One-shots (smut)

Sarange Rising(New Year)

Writer's Note: This part is the 66th part of Sarange Rising. I wrote it months ago so here it is. Hope you'll like it. ❤

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"I said I'm not feeling well. Leave me alone!"

"No! Everyone's downstairs. You will come down"

"For fuck's sake! Leave me alone!"

"Watch your mouth!"

"Jesus..." Walker said and banged the door.

"I'm not gonna tell it again," Jessica shouted when she heard Susan walking up the stairs.

"What's going on?"

"Nothing. Everything's fine"

"Is it really?"

Jessica gave her a look, "It is... what are you doing here?"

"I had to use the bathroom"

"Then go..."

"Jesus, Jess, relax"

"I can't!" Jessica shouted and left. Returning back to the kitchen. Susan looked at her as she was leaving and then looked at the closed door. She went closer and knocked softly, "Walker?" she whispered but no answer came from the other side until she opened the door, tentatively. "Walker?"

"What?" Walker said and turned to look at Susan.

"What happened?" Susan asked, closing the door behind.

"I only said I need a few minutes alone and she kept yelling and yelling as if I'm a little child"

Susan chuckled, "Well, in her eyes you'll always be her little boy, you know that," she said and took a seat on the bed next to him.

"There are times that I really can't stand her, she wants to control everything! Even my feelings"

"That's how she is, you've got to accept it."

"I didn't want to come here in the first place"

"And why did you?"

"Because I knew she wouldn't like it if I said no"

"That's true"

"See!" Walker said and sighed

"Walker, you know you can talk to me"

"I got nothing to say"

"I can see that you're not so good" Walker shrugged and looked around, "And your mother can see it..." Susan continued.

"It's just that... I miss him, Susan"

"I know..."

"We used to spend the holidays together and its hard... every year gets harder and harder"

"Well... Christmas can be depressing"

Walker chuckled, "True"

"But you have to understand that your mother is going through the same emotions. Its hard for her as well at least you've got each other"

"Well, she seems she's handling it pretty well..."

"Oh, no... she's not."

"She's not?"

"No..." Susan replied and shook her head. She opened her arms, "Come here..." she said and smiled. Walker looked down and fell into Susan's arms, feeling her hand stroking his hair.