Good boy (Hinata)

-7

During the present time, Shouyou is 16 and Akira is 17. This is a story about their past. Akira was 11 and Shouyou was 10.

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5 years ago

Akira's Pov.

My mom asked me if I wanted to visit her friend's house with her since I was going to be alone in the house. I said yes because she always tells me to go with her, so for once, I did her a favor. Also, she didn't want to leave me alone because she is worried something might happen to me. She loves me too much, but hey it's not like I'm complaining. 

We got in the car and drove for a while and finally, we were at the destination we needed. The gate opened and we drove inside. I looked around from inside the car and soon my mom opened the door for me. She held out her hand for me to hold and smiled at me. I put my hands in her hands and smiled back. I love my mom and dad. 

We walked to this huge house. Our house was almost as big as theirs, but their house design was completely different. The house gave out a sense of royalty but at the same time gentleness. I looked at the garden in front of the doors and it was beautiful. I wondered if they have another beautiful garden inside. 

The door opened revealing a woman in a white dress. She was beautiful. She had long hair, simple makeup, and a wide smile, but somehow she didn't fit the house atmosphere and design. She seemed like the black stain on a white cloth. 

"This is Akira. I'm sure you've seen photos of him." My mom said to the lady. The lady bent to my level and smiled. "My name is Emi. You can call me aunty Emi." I nodded to the lady. "I love it when kids visit my house since I don't have a kid of my own. You should bring your oldest daughter with you next time." The lady said as my mom and she walked beside each other to a room with couches and a nice table full of food. 

My mom sat down and said, "I can try, but she is always busy with studies. The only one free at the house is the little guy." Mom looked at me and pinched my cheek in a playful way, while she laughed. I also laughed with her because I love to see her smile. The lady looked at both of us in a joyful expression. 

I guess it brings joy to people who don't have a kid of their own and sees another kid happy with their mother or family. 

They both talked and laughed a lot while I just sat there, either eating or listening to them. My mom seems like she could talk about anything with this lady. They must be really close. I looked around because I needed to use the restroom and the lady noticed. "Do you need anything?" She asked me and I nodded. "What is it darling?" My mom asked for this time. 

"I need to use the restroom," I said in a low voice because it was embracing for me to say it out loud. The lady smiled warmly and told me the bathroom is on the right side of the hall, room 5. I nodded. "If you get lost just call out ok." My mom told me and I nodded once again.  

I walked into the huge hall admiring every single detail. The inside of the house was even prettier. It looked like a museum filled with gold and pretty stuff. Our house was nothing like this. Our house was filled with modern stuff with white and grey color items, but theirs was different. The carpet was red, the walls were a gold color, each side of the wall had pictures or paintings, and beside each painting and pictures, there were tables on the ground. There were also 5 huge doors on each side. 

The door's colors were brown and woody. The smell of the area was fresh and flowery. 

Mom's friend didn't fit in this picture at all. I wonder who else lived here.

Every detail was spotless. It screamed beautifulness. I was amazed. 

I was walking and I suddenly noticed a door, which was slightly open. I walked closer to it to see what's in the room. I walked very carefully; I didn't want anyone to see or notice me. I reached to the door and looked through the small gap between the door and the wall. 

My eyes were instantly sat on the man and the boy in the room. The man seemed like an adult and the boy looked younger than me. His ginger hair was the first thing I noticed about the little boy. 

The man and the little boy were sitting at one singular couch together. The man was sitting with his long legs open and his arms resting on the side of the couch. The little boy was sitting between the man's laps with one hand on the man's thigh and the other hand on his own thigh. 

The little boy was dressed in a white shirt with buttons and navy blue short pants with white socks. He looked so pretty and small. He looked as if he was made of glass. He looked breakable. He made me feel like protecting him.

The adult man had long black, beautiful straight hair. He was wearing a white shirt with buttons and black long pants. He was beautiful too. He looked untouchable. It seemed like he was wearing a suit without the coat and instantly I also noticed the coat on the side of the other couch they were sitting on. I guess he took it off and put it there. 

I look back at the two, admiring them more. The man looked like a lion while the little boy looked like a trained prey. 

They both fit the picture perfectly. They were perfect with the house, but I couldn't help feeling like I should snatch the little boy away and keep him to myself.

Author's Pov.

They both were sitting down together quietly, while Akira was watching them from the small corner. The little boy was looking down, while the man seemed to be watching tv. He then put his palms on his forehead and turned it off and put one of his hands on the little boy's small waist. 

The little boy flinched at first and then looked at the man. The man looked back at the little guy. It looked like they both made eye contact and with that, the little ginger turned around. "Good boy," The man said to the little boy and started to open his shirt's buttons. He took it off halfway revealing only the little boy's shoulder. 

He put both of his hands on the smaller's waist and pulled him closer to his chest....then the man kissed the little boy. 

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