Safe in their arms

Jesper looks nearly Two years old, i can't even take care of my own hairs, how will i take care of him? After that day i played role of a brother, a friend, a father and even a mother. I don't know if i am taking right steps to grow him, i don't know if i am repaying master Jeon properly, where the prince the heir and where the filth the servant. I keep calling him my prince when he is not mine, he does not belong to me, i don't deserve such angel, he don't deserve such filthy beast, i feel helpless, i am scared of the day when he will find out that i am his no one, he is my no one, i am just the son of his father's servant, he is the son of my father's master. How strange... yet we live like we are same, this is unfair for him, all this thoughts made a tear stream down my cheek and Jesper wiped it being concerned and i held both of his hands and kissed them and i looked down feeling guilty. Brother? How brother? A brother who is selfish? A brother who can't even feed you three proper meals? A brother who can't even get you at least 10 sets of clothes? A brother who is pathetic on his own? A brother who can't even take care of himself?