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MajoraaIt had been a little while since Micah had time to cuddle him, maybe a few days. Usually, the cuddling involved them sleeping in the same bed though, since his Papa was always so tired after work. The little boy nuzzled his head into Alver's neck as he was transported back over to the dining table. What was it like to live in Alver's world was what he was wondering. How were adults able to get cuddles like this?
Luke was seated on the albino's lap while his plate was piled high with an assortment of fruits and veggies. While Luke may look childish, the boy was aware of the food pyramid and ate plenty of vegetables every day. The only vegetables he didn't like were Brussel sprouts and lima beans... luckily neither of those were on his plate today. Luke's stomach rumbled a little bit looking at all the yummy food.
But when Alver held out the fork to feed the boy, he started to pout, "Alver Rozu, I'll have you know that I am a big boy and I don't need help eating!" He gave the grown man a firm nod to go along with his statement if he had been standing, he might have even stomped his foot. When the albino mentioned the idea of getting the present faster, however, he reluctantly opened his mouth and let out a small "ahhh..." to welcome the nutritious veggies into his stomach to be consumed and transformed into energy.
The boy himself was still thinking about his Papa's spells as well. For him, the bad ones hadn't been recent, but had been coupled with Micah's happy ones for as long as he noticed the fantasies in the first place.
It had all started after his Papa had come home one night, looking broken inside and covered in strange wounds. Luke couldn't understand what they were at the time, just knew something bad had happened. At the time, Luke had been about to call 911, but Mikaela had slipped out of his daze long enough to stop the tiny seven-year-old. The rest of the night he stayed in the bathroom and wouldn't come out, it was the only lockable door in the house besides the front door.
The next few days, Luke was made to stay with Jocelyn while Hank would come over at least three times a day to the Winter house. Micah would reject to see him, but his best friend kept adamantly coming to his door. Later on, Mikaela had finally settled down, but he was now always plagued with nightmares and these silent despairing spells that shook Luke to the core to watch.
@Silver Fox
Luke was seated on the albino's lap while his plate was piled high with an assortment of fruits and veggies. While Luke may look childish, the boy was aware of the food pyramid and ate plenty of vegetables every day. The only vegetables he didn't like were Brussel sprouts and lima beans... luckily neither of those were on his plate today. Luke's stomach rumbled a little bit looking at all the yummy food.
But when Alver held out the fork to feed the boy, he started to pout, "Alver Rozu, I'll have you know that I am a big boy and I don't need help eating!" He gave the grown man a firm nod to go along with his statement if he had been standing, he might have even stomped his foot. When the albino mentioned the idea of getting the present faster, however, he reluctantly opened his mouth and let out a small "ahhh..." to welcome the nutritious veggies into his stomach to be consumed and transformed into energy.
The boy himself was still thinking about his Papa's spells as well. For him, the bad ones hadn't been recent, but had been coupled with Micah's happy ones for as long as he noticed the fantasies in the first place.
It had all started after his Papa had come home one night, looking broken inside and covered in strange wounds. Luke couldn't understand what they were at the time, just knew something bad had happened. At the time, Luke had been about to call 911, but Mikaela had slipped out of his daze long enough to stop the tiny seven-year-old. The rest of the night he stayed in the bathroom and wouldn't come out, it was the only lockable door in the house besides the front door.
The next few days, Luke was made to stay with Jocelyn while Hank would come over at least three times a day to the Winter house. Micah would reject to see him, but his best friend kept adamantly coming to his door. Later on, Mikaela had finally settled down, but he was now always plagued with nightmares and these silent despairing spells that shook Luke to the core to watch.
@Silver Fox
