The things he has just told me, i can relate to those things. 

I've also been feeling them.

I've been trying to ignore them but everyday when i see him these feelings grow stronger. 

"I.... I also feel something like that towards you..." I said finally. 

He blinked profusely. 

"I don't want to see you as a brother. I feel uncomfortable when i try to think of you as one. I've never cared about anyone this much. Not even Max, my own brother. I want to protect you from every bad thing in the world and only let you see the good things. I want to keep you by my side at all times and never let you out of my sight. And today when Beam hugged you, i could feel anger boiling up inside me. I wanted to pull you to me and not allow anyone else to touch you. I'm not sure what these feelings are either. " I confessed. 

His jaws was also hanging low by the end of it. 

I put my chin on his lap and sighed deeply. 

"I thought you see me as a kid." He said after a while. 

"A kid huh..." I scoffed. 

"I don't see you as a kid. True you look like one but your demeanor is that of an adult. Like i've said before i know you're way more mature than your age. And if i saw you as a kid i wouldn't be having these kind of thoughts about you." I explained. 

He slowly nodded. 

"So what should we do now? Neither of us can figure these feelings out." He asked after a while. 

"I honestly don't know either." I folded my arms on his lap and put my chin on them. 

He gently ran his fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation. 

We sat like that for a while in comfortable silence. 

 "How about we take our time and figure these things out slowly?" He asked. 

I opened my eyes and looked at him. 

"That's a good idea. Rushing won't do any good. So let's just go with the flow for now and figure things out little by little." I smiled. 

He smiled back and nodded. 

"Now i kind of have this really intense urge to grow up quickly and actually look my age." He tilted his head. 

I burst into laughter. 

"Why so suddenly?" 

"I don't know. I don't want to be seen as your younger brother i guess." He smiled. 

"Then you'll have to eat a lot and drink a lot of milk." 

He grimaced. 

"You still hate milk huh?" I chuckled. 

He nodded. 

"I wondered why you drank the whole thing obediently whenever mom gave you a glass of milk even though you hate it so much." I tilted my head. 

"I didn't want to waste anything. I realized just how important every single drop is while living out in the streets." He smile thinly. 

I pursed my lips. 

"You like chocolate milk don't you? You just hate plain milk." I said changing the topic. 

He nodded. 

"Then you can drink that. As long as it has all the necessary nutrients your body will grow."  

He smiled and nodded again. 

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