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mackjlee9 · 3 years

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Kyan Reki x Top!Male!Reader [Smut&Fluff]

Warning; Reki's first time, just teeth-rotting fluff.

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Sk8 The Infinity

Requested by AnikaRivera1 on Wattpad

To Reki, today was an important day. His birthday.

But it wasn't just any other birthday, he was finally, turning eighteen. And to him, that meant one thing.

His boyfriend was going to take his virginity.

Well, said like that sounds wrong, but he made (M/n) promise that he would make love to him once he turns eighteen. The way he said it and how it happened was slightly embarrassing to Reki, so we'll go over it briefly.

On a hot, summer day two years ago, he and (M/n) were at the (h/c) haired's house, who lived alone for personal reasons. The little date they had went like any other, only with the exception that their innocent kisses, escalated without actually noticing.

(M/n), who had already told him about having experience since back in Tokyo, got on top of him, caressing the skin of his stomach and chest, rubbing gently on his nipples as his teeth nibble on Reki's bottom lip, earning a soft gasp that guaranteed access to the inside of his hot mouth.

The thing was, Reki got flustered very quickly when (M/n) started lowering his hands to the waistband of his shorts, slowly pulling them down, when he decided it was enough. He pushed (M/n) off and they sat up as Reki covered the lower half of his face and pulled his shirt down in a futile attempt at hiding his erection.

"Th-this is... a b-bit fast, do-don't you think, (M-m/n)...?" The (h/c) haired male felt his heart beating faster as he realized the state Reki was in. His face flushed, trembling body and an obvious erection. He was clearly turned on, but also nervous and anxious, unsure about where the situation was going, and that made him smile gently at him, leaning in to leave a small peck on his temple.

"I'm not going to rush things with you, Reki, you're really important to me, so I'll wait for you." His words and calm expression made Reki's heart beat faster, and he held (M/n)'s face in his hands, pulling him closer.

"J-just promise me so-something..." the male blinked in confusion before nodding a couple of times, "You'll make love to me on my eighteenth birthday."

Taken aback, (M/n) stared at him with wide eyes before smirking at Reki, "I promise," he responded as he kissed the tip of the red-headed male's nose.

Now, back to the present day, Reki woke up to his parents and siblings yelling a 'Happy Birthday' as soon as he opened his eyes -and it was already midday-, he ate his breakfast and some cake before getting ready for his day out with his friends.

His mother made him take a few pieces of cake with him in a sealed closed tupperware and he grabbed his skate, holding onto the bag as he skated down the road, heading to the nearby park where he and everyone were told to meet up.

Already there were Langa, Miya, and (M/n), still waiting for Cherry, Joe, Shadow, and of course, Reki, who made his presence known by yelling at the top of his lungs, making Miya flinch like a scared cat, at which, (M/n) chuckled.

Miya groaned at him, crossing his arms over his chest, and looking away with a frown on his face. (M/n) saw that and messed with the thirteen-year-old kid's hair.

"Stop it! Don't be an annoying slime!" Everyone laughed at Miya's complaint, and they all saw Reki joining them on the round table, setting the bag on top of it.

"I brought cake for everyone!" He exclaimed, taking out one of the tuppers he brought, opening it, and handing out a plastic spoon for everyone. And of course, as the birthday boy, he had a piece for himself.

While they ate and laughed, the missing three males showed up, all of them in casual, out of S wear. Well, if what Cherry wore could be called "casual".

As they made up some space for them, (M/n) and Reki ended up pressed against each other, something that made the red-headed male blush and look down at the warm/cold hand intertwining with his. Reki couldn't help a shiver going down his spine when he thought about what'll be happening later that day, but for now, Langa snapped him out to reality again, and they decided to skate for a while since the cake they ate had already settled down in their stomachs.

Everyone had fun during the whole duration of their evening get-together, pulling out some gifts they got for Reki when the sun was starting to set, and getting ready to leave for their houses. In the end, the group of four teenagers, Langa, Reki, (M/n), and Miya -who was more of a pre-teen- were left alone, grabbing their skates after cleaning up the place and heading in the same direction.

They dropped off Langa, followed by Miya, and (M/n) held Reki's hand as they skated to his house.

"You told your parents?" The (h/c) haired male asked keeping his sight straight ahead, and Reki blushed as he stared at (M/n), before looking down and nodding with an affirmative hum.

"I told them yesterday... that'll be staying the night with you." He held (M/n)'s hand tighter, and the male was able to feel his nervousness by the way it was trembling and the sweat against his palm.

"...I'll be gentle, Reki." He muttered glancing at him, making eye contact for a brief moment, before looking forward again, "Even after you found out why my parents sent me here on my own, you still stayed by my side, so... I wanna be nice and sweet with you, okay? We'll stop if you feel like you're not ready yet."

Reki felt as if his heart was pounding in his ears, his body now trembling out of anticipation and a very obvious dark blush covering his face and down his neck, he stared at (M/n) as they stopped in front of his house and picked up his skate, dragging him to the front door. Reki grabbed his skateboard too and followed behind the taller/shorter male.

(M/n) closed the door behind them and wrapped his arms around Reki, who flinched at the sudden action.

"You wanna take a shower first?" Reki looked into (M/n)'s (e/c) eyes before closing his eyes and nodding, "Okay, let's go."

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Twenty minutes ago, Reki had made up his mind and decided he was going to do it, no matter what, now that he was out of the shower, in a bathrobe, sitting on (M/n)'s bed and waiting for him... his mind was going a hundred miles an hour, rethinking the situation and an uncountable amount of outcomes -most of them clearly made up and unlikely to happen-, but he was extremely nervous if you couldn't tell.

He felt ready to make up an excuse and leave but the bedroom door was being opened by the very male that was causing him to panic so much.

(M/n) was also wearing a bathrobe, but his was somehow... better than his? He just knew that he looked like a twink in it while (M/n) looked like a sex god ready to fuck.

Which, in Reki's eyes, he was. And the realization obviously made him blush, closing his eyes tight and gripping his bathrobe, keeping his head cast down.

(M/n) had a soft smile when he saw Reki's state, walking closer and sitting next to him, leaning his head closer and leaving soft, wet kisses on his neck making Reki flinch, holding in a surprised gasp. But the kisses were slowly turning more and more intense, making Reki forget his previous panic and tilt his head to the side, giving (M/n) more access to the skin of his neck.

Slowly and gently, (M/n) wrapped an arm around Reki's waist, leaning forward and making him lay on the bed, placing his knee in between the red-haired's thighs, climbing on top of him.

"(M/n)..." Reki called out to him and he pulled away from his neck, staring into his yellow eyes. "C-can you... uh, t-touch my-uhm..." he trailed on, shyly gracing down at the erection growing under the robe.

The male seemed surprised but did it nonetheless, his hand untying the robe and letting it open on its own, exposing Reki's bare body as it fell on the bed. (M/n)'s eyes looked at him up and down, sighing as he took in the breathtaking sight of his boyfriend, fully exposed under his body. Reki felt ashamed, so he covered his eyes with his hands, squirming on the bed as he was still able to feel the staring on him.

(M/n)'s hand slowly started to stroke Reki's thighs, inching closer to his erected dick, wrapping his fingers around it and stroking it up and down at an even pace, paying close attention to every muffled sound that came out of Reki's mouth.

His stroking changed pace and tightness every few seconds, realizing that Reki liked it more gentle on his tip and rougher on the underside, a little below halfway, so he slowly but surely made him lose his mind, turning him into a shameless mess of moans and whimpers, his body squirming as his hips thrusted up against his hand.

(M/n) licked his lips when he heard Reki saying his name in between whimpers, noticing his pre-cum oozing from his slit, wetting his hand, so he stopped, making the red-haired male whine, removing his hands from his face.

"Why did you-hmph?!" Reki's words were cut off by a pair of wet lips rubbing on his, (M/n)'s hands holding his waist gently as their erections were pressed together. At that moment, Reki realized what just happened and that, what (M/n) was doing to him made him get turned on.

"Reki... I want you... so fucking bad..." (M/n) muttered on his lips after every kiss, his (e/c) eyes looking dark and clouded with desire. Reki swallowed and slowly, wrapped his shaky arms around (M/n)'s neck, holding him in place.

"You can make me yours then... make love to me, (M/n)." The (h/c) haired male felt goosebumps covering his body, and he joined their lips again, reaching for the lube and condoms he kept under his pillow. "You kept those there?!" Reki exclaimed, looking flustered as he stared at (M/n) ripping one of the many metallic packages.

"My pillow is closer than the drawer," he responded as he rolled the condom on two of his fingers, opening the bottle of lube and squirting some of it out on them, he glanced at Reki who kept a close eye on every single one of his actions, "This might be a bit painful and uncomfortable, you wanna keep going, Reki?"

The male chuckled and sat up on the bed, cupping (M/n)'s face with his hands, leaving a tiny peck on his lips.

"I'll be fine, (M/n), you can keep going." With a small smile, (M/n) kissed Reki, slowly moving their lips together as his fingers neared the male's pink, puckered entrance.

He rubbed it gently first, some of the lube coating it before slowly pressing on it, pushing his fingers through. He stopped for a few seconds, feeling Reki's hands grab onto his robe, before penetrating his fingers fully inside.

(M/n) was able to feel Reki's tight walls around his fingers but also realize his pain. He started pushing Reki's body back, making him lay on the bed again, and he began placing kisses all over his face, kissing for longer his closed eyelids, resting their foreheads together.

"I'm sorry, baby, I know it hurts..." he whispered, caressing his cheek with his free hand, "Can you look at me?" Slowly, Reki started opening his eyes, showing the tears filling them, "Oh, baby, I'm sorry." He mumbled leaving countless kisses on his cheek, at last, making Reki chuckle and tighten the hold of his arms around him.

"I didn't tell you to stop though," (M/n) looked at him before showing him a smirk, and he leaned down, whispering on Reki's lips 'I love you' before kissing him.

While Reki got distracted by the passionate kiss and the tongue in his mouth, (M/n) started thrusting his fingers in and out gently, getting Reki used to the sensation and finally, making him moan. Their kiss broke and Reki's yellow eyes stared at him.

"Ho-how long is it going to t-take before I can... ha-have this i-inside me?" He mumbled, sneaking a hand down to get a hold of his twitching cock, making (M/n) bit his lip as he felt like he was about to lose his mind.

"I-it'll hurt you m-more, Reki..." the male started stroking him up and down, squeezing his tip and making him tremble, his breathing getting heavy.

"It's going to hurt either way, so just put in..." he added, tightening around (M/n)'s fingers, "You want to, so do it."

The (h/c) haired male stared at Reki with a dumbfounded expression, "Where did this confidence come from?" His comment made him chuckle but he didn't answer, he just continued to stroke his cock. "Okay, stop or I'll cum."

As shameful as it was to admit, yes, he was about to cum. Even if he masturbates regularly, he hasn't had sex since he lived back in Tokyo, so it has been a while since he actually did it when someone, and he was so sensitive by just seeing Reki feeling good with just his fingers.

He pulled his fingers out, took the condom off of them, and opened a new one, he rolled it down on his cock and took off his bathrobe, doing the same with Reki's. (M/n) wrapped an arm around the male's waist, holding him closer and gently, aligning his cock with his entrance before slowly putting it in.

Reki wrapped his legs around (M/n)'s hips as he was being filled in a way he never knew he'll experience, taking a shaky deep breath as he felt his body tense, and he tried to relax, listening to (M/n)'s soft, yet low moans next to his ear.

"Fuck, Reki... you feel so good~" he whispered in his neck as he left kisses and bites, making Reki's body tremble.

"Do-don't say t-that, (M/n)." He mumbled in a whimper, his body heating up as he started to notice the pain disappearing.

"But you're so fucking tight and hot around me... fuck~," Reki bit his lip as a whimper escaped his mouth, the sound of (M/n)'s moans making him feel horny. "I love you so much, Reki... so much." He whispered, resting his forehead on Reki's shoulder.

Reki closed his eyes and scratched (M/n)'s back, holding him close to him with his arms and legs.

"Ju-just move already, (M/n)..."

The male didn't waste a second before thrusting his hips in and out, reaching all the way inside Reki, making his body tremble and whimpers leave his lips. The friction he felt inside him made shivers run down his spine, the pleasure making his back arch as his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

He was feeling good, so good that he didn't want it to stop.

Reki's moans started getting louder and higher pitched, calling out (M/n)'s name as his cock twitched in between their bodies, about to cum as he had been holding his orgasm for the past minutes.

(M/n) was feeling the same, his low moans and groans mixed with Reki's, his sensitive cock almost begging to cum, but he wanted to make Reki feel good. Something he was already doing.

"(M/n)! I'm... gonna c-cum already...!" Reki yelled pulling on the male's hair, making him grunt as he gritted his teeth.

"M-me too, Reki..."

The sound of their skin slapping, whimpers, and moans echoed off the walls, Reki's nails digging on (M/n)'s back as his back arched, cumming on his chest, his walls tightening around (M/n)'s cock as he came inside the condom.

They stayed still, regaining their breath, before (M/n) pulled out, taking the condom off and tying it, getting up, and throwing it in the trashcan. He walked to his closet and put on a pair of his underwear, before heading to the door.

"Wh-where are y-...you g-going...?" Reki whispered from his spot on the bed, (M/n) smiled at him and walked back to the bed, leaning down to kiss his forehead.

"Imma get something to clean you up so we can sleep, okay? It'll take me a sec." Reki just nodded and watched him leave, left alone with his thoughts, he stared at the ceiling for a few seconds before a smirk showed up on his face.

"Round two in the morning doesn't sound too bad..."

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ladynightmare12 · 5 years

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First Day

Summary: It's Virgil's first day of Kindergarten and he doesn't want to go. And he doesn't know what he's supossed to do there. Thankfully, neither do his new friends.

Hi! This is one of my gifts for @silverrhayn :D I hope you like it! Warnings: a few curses because I swear like a sailor Also, please keep in mind that english is not my mother language. So there's gonna be mistakes, but feel free to mention them Note: IDK anything about children or kindergarten. And the kids are five years old

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“I don’t want to go, Mom”

His mother sighed, a playful smile appearing in her lips as she lightly poked the lump below the covers that was her son. Her son that was going to be late to his first day of Kindergarten if he didn’t get ready in that precise moment.

“Why not, Virgil?”

“It’s scary”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah”

Chuckling, she sat down next to her child and kept poking him with both hands “Care to explain, you little ruffian?”

“I don’t know!” he squeaked, trying to wriggle his way out of his mother’s hands.

“You don’t know why you’re scared?”

“No! I mean that I don’t know!” frustrated by his mother’s questions and endless poking, he rolled out of bed and sat at the floor, pouting and glaring at his mom “I don’t know anyone, I don’t know what we’ll do, I know nothing!”

“That’s normal Virgil. It’s hard, yes, but it’ll happen a lot of times in your life” at her words, Virgil’s eyes widened and he quickly crawled to get under his bed “Virgil, no! You’ll get stuck!” she grabbed him by the waist and pulled him out, but he squirmed in her hold.

“I’ll live forever under the bed; it’ll be no problem!”

“Virgil, no! I-” she paused, an idea surging in her head “Virgil… what would Mulan do?”

Virgil stopped squirming “Save China?”

She laughed, shifting Virgil until they were face to face “Well, yes, because that was what she had to do. And yes, it was scary, but that didn’t stop her, did it?”

“No…” he mumbled, eyes looking down and hands playing with his sleeves. His mom took his hands into hers, and he relaxed almost instantly –mom’s hands were so warm- and turned to look at her.

“I know you are scared, Virgil, but I promise you’ll have a good time. You can even make it a mission! And it can have little missions within, like making friends or learning something new. How does it sound?”

Virgil put on his best thoughtful face “Mulan had a dragon…”

She deadpanned “You can take my familiar”

Gasping, Virgil nodded and rushed to get ready.

Half an hour later, they both kissed Ma goodbye and got into the car, the two of them carrying important items they would need through their day: in Susan Sanders’ case it was her bag, her briefcase, a tupper full of delicious food made by her loving wife, and a big thermos; while in Virgil Sanders’ case it was a Spiderman themed backpack, a lunch box with Ma’s food (and two more cookies than what they normally let him eat) and his Mom’s familiar (that was, in fact, a stuffed dragon Susan had since she was six but shhh).

All too soon, Mom was wishing him luck and kissing his forehead before leaving to get to work, her instruction of ‘getting inside the classroom with the green door when he was ready’ being told once more.

He stared at the green door, not knowing if he really was ready. Nor knowing what he was supposed to do besides get in.

“Hey, do you know why we’re here?” said a voice to his left. Flinching, he turned to look at them and found a boy his age with unruly caramel hair, eyes with two different colors and a Bugs Bunny themed backpack.

“Huh… I’m not sure” he admitted. Ma had said something like ‘early education’ and ‘preparing for school’ but he didn’t understand. Like, at all.

“You were told to get inside, too?” he asked, his hands tightening their hold on the backpack straps.

“Yeah”

“Hum”

A pause.

“Hey, I like your backpack”

“Thanks” the other kid smiled and, for some reason, showed him his middle finger.

“Why are you doing that?” he frowned with confusion. What did that mean? Ma had always told him that it was rude to use the middle finger to point at something, but she never told him why.

“I don’t know” he shrugged “My brother Remy does it all the time around his friends, so I guess it’s some kind of salute”

Virgil nodded. Yeah, it seemed like it.

“Kids, please get inside, the class will begin in a minute” a young man with a big smile approached them, and with a soft movement of his hand he signaled to the door.

The kids quickly obeyed, but not without the kid with mismatched eyes saying ‘you have a thicc butt’ at the man.

“That’s another thing my brother says” he told Virgil proudly “That way he will know I know grown up things”

Virgil thought it was really clever.

“Alright kids, all of you please sit in the floor of the classroom for a quick introduction and we’ll go to the tables later, okay?” the children followed his instruction (some of them a little reluctantly but hey, he couldn’t blame them) and sat in a formless mass at the floor.

Well, except one child.

The child that hadn’t stopped crying since their mom left.

“Hey kiddo, could you please come and join us?” the teacher (or at least Virgil thought he was a teacher) asked with a soft voice, walking towards the wailing boy.

“No!” he screamed, and Virgil and a few other kids covered their ears at the loudness of his voice “I want my mom! She is sick and she needs me!”

“Your mom allergies were flaring up, that was all”

“I’ll give you a dollar if you let me go!” he pleaded, waving the dollar like mad.

It took almost five minutes to calm down the boy, and two more to clean his face with wet wipes and comb his hair ‘back to the royal look’ (the kid’s words) it had. Thomas sighed and walked back to the front of the classroom, spending another three minutes in recovering everyone’s attention.

“Okay, kids, let’s begin” he put on his best smile and hoped the bags under his eyes didn’t ruin the cheerful image he wanted to give “I’m Thomas Sanders and I will be your teacher for the school year” he ignored the scream of a girl saying ‘a year?’ and kept going “The recess is at 10:00 am, and it lasts 30 minutes. You will use that time to eat, play and or go to the bathroom. Okay? You can ask me to go to the bathroom anytime, but please don’t do it if you don’t need to go. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Now, please grab a seat at whatever table you want, and chat a little with your companions as I prepare an activity”

Watching everyone run and almost trip over each other trying to get a seat, Virgil stayed still in his place, fear in his eyes at the aggressiveness and energy of the other kids. He wanted nothing more than to leave the classroom, but he knew that wasn’t what Mulan would do.

Hugging his mother’s familiar, he gathered all the courage he had left and tried to decide where he would sit. There wasn’t any empty table, so sitting alone wouldn’t be an option. But all the children were already talking, and he didn’t want to intrude. That was rude. Though… there was a table where the kids weren’t talking yet. At the table were two boys that looked pretty similar (what did Mom called them? Twins?), they had the same carrot-like hair, same gray eyes, and even same glasses. The only difference he noticed were their clothes, while one wore gray overalls and a baby blue t-shirt, the other wore gray shorts and a Star Wars t-shirt.

But why weren’t they talking?

Well, it didn’t matter. They looked friendly.

“Uhh… hi” he said, waving his hand at them “Can I sit here?”

“Of course! Hi!” said the kid with the overalls while he bounced in his seat.

“Aha! You lost!” his brother said, pointing a finger at him with a triumphant smile “You didn’t even last three minutes”

“Oh, well. Add another tally mark, then” he shrugged, before turning to look at Virgil where he was seated two chairs away “Hi! I’m Patton!”

“Hi…” he said, looking at the other twin as he drew a tally mark on the left side of a notebook page, where the right side was totally empty as opposed to the left side “Uhh… what are you counting there?”

“Our ‘the first to speak loses’ games. These are the times I’ve won” he proudly pointed to the left side of the page “These are the zero times Patton has won” he pointed to the other side and smiled fondly at his brother “But you are doing good, Pat”

“Thank you, Lo!” laughed Patton as he practically threw himself at his twin “This is my brother, Logan!” he told Virgil “We’re the Picani brothers!”

Just as he was about to say something, another voice beat him to it.

“Nice to meet you”

While Patton screamed and Virgil shrieked, Logan just looked at the newcomer with confusion.

“When did you get here?”

“I don’t know. Who cares”

“Who are you?” asked Logan, even more confused. How could him not know? What a weird kid.

“Declan. Declan Classy Smith” he said, and now that Virgil had calmed down he recognized him as the kid with the Bugs Bunny backpack.

“Did your parents really name you Classy?” said Patton with curiosity. What a cool name!

“Yes. It is right there in my birth certificate”

“I don’t believe you” frowned Logan. It didn’t make sense to name a kid like that.

“Seriously, you can look it up for proof” he said, with the same tone his brother would say ‘I shit you not’.

A cough interrupted whatever argument they were going to have. “Can I sit here?” asked the boy that minutes ago was crying for their mom.

“I vote in favor” nodded Patton as he raised his hand. The others (except his twin) looked at him in confusion “Democracy” he said, as if that explained everything. Though, apparently for the kids it did, because they all raised their hand and nodded “All in favor?” they nodded again “Well, then, welcome to the table! I’m Patton, he’s Logan” he pointed with his thumb “he’s Declan and he’s… uh… I dunno”

“I’m Virgil” he said, looking at the new kid sit in front of him at the round table “And you are?”

“Roman García” the kid mumbled, his eyes downcast and his hands playing with the Ninja Turtles bracelet he was wearing. It reminded Virgil of himself that same morning, so of course he had the perfect solution for that.

“Roman” with the most serious voice he had, he extended his hand on the table as close to Roman as he could “Just ask yourself… what would Mulan do?”

Roman gasped. It was true.

With renewed spirits, Roman smiled and kept chatting with the boys, all of them making theories about what they were supposed to do there.

“Maybe we’ll learn to do taxes” suggested Logan.

“I hope not. Dad almost threw the computer through the window the last time he did them” frowned Roman, the thought of having to do something that put Dad like that made him want to run to Mom’s work and never come back.

“Our Dad cried” the twins said at the same time.

Before the kids even tried to formulate a plan the get the heckity heck out of there, the teacher walked back to the front of the classroom and gave them the instructions to begin the activity. Then, he went table after table proving them with paper and little bowls full of crayons for them to draw their family as he instructed.

“Remember kids, you have total freedom over your drawing, and you can talk with your companions about your family while you do it!”

“And what if we have the same family?” asked Logan “Should we do it together?”

“Well… no” Thomas tensed, worried about how the twins would react to his answer. Thankfully, they just nodded and began to work. Oh thank God. He didn’t know what he would have do if they cried or threw a tantrum.

He would’ve probably just let them do it together.

“My mom is the most beautiful woman in the world” said Roman as he drew (or attempted to) sparkles around the stick figure that was his mother.

“That’s not true” Virgil paused his drawing to look at him “Ma is. Mom said so and she never lies”

“All women are queens” hissed Declan, unaware of where that phrase came from and just wanting to stop the fight so he could reach for another crayon from the bowl. It worked, but they still looked at each other as if waiting for one comment to fight again.

“Hey Lo, what color looks more like Dad’s hair?” holding two crayons with different shades of pink to his twin, Patton sheepishly looked at him “I can’t decide”

“This one” Logan showed him the crayon he was using “Here, you can have it. I don’t need it anymore” he gave him the crayon and looked for another one in the bowl that looked like Papa’s hair.

“Your dad has pink hair?” Virgil gasped incredulously “No way!”

“Yep” smiled Patton, before turning to help Logan decide on a color.

“My brother Kai has blue hair” said Roman “Dad doesn’t like it though. I don’t understand”

“That’s dumb. It’s just hair” frowned Virgil. He didn’t understand either.

“Adults are weird” affirmed Declan, not looking up from his paper. He needed concentration to draw his brother’s glasses.

“That’s true” mumbled Logan. Finally spotting the perfect crayon, he grabbed it and began to color Papa´s hair, happy and proud to look how similar the drawing was to his family.

After a while of drawing, Declan put down his crayon and tapped twice with it to get everyone’s attention.

“Hey guys, how about we create a special salute for our group?”

Looking around the classroom, pleased to see everybody working and having a good time, Thomas sighed in relief. His first day as a Kindergarten teacher was going great!

Or at least it was, until he noticed a table with five boys flipping double-birds.

“kids NO!”

And that's it! Hope you like it! Honestly, I almost had to slap myself because I saw the opportunity to make it angsty but no! Not here. Yet, at least. A few parts of this were inspired by my own first day of kindergarten, like watching a boy cry and meeting a kid with a Bugs Bunny backpack. And of course, the not knowing why was I there. Happy Holidays, everyone!

#roman sanders #patton sanders #virgil sanders #logan sanders #deceit sanders #sympathetic deceit #sanders sides fic #platonic dlamp

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