"Nghh...." I felt a rough cold hand caress my stomach. "Mm mmph…" I could only see a silhouette of a man.... Even his silhouette looked beautiful. "Does it hurt?" A man with a deep voice whispered in my ear. "I...don't know..." He gently put a finger in. "Ngh... Mmph..." His hand was rough and big, yet gentle. "Ngh! Put it in..." The man smirked. "Only if you beg for it." He took his finger out gently. "Ngh... Please... Put it in...." I touched his neck. He has a scar on his neck.... I can feel it. "...!" I was too caught up in the scar on his neck, that I didn't feel him put it in. "Nghh! Ahh! Lhnhh..." He thrust faster every time. My legs were wrapped around his waist, I felt my face twitching every time he thrust deeper than the last. "Nghhh.... It feels good..." I could see his face clearer this time. Wait is that...? I could see his thin eyes, his thick neck...His muscular body...His detailed face. "Chi Doka!?"
END OF DREAM:
I felt cigarette smoke get blown into my face. "Huh?" I opened my eyes, I still felt sleepy. I saw the 'uncle' in front of me, smoking a cigarette. "So you're awake?" He blew one final puff of cigarette smoke in my face. "What....? Doka?!" I jumped up. "What happened to calling me uncle?" He smirked and walked over to the balcony to continue smoking his cigarette. "You.... You!" He looked at me confused. "Are you okay?" He sighed and kneeled by the couch. I can't tell him I had that kind of dream about him! I'd lose my dignity! "U-Um... It's nothing..." I sat up and walked over to Zen's room. "I-I'm waking him up!" I opened the door, panicking. Doka turned around and lit another cigarette. "Zen Zen...Wake up." Did I just call him Zen Zen? .... He's passed his habit to me... "Tu Tu?" He rubbed his eyes several times. "Yeah... It's me Tu Tu." I ruffled his hair. "Are you going to make curry again!?" He shot up from his bed and ran out of the room to Doka out on the balcony.
"Zen! Wait a minute-" He was already telling Doka something. "Uncle! Tu Tu is making curry!" He was tugging on his sweatpants. Doka looked at me and smirked. "Is he now?" He walked over to me. "What a nice Tu Tu." He ruffled my hair and walked away. My dignity is gone... I'm dead inside... Help. "Tu Tu? What's wrong? Your face is all red!" He ran over to Doka's office and knocked on the door. What is he doing? "Uncle! Tu Tu has a fever!" Is he serious? "What!? No I don't!" I ran over to Zen and placed my hand on his shoulder.
"If you don't stop... I'm not making you curry." I felt my eye twitch. Zen turned around and almost burst into tears. "You won't make me breakfast?" He looked so sad. "No!! I'm making it right now!" I rushed over to the kitchen and started making rice. Zen's eyes lit up, and he ran over to me.
AFTER COOKING:
"Uncle! It's done!" Doka walked out of his office still in his sweatpants and black T-Shirt. Woah... He's pretty muscular... I never noticed. "Really?" He picked Zen up and placed him in a chair next to him. "Do you like it, Uncle?" Zen shoved the spoon in his mouth.
"I guess." Doka ate it slowly. Excuse me!? Is It not good!? "Zen.... Isn't my cooking better?" Doka smiled. "I like both." He shoved the bowl away. "I'm done!" He smiled, there was curry on the side of his lips.
"I'm done too. Can you take mine?" He smirked and rest his hand on the table. "Sure." I placed the dishes in the sink. "Hey, Uncle! Don't you think it would be nice if Tu Tu moved in with us!?" What? Excuse me? Move in? "Yes, it would be nice. But I don't think he wants to. Look at his face." Zen looked at me and almost cried again. "You don't want to live with us, Tu Tu?" He started to cry. This kid... He has some kind of spell…. "What!? N-No.. Of course, I do!" I patted his back. "You do!?" He looked at me, the curry still on the side of his mouth.
"Of course I do..." I'm screwed...I hate my life T-T
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