„So, darling, what do you want to watch today?“ he asked the boy, kissing the top of his head as he set him down on the sofa. A while back, he had found out that his cute little darling had never even seen a movie in his life. He had shown him one, and now Michael always asked him to watch one before bed. Flake of course was only too happy to comply, and every evening after dinner, he took the younger one into the livingroom and wrapped him up in blankets to show him yet another movie. They were going through all the classic Disney movies right now, and Flake picked out a few to let Michael choose from. The poor guy still had troubles making his own decisions, so he tried to keep it to a minimum while still giving him room to make choices. His cutie finally picked Beauty and the Beast, and Flake put it in the DVD player before sitting down and pulling the boy in his lap. „Can I get cuddles while we're watching?“ he asked, wrapping his arms around Michael. And sure enough, he felt those thin arms sneak around his chest, causing him to smile. He rested his chin on the other's head, starting to rub his back. He had seen this movie a thousand and one time, he sometimes thought he already knew the whole thing by heart. Not hat he minded. He loved it to bits. „You're so cute“ he whispered, rubbing the boy's sides. He still really wanted to kiss him, but he respected his boundaries. That old Master of his must really have treated him badly, if he even ruined the experience of kissing for him. He'd like to teach him again, but he would leave him until he felt ready for it. He didn't want to rush him. He sighed a little, cuddling him as he leaned back against the sofa, looking at the screen. „Do you like it, darling?“ he asked, running a hand through the other's hair. Soon enough, he could hear him giggle and gasp, thorougly caught up in the storyline. It was great to see how his face changed and contorted, how this expression changed from disgusted to happiness as he got to know the Beast more and more. In the end, Flake watched Michael more than the screen, but that didn't matter. He wanted his darling to get to know the movie, and he himself already knew it anyway. Plus seeing the boy's reaction was much more interesting than the movie. At the end, he snuggled happily into Flake's chest, and Flake couldn't help but to purr happily, stroking the boy and quietly cooing at him. He was just too sweet. Too lovely. He couldn't help it, he felt himself falling for him more and more. He wanted to always carry him on his hands and spoil him to no end. He wanted him to be his little prince, and the best was just good enough for him. He wanted him to feel how special he was, and how normal on other accounts. He was perfectly human, and he wanted him to learn that again. It still hurt him that some things were like a wonder to the boy, like sleeping in Flake's bed or getting a warm shower. Or getting 'Master food' three times a day. Being allowed to go around the house as he pleased. He just hoped that soon, soon, that would be normality for him, and he would learn to be Flake's happy little boy. „Wanna go to sleep, darling?“ he asked the yawning boy in his arms. „That's okay, you should be tired after today... we went to give you swimming training, after all.
