Jan 11, 2015
oxochimaru
⌈ ほのお ⌋—
"G-Good morning, T-Tousan...I—" The boy stammered when he accidentally bumped into his father after exiting his room. Fear gripped in his heart and he refused to look at his father's eyes.
Something always felt horribly suspicious and dangerous about his father when he was younger. Maybe Kaachan never noticed, maybe he was being extremely paranoid. But whenever it was just him and his father alone in the room, he felt panicked, instincts telling him to get away. Or maybe he was just being rude. He never see his father all the time, maybe he was just intimidated by how cold he seemed.
"—I, um, d-didn't see you. S-sorry for bumping."