Kaye at 30
I wake up in a cold concrete
floor, alone. When I open my eyes, I found myself sleeping outside the
comforter very far from my kitty. I try scooting back beside him but
something’s under the covers that’s taken my place. When I raise it up, I found
Rosy snuggling comfortably in Cheri’s arms.
“What the—”
Why is this kid in here? And why’s she snuggling with Cheri? Am I not her father? But wait… This picture looks really good. Two beautiful creatures that I cherish in my heart. I fumble for my phone from the coffee table and take different shots of the two.
Maybe the shutters are noisy, it wakes up Cheri to a start. He squints his eyes up at me, probably trying to make out who’s sitting over their sprawled forms.
“Hmm, Kaye?” He inquires and rubs his eyes with the ball of his hand. “What—” He stops when he can’t move and looks down at the clamps of little arms around his waist. “Huh? Why is she here?”
“That I don’t know myself. When I wake up, I’ve been kicked out of the comforter and Rosy has taken my place beside you.”
“Did she get the wrong person?”
“No, I didn’t,” Rosy answers herself and squirms even closer to Cheri’s side.
“You, little thorn.” I grumble but continue taking more pictures of them.
However, when I notice Cheri’s expression, I quickly put my phone away. He’s pale and keeps grimacing as if in pain. My daughter continues squirming and snuggling closer to him and it seems like it’s the cause of his discomfort.
“Kitty, are you alright?” I ask worriedly.
“Um,” he bites his lip and shakes his head. “M-my hips… It’s—”
“Rosy!” I suddenly shout without intending to. “Get up there already and wash up!”
“Why are you shouting?” Cheri frowns and hugs the little thorn beside him.
“I… I’m not shouting.” I say, surprised by my own loud voice. “This is like in a military drill. Come on, Rosalina Robinson! Wake up! Wake up! One, two, three!”
Rosy finally gets up from the warmth of the comforter, pouting but obediently follows my words anyway. Once my daughter enters the bathroom, I bend over Cheri and inspect him closely.
“Kitty, I’m gonna transfer you to the bedroom, alright? Even if the comforter is thick, I know it must still be uncomfortable to your body after last night.”
“And whose fault is that?” Cheri growls through clenched teeth and throws me a glare.
“It’s my fault. It’s totally my fault.” I kiss him on the lips, eyes and nose and lips again. “Sorry, alright. Come here, I’ll bring you to bed now so you can continue sleeping there.”
I carry Cheri up towards the bedroom and place him on the bed. I kiss him again before tucking him under the covers and leave to make breakfast. While I inspect my fridge, the bathroom door opens and my daughter comes out of it already freshen up.
“I went in your comforter this morning coz I wanted to cheer up Auntie Cheri after you fought with her last night.”
“Fought?” I repeat with a frown. “We didn’t fight, sweetheart.” I say while grabbing ingredients for an easy omelet.
“You were! Don’t lie to me. I heard your loud voice. You were shouting at Auntie and even cursing her so much. It really frightened me that I wanted to come out and rescue her. But I heard her cursing you back in the bathroom so I guess that put you in your right place, huh?”
I wince as memories of last night come back to me and hide my face in shame. How could I forget this cheap apartment has paper thin walls. Not to mention the bedroom and the bath stand adjacent to each other. Damn it!
“Make sure you apologize to her, alright?” Rosy demands tyrannically.
“I already did, sweetheart. We don’t sleep on an unresolved argument.” I give her a reassuring smile before starting the stove. “Now go on and change your clothes.”
When I was living alone, I wasn’t bothered being noisy coz the apartments in each side of mine were vacant. But now I have my kitty in heat and… yeah. It’s totally not good to have wild sex with a kid at home. I discreetly tap my crotch as if in consolation.
Don’t worry, buddy. We’ll get some fun action again once this thorn returns to her mother.
Breakfast soon is prepared so I ask Rosy to go and wake up Cheri. The girl’s more than eager to do so, calling out “Auntie, auntie” in a singsong. I was sure to mention to her that Cheri’s a man so I don’t know who taught her to call Cheri that way.
Cheri joins the table after taking a quick freshen up in the bathroom. My shirt he’s wearing is too loose for him resulting for the collar falling off to the side, exposing one thin and smooth shoulder. I steal a kiss on his cheek, right the shirt up before sitting on the table as well.
The conversation during breakfast is mainly dominated by me and my daughter. We’re both noisy and loud while Cheri listens to the side with an ever sweet smile on his lips. I reach forward and hold his hand. He blinks and glances at Rosy before tugging his hand away.
I know he’s just being shy around my daughter but… Ouch. I feel like I just got rejected. Rosy snickers and I look at her grinning smugly at me. I can practically see a score board on her head taking points between me and Cheri. She really thought we were fighting, huh.
After breakfast, Rosy picks up her plate and carries it to the sink before rushing to the bathroom, probably to brush her teeth. Cheri stands up as well and I follow suit, stepping behind him and trap him in my arms as I lean my hands against the table.
“Hey, now.” Cheri glances around us but Rosy hasn’t come out of the bath.
“What? I’m not doing anything.” I nibble on his earlobe and whisper into his ear. “Yet,” he blushes instantly that I can’t help but grab him around the waist, kissing his shoulder that’s exposed once again. “So Rosy heard us last night.”
“Wh-what?” He exclaims in obvious mortification. “That was inappropriate!”
“Well, she thought we were fighting. You know, because we were cursing each other back and forth.” I sneak a hand under his shirt, slide up to his chest and scratch his nipple. “So she told me to apologize to you.” I nip his neck and look him at the side. “Can you forgive me?”
He turns to me with a raised brow. “I don’t think you’re sorry though.”
“Damn right you are.” I grin, give him a peck on his lips while pinching his puckered nipple.
“Dad, I’m gonna turn on the TV!” Rosy calls out as soon as she comes out of the bath.
“Sure thing, sweetheart.” I answer over my shoulder and continue flirting with Cheri.
“Hey now, Kaye.” He looks uncomfortable now that Rosy’s back and tries prying my hand out under his shirt. “If I knew this would happen, I would’ve offered my place for us to stay. It’s spacious and has spare bedrooms for Rosy.”
“Hmm… You’re right. Your place is better and bigger to live together.”
“W-what?” Cheri’s eyes bulge in surprise at my suggestive words but I only smile at him innocently.
“How are you with your manuscript?”
“Well, I’m good. I managed to finish two months’ worth of episodes.”
“Whoa! You must be really inspired, huh?”
Cheri doesn’t answer and only bites his lip to suppress a smile. Hmm, am I being presumptuous to say I’m the reason to his inspiration. Or am I his inspiration myself? Wow, that really lift up my mood better.
“Why, what about my manuscript?” He asks belatedly.
“Well, since you’re way too advanced, then maybe it’s alright if I ask you to take a break from work today. I’d like to take you and Rosy out for a date.”
“Sounds good.” Cheri smiles brightly and my heart melts seeing it. “Let me help wash the dishes first.”
“Oh, no. No—” I pick up both his hands and lift it up to my lips, placing one kiss on each of his palm. “I can’t let these hands work in the kitchen or it might get hurt. They’re precious after all.”
“You’re exaggerating. How can I hurt myself just by washing the dishes?”
“Who knows… Just go and tell Rosy we’re going out. Ah, but about your clothes, I think I have—”
“Let me drop by my place first. I’ll change into my own clothes.”
“You should’ve brought a few yesterday, you know.”
“Well, now that we’re going to live together in my place, I don’t need to. Do I?” He smirks and returns me the innocent look.
I blink in surprise at his innuendo. Well, he sure catches up easily. I grin back, pinch his chin and kiss him deeply on the lips. When I finally release him from my hold, I smack his ass playfully and send him away to prepare while I clean up the table.
As per agreed, we drop at Cheri’s place first so that he can change into his own clothes. The doorman and the security nods at me in recognition as they saw us getting in the building with Cheri himself. They also write down Rosy’s name as privileged guest.
“Wow, auntie Cheri, this is where you live?” Rosy exclaims in awe while looking around Cheri’s condo. “It’s so big and looks luxurious. Can we stay here? Can we? Can we? Please?”
“Of course!”
“Not,” I interrupt. “Maybe I can live here but not you. You are living with your mother after all.”
“Huh? B-but…” Rosy grimaces as if just remembering she’s only on a vacation with me. “Um, why am I not living with you in the first place, dad?”
“Uh…” I rub my chin in slight agitation. “You should ask your mother that. But I’d rather you don’t.”
“What does that even mean?”
“Please, go on and change already.” I tell Cheri who then blinks as if startled by my sudden change of topic.
“O-oh… Yes, yes!”
That sure puts a strain to my mood. Damn it!
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