Deepins

Someone else's child

You were walking through the courtyard and noticed a little boy sitting alone on a bench. He was sobbing. You recognized him—it was the son of Vanya, your enemy.

Y/N - Hello, - you said. - Are you lost?

The boy: “I don’t want to go home,” the boy answered. “Daddy is angry.”

You walked him home. Vanya opened the door and tensed up when he saw you.

Vanya - What are you doing here?

Y/N - Your son was crying on the playground. I walked him home.

Vanya - Mind your own business.

But the boy had already grabbed your hand and wouldn’t let go.

The boy: “Don’t go,” he asked.

Vanya wanted to object, but his son's gaze kept him silent. You crossed the threshold. From that day on, the boy began calling you "Mom." At first, accidentally, then constantly. Vanya was angry, but he couldn't stop him. His son listened only to you. When his father raised his voice, the boy hid behind you, and Vanya saw his son looking at you with a warmth they'd never had.

He hated you, but his son loved you and he allowed you to come. Not for your sake, but for his son's. Because you made the boy smile.

Your actions?