"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Simon looked back for the fiftieth time that morning.

"I'll be fine. Look you're going to be late for work if you keep this up." Aaron pushed him out the door. "Be safe at work." He bid him goodbye with a small wave and a reassuring smile.

Before the elder could add anything, Aaron shut the door. He didn't understand why Simon was being so protective of him with this guy. How bad could he actually be?

Aaron cleaned up the kitchen after feeding Casper his breakfast and finally got out of his sleepwear. He put on some shorts and a sweatshirt before turning on the television and turning on a random episode of Clannad. He had already watched the entire show a few weeks back but he was bored so he just replayed some of his favourite scenes.

He was so immersed into the show that he ended up watching the entire first and second season all over again. So while he was busy bailing his eyes out at Nagisa's death scene, he didn't notice that someone had been knocking for the past five minutes or so.

When he finally heard, he sprinted out of the comfortable sofa and ran to the entrance, opening the door without looking for who was there.

Standing before him now was the man that Simon had showed him the night before. "Took you long enough." Alan said with a sigh and walked passed Aaron and into the house. Alan looked around the place and shook his head. "This fucker never changes, does he?" He made his way further into the house and to the corridors.

He didn't look mean. He was a few centimetres shorter than Simon and was built like an athlete. Everything was going okay. He hadn't even offered a handshake so there was no need to alarm Simon.

He sat back on the sofa and continued playing the show. "You! Kid! Get over here!" He heard Alan call out.

He rushed over and found him standing inside his bedroom. He seemed to be looking for something. "Y-Yes?" Aaron replied and stood by the door.

"You sleep here right?" Alan asked and Aaron nodded quickly in response. "You wouldn't happen to know a room that looks like a daycare now would you?" He asked.

The mysterious secret playroom? It must've been that. But Aaron wasn't supposed to know about that place so he shook his head in denial. "Come here." He gestured with his fingers.

Hesitantly, Aaron took small steps until he was standing a few inches away. "Are you sure you don't know? The room was connected to this exact bedroom." Alan said, making his way closer to Aaron, closing the gap between them.

"I-I don't. He hasn't showed me anything like that." Aaron shook his head again and was about to take a step back but Alan grabbed his hand and stopped him.

"Listen here. I don't want to say things I shouldn't so show me where the fucking room is or this won't end well." His tone was a bit more aggressive now.

"I'm sorry I don't—" he paused when his body was suddenly thrown on the bed and Alan hovered over him, pinning both his hands on the bed.

"You've lived here for a while Okay, he's probably already told you about Delaney then. So is there room in this house that he keeps locked at all times?" Alan wasn't yelling or anything like that, he was just being aggressive. His words came out with so much force and every time he spoke, his grip around Aaron's wrist tightened.

Alan let go of one of Aaron's wrists and held them both with one hand. He reached for Aaron's face and trailed his fingers down the boy's body and stopping at the hem of his shorts. "Are we going do play tough, or am I going to get the information I want?" He pulled the elastic of the shorts and released them, trailing his hand down Aaron's hips.

"I really don't know anything." Aaron tried to reason but nothing was going through this guy. How did he know that he wasn't telling the truth?

Alan's hand came up again and went under Aaron's sweatshirt. But at that moment, the door busted open and a furious Simon barged in with fire coming out of his nostrils.

"Alan! What the fuck did I tell about touching?!" He cursed out loud and rushed to them, pulling Alan off of Aaron by the hood of his jacket. "Seriously man, I wish you could listen for just a fucking second." He sighed and pushed him out of the way, turning his attention to Aaron.

The boy had sat up and pushed himself to the headboard of the bed, arms wrapped around his legs and head semi buried in his lap. "Aaron are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Simon softly asked and went around to the right side of the bed so he could be a bit closer. "I'm sorry, I never should've left." He added and pulled Aaron's head up to face him.

He wasn't crying, but his face was completely red and his eyes were a bit watery on the rims. Simon turned his head to Alan. "Can't you do something without fucking up for once? Look you made him cry." He said to him, but the Male only gave a sheepish grin.

Simon sighed and cupped Aaron's cheeks. "It's okay, I won't let him in my house ever again okay." He heard Alan gasp. "And it's a good thing I bought some ice cream on the way, you'd like that right." He smiled at him, earning a small nod.

Simon helped him off the bed. "Sy, c-can I have ice-cream too?" Simon shot him a glare and Alan looked away, swaying his body from side to side.

Aaron sat down on the breakfast bar as Simon opened the box with ice cream sandwiches. "Vanilla, strawberry or mint?" Simon looked up at Aaron.

"Strawberry is okay." He replied, he had gotten a smile back and was swinging his legs back and forth.

"I'll get the mint flavour if that's okay." Alan's voice was heard by the entrance of the kitchen.

"You're not getting anything Al." Simon said simply and opened the requested strawberry for Aaron. "Here ya go. Don't eat to fast or you'll freeze your brain." He smiled cheekily.

Alan walked over and stood next to Simon across from Aaron. "What little-space age does he range in?" He asked with his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jacket.

Simon looked at him with wide eyes and smacked him in the back of the head. "Learn to keep your mouth shut will you?" He whisper-yelled.

"I just wanna know if he's older or younger than I am—Wait! He doesn't know about cgl?" Simon smacked him again and Alan covered his mouth after realising.

"Headspace? Cgl?" Those are words he had never heard before. He just silently ate his ice cream, getting the sides of his mouth a bit dirty. Like, was there a right way to eating an ice cream sandwich? (Please reply if you know cause I'm lowkey struggling here.)

"Be careful, you're feeding your entire face." Simon let out a small chuckle but Alan started laughing, he shot him another glare that could probably send him to mars in seconds flat.

His little treat ended way to quick and he was back on the sofa to watch the rest of his episode after washing his face.

Simon and Alan stayed back, having a conversation about who knows what. Casper had fallen asleep ages ago so Aaron couldn't play with him at the time.

"And please, you're definitely not welcome here ever again." Simon said to Alan as he closed the front door.

Simon made his way and sat next to Aaron, he had given up on watching Clannad he couldn't handle all the different emotions that were attacking him all at once.

He was now watching a Thai drama on Netflix called The Underwear. It was pretty descent and wasn't too vulgar.

"Don't you have to go to work?" Aaron asked, eyes glued on the show playing on the television.

"I don't feel like it anymore. I already called to let them know though." Simon replied.

Silence filled the room for a few minutes. Not that it made him uncomfortable or anything, but Simon was just staring at him with a smile on his face. He didn't know how to act, it made him feel a little shy though.

He glanced over at him and much to his surprise, Simon had fallen asleep. His head was leaning on the couch while still facing Aaron. He had such a soft and calm expression on his face and he kinda looked a bit tired too.

Aaron couldn't stop looking at the elder. His face was now flushed and his heart was beating an unfamiliar pace.

He scooted close to Simon and carefully rested his head on the man's shoulder, letting Simon's head rest on his own head.

He ended up falling asleep as well with the tv still on.