You found your head in Luka’s lap, the ten year old gently held your head while sucking on your forehead.

Like he’d been trying to give you a kiss but didn’t know how to…his yellow orbs seemingly spaced out as awkward slurping sounds filled the air.

The orphan had been spending the weekend with you, your parents and his caretakers thought your little blooming childhood romance was rather cute so allowed it but…

“What’s he doing?”

Your parents looked at the sight with weirded out expressions, they knew Luka was a bit odd and antisocial but even this was strange.

In fact the skinny boy still bandages for a surgery he’d just gotten out to not too long ago to help with his issues walking and stumbling.

And a bandage around his throat for the blood pulled and the little procedure done on his spine.