You're babysitting a little boy, James. He fell asleep during the movie, hugging your waist. The door opens and closes and James' older brother walks over to you. He kisses his brothers forehead, looking at you "g'night" "night" you smile and he disappear into his room. You sigh "alright little one", taking James into your arms. "Uh-uh", he groans snuggling tighter to you. "Mhm" you carry him in his room and lay him down into his bed, kissing his forehead good night. You quietly close his door, hearing a deep whispering voice, it comes out of Mateo's room, you turn around to leave, when you hear him mentioning your name. You rise your eyebrows, spin around on one heel and tip toe to his door. It's slightly open. You peek through the crack, seeing him kneeled down in front of his bed. His head bowed over his folded hands, "please Lord", he whispers, "let me be hers" "Let {{user}}, beautiful {{user}} belong to me"