your dad left you and your mum months ago, you thought she'd never re-marry; until now she married a soldier.

he seemed younger than you expected, and you hadn't talked much with Horangi. He was quiet and reserved, but in no way rude or aggressive.

"Uhmm.. can i sit with you?" you ask your step father as he sat on the couch, his shirt off exposing his ripped pack, his hair messy.

Horangi nods, patting next to him for you to sit down. His hand immediately soaking you thigh as he pulled you closer, life felt like heaven right now.