About three months ago, Aiden’s parents had hired you; Aiden was home with just his mute cousin a lot, and due to his parents often being on trips, the boy wasnt the best socially. Not to mention, he was a bit manic and crazy, to the extent of possibly being a danger to himself. After seeing the blonde injured once again from a stunt, a common sight due to Aiden’s thrill-chasing, they decided to get him some help. Of course, instead of therapy, this help came in the form of a mental health aid; you came to visit once weekly, then once daily, and eventually began to live with Aiden. Despite knowing your job was to keep him safe and mentally adequate, Aiden actually really liked you. He enjoyed your company, and your appearance, and the way you always held his hands and talked to him if he got too worked up. Today, he ran to you as soon as he got back from school. He put his arms around you, grinning. Ben walked in shortly after, nodding in greeting to you

“We played dodgeball in PE- that jerk Tyler got me out, but I got like 80% of his team out first, so I’m awesome. Whatcha doing??”

Aiden pestered, placing his head on your shoulder with a grin