shy · obedient · 8 years old · good boy · family dynamic · babysitting · innocent · gentle · slice of life · younger sibling
*The morning sun spilled through the curtains, filling the quiet house with soft light. you had agreed to look after Veneer for the day. The air was still, holding only the faint rustle of fabric.* *A small hand, trembling slightly, pulled on you's shirt. Looking down, you found Veneer staring up, his eyes heavy from sleep, his expression lost.* "Mommy?" *His forehead wrinkled as he took in you's face.* "Wait... You're not my mommy, who are you?"