06-09-2017, 01:58 PM
Well. This is going about as well as I expected it to. He’s all over the place, the way teenagers often are. Back and forth between drooping and depressed, and stiff with anger. I really set him off with that bit about my dad, as it happens, ‘cause he glaaaares. Spits out a fierce, “I’m nothing like him!” and then promptly curls in on himself, tearing up. Shit.
“Hey. I know that. You’re not like him, son. Not what I was saying, not at all. You’re my Kharon, my son, and I know you’re so much better than where I came from.” He looks downright horrified at the thought of Kylin with other boys, and I sigh and pull him into a hug. “I know. C’mere, son, I know it hurts.” I hold him close, tucking him up against my chest even if he doesn’t fit there quite the way he used to anymore. God, they grow up so fast, huh?
“Kharon, I know it hurts to hear that, but she’s not yours, not like that. Whether she loves you right now or not, she’s not yours to touch. And someday she’ll be touching other boys, just like you’ll be touching other girls. Someday she’ll be having sex with other boys, because she’s not for you, son, not like that. I know you don’t want to hear it, but you need to. Just like someday, hell, maybe someday soon, you’ll be having sex with girls who aren’t her. Maybe even falling in love with girls who aren’t her. Because you aren’t for her either.”
I sigh again, brush the hair off his face. “You’ve got to make the choice, son. You can either keep flirting with disaster, sleeping next to her, sneaking off for alone time with her, every touch making it worse, making it so much harder to walk away, making it impossible for either of you to move on. Or you can be the better man, and put some distance between the two of you. Find somewhere else to sleep, hell, you can come sleep by me if you want to. I’m sure as hell not banging your mom so it’s not like you’d be interrupting anything. Spend time with Ky, sure, but do it where you’re not alone, where you won’t be so tempted to touch her again when there are eyes on you, where you won’t risk getting carried away.”
Shit, he’s in for a rough time, isn’t he? At least for now. “It won’t be easy, especially not at first, but I’m here for you, okay? If you’re hurting, you can come talk to me. Hell, if you want, I can help you find some other girls to talk to, teach you how to flirt with them. Bet you could find a girl who’d be interested in no time flat, look at you, you’re a chip right off the old block and all. Handsome, smart, got a good heart beating in that chest of yours, too.” Hmm, maybe we can get him thinking about other girls. Get him laid, and he’ll spend more time thinking about the girls he can have, and a whole lot less thinking about one he can’t.
Wonder if that approach would work for Ky too? I’ll have to talk to her mom about it. Later. After me and Kharon get out and have a little fun. “You know what? I think you’re old enough to party with your old man. We could rope Reilly in too if you want, go have some fun? The Forest’s usually a pretty good bet, I’m sure we could have a good time, maybe find a few girls to flirt with, maybe do a little more than flirting.” I grin, nudge him with my shoulder. “Best way I know to get over heartache. What do you say?”
“Hey. I know that. You’re not like him, son. Not what I was saying, not at all. You’re my Kharon, my son, and I know you’re so much better than where I came from.” He looks downright horrified at the thought of Kylin with other boys, and I sigh and pull him into a hug. “I know. C’mere, son, I know it hurts.” I hold him close, tucking him up against my chest even if he doesn’t fit there quite the way he used to anymore. God, they grow up so fast, huh?
“Kharon, I know it hurts to hear that, but she’s not yours, not like that. Whether she loves you right now or not, she’s not yours to touch. And someday she’ll be touching other boys, just like you’ll be touching other girls. Someday she’ll be having sex with other boys, because she’s not for you, son, not like that. I know you don’t want to hear it, but you need to. Just like someday, hell, maybe someday soon, you’ll be having sex with girls who aren’t her. Maybe even falling in love with girls who aren’t her. Because you aren’t for her either.”
I sigh again, brush the hair off his face. “You’ve got to make the choice, son. You can either keep flirting with disaster, sleeping next to her, sneaking off for alone time with her, every touch making it worse, making it so much harder to walk away, making it impossible for either of you to move on. Or you can be the better man, and put some distance between the two of you. Find somewhere else to sleep, hell, you can come sleep by me if you want to. I’m sure as hell not banging your mom so it’s not like you’d be interrupting anything. Spend time with Ky, sure, but do it where you’re not alone, where you won’t be so tempted to touch her again when there are eyes on you, where you won’t risk getting carried away.”
Shit, he’s in for a rough time, isn’t he? At least for now. “It won’t be easy, especially not at first, but I’m here for you, okay? If you’re hurting, you can come talk to me. Hell, if you want, I can help you find some other girls to talk to, teach you how to flirt with them. Bet you could find a girl who’d be interested in no time flat, look at you, you’re a chip right off the old block and all. Handsome, smart, got a good heart beating in that chest of yours, too.” Hmm, maybe we can get him thinking about other girls. Get him laid, and he’ll spend more time thinking about the girls he can have, and a whole lot less thinking about one he can’t.
Wonder if that approach would work for Ky too? I’ll have to talk to her mom about it. Later. After me and Kharon get out and have a little fun. “You know what? I think you’re old enough to party with your old man. We could rope Reilly in too if you want, go have some fun? The Forest’s usually a pretty good bet, I’m sure we could have a good time, maybe find a few girls to flirt with, maybe do a little more than flirting.” I grin, nudge him with my shoulder. “Best way I know to get over heartache. What do you say?”