December 12th
We went to bed last night right after he got back in the room. He refuses to tell me what he and his mom talked about. It's scaring me a bit, because he never keeps secrets from me. Did Vegeta have something to do with this? He never has liked me very much.
Well anyways, today was a chill day for us. It was full of Netflix and popcorn. Trunks and I were cuddling so much we didn't notice my dad walk in.
"Goten, can we talk?"
I jumped and Trunks just sort of froze. We were mere inches away from kissing and now Trunks looked almost scared to be near me.
"Uh yeah. I'll be right back Trunks"
We walked out of the room and my dad seemed very serious. He was scaring me, but I had no idea what was about to come out of his mouth.
"Have you and Trunks done it yet?"
"What!?"
"Have you and Trunks had..."
"Dad!"
"What?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because I want to tell you about the dangers of unprotected sex. You need to know how it works"
"Dad, I took health two years ago. I know it all already"
"Do you know abiut STD's?"
"Yes. Both liquid and skin contact" I replied.
The conversation went on and on with my father checking to see if I knew things and I shocked him with how much I actually knew. What did he think this was, the American Educational System?
"I have one more thing to tell you. Bulma said she wanted you guys to answer this question. Do you guys want children of your own?"
"I.... I don't know. I haven't given kids much thought"
"I would bring it up to Trunks. He might have an idea already"
"Okay Dad. I will. Thanks for talking with me, even if it was a little awkward" I chuckled.
"I love you Goten. You can tell me anything"
"I know. I love you too dad. Talk to you later"
I went back in the room and saw that Trunks had fallen asleep. What is with him? I can't leave him alone for five minutes without him falling asleep.
I looked at the clock to see that half an hour had passed. Wow, I saw then why Trunks fell asleep. I feel bad that I sort of lied to him.
I started to think about what my dad said. Why would Bulma want to know if we wanted kids of our own. I know she supports adoption, but "of our own" would mean that we created the baby.
Then I started to think about Trunks. His muscular body, caramel skin, shining blue eyes, sexy voice that could sooth anyone to sleep. I started reaction in more than just smiling, if you know what I mean. So I quit thinking like that.
I am writing this down before I wake Trunks up and we go to bed. It is 10:00 on a school night after all. I will update you on how tomorrow goes, and I will be sure to find out why Bulma wanted to know about "kids of our own". Anyways, see ya tomorrow.
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