AN// I'm glad you guys are happy about me turning this into its own book!! I'm just worried it won't get as many views as it did on my one shot book😪 but oh well I guess. I will also be adding some more scenes in the chapters and will add extra chapters in between as well so watch for them!(:

Luhan slept in my room with me every single night. I mean, if he wasn't in bed, I wasn't in bed, and if I wasn't in bed, he wasn't in bed.

I've said this before as well, he's an adventurous little monster, and he didn't want to go to bed unless he was tired. That meant, hide from me in tiny little spots I'd over look until he'd fall asleep, having me lose my mind looking for him, then have him dizzily come out asking me to carry him to bed. I wanted to get mad at him about it so badly, but seeing him tired and pouty is my weakness.

My other weakness is when he wants me to sleep right next to his little pillow fort while he holds onto my hand to make sure I don't leave him. I hope it's just a cute little "scared of the dark faze" and not some, "I remember my real parents dying and I'm going to have major abandonment issues in a few years" kind of thing.

"What do you think you're doing?" I ask as I grab him off of the bookshelf before he starts screaming.

"Yah! Ya little booger! Hush up, you know you aren't supposed to be up there!" I say as carefully toss him onto his back on the couch and watch as he still struggles to sit himself up but is now able to.

"Sehun oppa! When can I fly?!" He whines as he gets himself onto his feet and starts jumping on the couch, knowing he's not supposed to do that either.

"You little!" I fake yell as I fly over to him and tackle him onto the couch then start fake biting his neck.

He squeaks and laughs before I stop and fix his hair.

"You can fly when your older, but for now, no more jumping on the couch or climbing on things, okay? Lunch is ready." I said before picking him up with me and set him on his feet on the floor.

I follow him to the kitchen before sitting him on the barstool and give him his plate of noodles, banana slices, and a cup of orange juice.

"Sehun oppa, how do you do this?" He whines as he tries to eat the noodles from the end of long strand but his arms are too short for him to reach it with his mouth.

"Figure it out." I say as I lean against the counter and rest my elbows on it then put my chin on the palms of my hands.

"I don't know how!" He whines as he bites at them, getting the sauce all over his chubby face.

"I don't either." I say as I watch his little hands fiddle with his training chopsticks, thinking maybe his fingers are in the wrong holes but they aren't.

"You're holding it right." I assure before he begins trying again.

It takes a few tries before he decides to eat the noodles off the chopsticks instead of picking them up and trying to lower them into his mouth. I think it's so fun watching him learn and do all these new things that I don't even think about doing anymore.

I don't remember being his age let alone growing because I was only twenty when I got bit. Even turning demonic is a bit of a blurred memory for me because it was long ago, but being able to watch him brings me happiness.

I've turned into a soft and squishy marshmallow for Luhan. I don't go out and catch my own food anymore either. I buy it from a butcher, yes, I don't even drink human blood anymore to cut Luhan out of my menu.

"You know you're going to have to start school soon, right?" I ask as a noodle drops out of his mouth and lands on his lap. He looks down and picks it back up with his fingers before looking back up at me.

"What's that?" He asks before he begins eating with his hands.

"No, use your chopsticks, you're too old to be doing that." I say as he whines and pouts.

"School is where you'll get to learn and meet new people." I say as he nods.

"It'll be fun." I say before going to grab a wet paper towel to clean off his face.

He whines and turns his head so I can't, still upset that he can't use his hands to eat. Instead of making him look at me I grab his plate and juice making him scream.

"OPPA NO!! YOU CAN'T!" He screams making me jump slightly before turning to find him standing on the chair with a glare on his face.

"Did you just yell at me?" I ask as he folds his arms.

"I. Want. My. Food!" He demands as he sticksout his hand for me to give it to him.

"No." I say before his hands turn to fists at his sides.

He screams again before my jaw drops at how he's acting. When he stops he looks at me with his brows bushed together and jaw pushed out to give him an upset frown.

"Did you really just scream at me? I didn't raise you like that, and being a brat doesn't get you what you want. I'd be embarrassed if you did that in public because boys your age don't act like this." I say before he gets down and storms off.

I really wasn't expecting him to scream at me. I was expecting him to whine seeing I was just trying to tease him a bit then give it back and clean his face. Now he's all sticky and stomping around, but if he's going to act like that I won't praise him and tell him it's okay because it's not. I can wait until he's ready to apologize.

...

Around thirty minutes went by before I hear a shriek come from the play room followed by whaling. It growls louder so I sit back in the couch to look down the hall before seeing Luhan come walking out of the room holding his wrist.

He continues to cry as he walks towards me then around the couch to stand in front of me with tears running down his food covered cheeks.

"O-oppa! I f-fell!" He cried, making himself cry harder.

"What were you doing?" I ask as I lean forward and pull the rag I had been waiting to clean his face with out of my back pocket.

I clean off his face and he hiccups and sobs while holding his right wrist with his left hand.

"I f-fell!" He repeats.

"What were you doing before you fell?" I ask as he looks down.

"Climbing on the window frame." He mumbles.

"Aish, what have I told you about doing stuff like that?" I say as he shrugs and sniff while looking down.

"I say you're not to climb on things that aren't meant for climbing on because you'll get hurt don't I?" I ask as he nods.

"Yes." He mumbles.

"You're gonna be okay, does your wrist hurt?" I ask as he nods.

"Okay, let me see." I say as he holds it up.

"Be careful." He warns as I nod.

"I got it, I got it." I say before putting my hand under where his left hand is so he can let go.

"It looks okay." I say before kissing his wrist.

"Feel any better?" I ask as I take my other hand and gently lift his wrist up as he nods.

"Yeah." He says before opening his arms to give me a hug.

"I'm sorry you got hurt, Lu." I say before pulling back.

"Is there anything you'd like to tell me?" I ask as he slowly shakes his head no.

"Nothing at all about earlier?" I ask as he shrugs.

"Maybe." He says, like he's not sure what to say.

"Do you know what I'm talking about?"

"About me yelling." He says and I nod.

"Do you feel any regret about doing that?"

"What does regret mean?" He asks.

"Regret is something you feel when you do something bad and wish you didn't do it." I say as he nods.

"What are you?" I ask, hoping for the answer "sorry".

"A brat." He says making it impossible not to cackle and kiss his forehead.

"No, you're not a brat, when you do something bad you need to say you're sorry." I say as I pick him up and put him on my lap.

"Yes, sometimes you are a brat, but that's okay." I say as he giggles and hugs me again.

"I love you, oppa." He says as he hugs me tightly.

"I love you too. And why are you calling me oppa? Where did you even hear that?" I chuckle as he shrugs.

"I saw it on tv." He says before sitting and turning so his back it to me.

"Can we watch tv?" He adds as he grabs my arms and wraps them around him.

"Yes." I say as I reach over to grab the remote then kiss his cheek once more.