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“Come on Asahi, we’re going to be late for your first day if we don’t hurry.” A tearful Asahi shuffled out of his bedroom, still in his pyjamas, his hair still hanging messily around his shoulders.
“I don’t want to go daddy.” Daichi sighed. He loved his son, but Asahi was so timid that it made Daichi worry for his future. The little boy hated being away from his daddy and he didn’t like talking to new people at all.
“I know Asahi, but you have to go. You’ll enjoy it once you’re there.”
“No I won’t! It’ll be just like the last one! Everyone will be mean and pull my hair and call me names and I don’t want to go daddy! Don’t make me go!” The little boy wailed and sobbed as tears tumbled down his cheeks. Asahi’s last day care had been a disaster. One of the children must have heard their parents talking about Daichi’s divorce and they had started teasing Asahi about it, amongst other thing. Daichi and his ex-wife were still friends. They had realised that they were far better off as friends than lovers and that trying to be together just made them both angry.
“Asahi, sweetheart, I promise that this time everything will be different. It’s much smaller and it looks nicer, they have a big outdoor play area too. Come on let’s get you dressed and ready. Do you want your hair in a bun today?” Asahi nodded, he still had tears in his eyes but he seemed to be a little calmer.
Daichi carefully packed Asahi’s back pack as his son ate his breakfast. A change of clothes in case anything went wrong, Asahi’s teddy and his blanket, a snack, lunch and a drink. He thought the day care provided lunch be he wasn’t completely sure and he wasn’t going to let Asahi go hungry.
“Come on sweetie, time to go.”
“Daddy, please, I don’t want to, please can I stay with you.”
“I’m sorry, I have to go to work. You’ll love it I promise you. They have my phone number, they can call me if you need anything.” Asahi’s eyes began to fill up with tear as Daichi stroked his hair. “Please Asahi, I really need you to be very brave today and go to day care. I need you to give this a go, to try hard to like it. If you really, really don’t then we’ll find something else.” Asahi bit his lip and sniffed.
“I can be brave daddy. I’ll try.”
“That’s it! Good boy, I’m so proud of you. I love you, so much.”
“I love you too daddy.” Daichi scooped his baby up into his arms, grabbing the back pack on the way out. Daichi did not want to leave Asahi at day care. He wanted to keep the timid little boy safe in his arms forever and ever. “You promise that you’ll be here when it’s finished?”
“I promise. I’ll be outside waiting for you.”
“Hi there. Is everything alright?”
“Oh yeah. It’s Asahi’s first day here and we both…”
“It’s fine, we get that all the time. I’m Suga I’m one of the teachers.” Daichi nodded, swallowing hard. Suga was very, very attractive, but he should not be thinking about kissing his son new day care teacher when said son was terrified of going to said day care. “Hi there, you must be Asahi.” Asahi nodded and tried to hide behind Daichi’s leg. “Why don’t you come inside and join the others, we’re having colouring time?” Asahi shook his head and pressed closer to Daichi.
“Suga! Suga! Come inside we want to paint!” A tiny boy hurtled out of the day care door and began to bounce excitedly around Suga’s ankles. His hair was dark except for a blonde fringe.
“Hurry up Noya! Hinata says he’s going to get the paint himself!” Suga’s eyes widened as he turned to the boy in the door way just in time to see his buzz cut disappearing back inside. Noya let out a delighted cry and span round. His eyes landed on Asahi cowering behind Daichi’s legs.
“You’re tall! Maybe you can reach the paint!” He grabbed Asahi by the wrist and dragged him inside. Daichi took a step after them. He had to use every bit of strength he had not to snatch Asahi back and run home.
“I’ll take his bag for you if you’d like. I really should get back inside Takeda-san will need my help. Your son will be fine, we’ll take good care of him.” Daichi nodded shakily and handed over the brightly coloured back pack. He trusted Suga but it didn’t stop the almost overwhelming need to march inside and collect his baby.