legal registrations are meant to be broken | allen
Kaito had never heard of involuntary adoption, but he hadn't ever experienced arranged marriages up until now either, so he made a point of not being surprised when he found out he and Sal apparently had a kid. His initial reaction may have been something along the lines of 'what' and 'no way', but he returned to a stage of general teenage apathy by the time it had sunk in.
To begin with, he had no idea how to raise a kid, and he doubted that Sal did either, because between the two of them, there had been some establishment that the shark was the more adult of the two and Kaito, with his pranks and attempts to pursue danger like following a model train along the tracks, was the child. As much as he looked up to the figure of his father in the past and in every way attempted to replicate his greatness, parenthood had not been one of those things.
The waiting process had been a lot like expecting Sal, except the apparent bond was different. Truthfully, he never planned to pursue a romantic relationship with the man and he probably wouldn't want to assume a parental status to this person either – what Sal wanted to do was up to him. As far as Kaito was concerned, he was pretty used to breaking the law, so he had no qualms with breaking the forced pact made with the governing society of Iunctum to assume a family. Officially, yes, but emotionally, he just wasn't interested
But he liked kids. He enjoyed playing with them, appealing to them, making them smile, so he was weak to the thought. It was just a pity that glued together families here were eschew in many ways, and one was that the children in families were honestly not children anymore. They were mostly two or three years give and take apart from their so called parents, so he imagined that being friends with their counterfeit kin was the best option.
---- But meeting Allen did not follow this long, methodical train of thought. Frankly, he forgot about it until he came face to face with the albino at their front door after coming home from school, sharing a glance with silvery eyes. Nevertheless, he was quick to register things, but he could not help but seem awkwardly casual when he pointed to the entrance, swinging his bag about over his shoulder.
“You're living here now, right?”
