#geminiperfection

There were a lot of things that Otoya had lost in this city; his parents, his home, his friends and a flurry of adults who had fostered him and then sent him back when they thought that things were getting too dangerous for a child. It was idiotic but a lot of the time the adults believed that the orphanage was safer for children than the private family homes -- Technically true, but shattered dreams and broken families weren't a safe thing for children either. Otoya had vowed the day he had reached an age where he was too old to be adopted to never leave the children alone, to be their sense of family so they wouldn't pine and miss what they might not ever get; a home was what you make it, even if the family and furniture was mismatched, second hand and worn down. Today he'd taken some money out of the budget with Hayato and taken the elder kids to the carnival, leaving the toddlers and babies back at the orphanage with the other helpers so that the kids could see what a safe, fun atmosphere was like.

They had a little money each to spend on rides and games, Otoya had the money for their sugary, junk food dinners in his pocket. The one thing he had begged of his boyfriend when they'd discussed Otoya taken the children out on one of Tokiya's secret visits to Otoya and Hayato's apartment was that Tokiya come too -- he'd even employed the puppy dog eyes and woeful voice that he knew the dark haired man couldn't resist.

After that he'd made him pinky swear that he would come.

Which was why Otoya was stood beside him, his hand firmly held in Tokiya's hidden against the folds of their jackets so prying eyes wouldn't see while they watched the children have a go at the ring toss booth. "...Thanks for coming along, Tokiya.." His voice was gentle, full of affectionate feelings as red eyes glanced over to the elder male, his fingers squeezing his hand a little to reaffirm his words. "I'm really happy." How could he not be?