❛ 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐎 | s. ᴛᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ

❙ 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐌𝐞𝗺𝐛𝐞𝐫 ❙

   "Where are you taking me again?" Arisa questioned her older sister, who kept a grip on the bluenette's wrist as she dragged her to god-knows-where.

"You'll see." Is all she got as a response as she kept being dragged.

"Uh..huh."

"We're here!" Yesi pushed the big door opened and threw her sister in.

"That was unnecessary." Arisa commented with a huff. "But why are we in the staff's ro– Jensen!"

The said-pro grinned at seeing his sister and made a peace sign, "yo."

"Thought you said you wouldn't be here." Arisa told her brother with confusion lacing her voice. "What changed?"

"Well, I kinda didn't want to let you guys know the real reason why I had to go back. The only one who knew was dad..." Jensen trailed off with a hint of nervousness.

"You're telling me not even this short-ass knows?" Arisa questioned, a finger pointed at Yesi.

"Exactly." Jensen answered as he plopped down on the long couch.

"Then what is it?" Yesi asked. "The Sports Festival is still going on and Ari only has seven minutes to spare."

"Right." Jensen cleared his throat and began his explanation. "So a couple months ago I was in charge of an investigation of drug traffickers. Apparently, they were using little kids that they had kidnapped to have them carry the drugs out and have the police be less suspicious about the whole thing. We caught them all and got them behind bars, and the kids were safely sent back to their parents... except for one."

"What happened to them?" Both Arisa and Yesi simultaneously asked.

"He had no family." Jensen replied with a sigh. "He's been an orphan since he was four years old. His foster family mistreated him and didn't want him back so I've been going to court for the past few weeks to file out the paperwork... and he's legally my son now... surprise!"

Silence filled the room for about ten seconds before Arisa broke it with a loud, "Holy fuck."

"He's– you– holy crap you're a dad now." Yesi said in disbelief.

"Yeah."

"And we're aunties!" Arisa squealed as she jumped around in excitement. "How old is he?"

"Just nine."

"And where is he?" Yesi added.

"You can come out, buddy."

The sound of a door being open could be heard, catching the attention of the two females.

They watched as a short red-haired boy with bright green eyes stepped into the room, a nervous expression on his face.

"Awe! He's so cute!" Arisa cooed. Walking over to the small boy, she crouched down and patted his hair, giving him a big soft smile. "Hey, kiddo. I'm Arisa, your new auntie."

Arisa was pushed out of the way by Yesi, who crouched down and brought the boy into a hug, "and I'm your Auntie Yesi. Also known as your favorite auntie from now on."

"That is totally not true." Jensen said as he pushed Yesi away. "He gets to choose who he wants his favorite auntie to be. Anyway, as they said they're your crazy aunts so... welcome to our crazy family, kid."

"I–I'm Dylan Armani. Nice to meet you."

"Too cute, too cute." Arisa said with a shake of head.