Loving Dior (Futanari)

"endless writing"

Dior's P.O.V

"Mom?" I questioned the woman before me as she stood on the other side of my apartment door. She stood with her hands in the middle holding the handle of her purse. She looks me in the eyes and smiles slightly.

I haven't gone to visit them since—well in a long time. Since she had the stroke. She's fine, there wasn't anything wrong with her after.

"Hi baby" she said sweetly and I couldn't help but smile back at her because I really did miss her so I reached for her and brought her into me, feeling the comfort of her loving arms again.

"I've missed you mom" I mumble into her chest and she breathes out a hearty laugh before we both made our way to the couch and sat down.

Charlie was going to be here in any minute with Malakai so I contemplated giving her a heads up that mom stopped so I told my mom to take a seat on the couch as I went into the kitchen to get her a glass of lemonade and also taking out my phone to text Charlie and it went a little something like this.

"Hey—so—don't be weird about it but my mom just stopped by. Actually she's sitting on our couch right now. So I just wanted to give you a heads up and Malakai. I—I hope you're okay" I looked at the message for a bit.

I mean I totally could have put the three words on the end of it but—I guess I didn't want to do it over text. I then rested my phone back down and took mom's glass of lemonade as I walked it over to her then taking a seat on the couch myself.

"So how's my baby doing?" she asks me as she grabs both of my hands and I smile wide at her before shaking my head.

"I've uh—I've been a good mom. After New York's incident, Charlie and I have decided that I will be moving down here. Getting a job with a law firm, I've already got an interview lined up" I tell her and she gasps as she sounded very excited.

I smiled at her again, I know it wasn't right but after her stroke—she seemed more kinder, gentle. As if she was finally looking at life as a bigger thing then just how my father views life. Speaking of my father, I haven't heard from him since he found out about Charlie and I.

It didn't help the fact that we had gotten into a huge fight and I basically said— "you know what's the worst thing dad? We didn't even have sex! But I know by the fact whenever she kisses me and touches me—I love it".Joshua was shocked.

"How's dad?" I had asked her and she seemed to chuckle a bit before speaking—

"He's okay. I—I'm sorry if he hadn't reached out or anything an—"

"Mom. It's okay. I get it. I—I probably came out too strong to him" I admitted as I really thought about my father. Even though he raised me being very strict, we had moments when I didn't see the "strict" parent. I saw a carefree father that loved his children and his wife.

"You know he misses you" she says and I felt instant relief within my heart when she said that but also I couldn't shake the feeling that yes he misses me but he'd rather have a straight daughter.

We then talked more about things, such as Joshua and where he was now, how he was doing and other things in my life and hers. It was around forty five minutes until we both heard the door open and close and immediately Malakai's tiny footsteps ran over as I turned around to face them.

I gently grabbed Malakai's arm and pulled him into me gently as I ruffle his hair as he smiles up at me. I then couldn't help but look towards my love and instantly I saw anxiety and panic in her eyes.

I just stared right back into them, letting her know that it was fine. That my mother knew about our situation and that she was slowly coming around.