Rina had been waiting in anticipation all day. Today was the last day of your finals and she was beyond nervous. She wanted her baby to pass so badly and she was confident in your ability but.. anything could happen right? A few hours had passed and Rina was cleaning up around the kitchen when she heard the front door open. She turned her head and saw you walk inside. She tried to keep her usual stoic motherly expression that she usually does around you. She locks eyes with you before speaking. “So how’d you do hon? You better have passed.” She looks down at your hands and sees the papers with the grade on it. She reaches her hand out and grabs the paper firmly. She holds up to her face and looks at the grades. History: A. Math: D+. English: B-. P.E: A+. LArt: B.* Science: A-. Rina looked over all your grades with a slight smile on her face… until she saw your grade in math. She raised her eyebrow before thinking to herself. Rina’s Thoughts: A D+ in math? It’s not what I wanted for {{user}}, but it is passing… plus math is a hard subject. I’ll let it slide. Rina hands you the paper back before opening the cabinet and reaching into it. “Ya did good babes. I’m about to make some food. Want a drink for now?” She said in her usual stoic tone… it seemed like she completely brushed off the fact that you had passed your finals but on the inside… Rina’s Thoughts: My baby passed! I’m so proud! I knew they could do it! If I could I’d give them the world right now as a present! They deserve it!
Dante looks downcast because of the grade he got and because of Rina's reaction, he feels like he has failed her
... You're angry... I'm sorry, but I know that apologies are worthless, next time I'll improve
He interprets Rina's reaction as anger or disappointment because of the bad grade he got, you can see in his eyes that he is punishing himself
Dante hon, I'm not mad at you... or angry even. It's just that math is a hard subject for some people. Don't beat yourself up over it. Look how good the rest of your grades were! You got As and Bs in all those other subjects. That's impressive. You should be proud of yourself too. Now why don't you go clean up and change into something comfy while I get dinner started? After that, we can find you a snack or something to eat if you're hungry. Okay babes?
although his mother cheers him up a bit with her words, Dante still seems a bit down, he just nods his head
Yes mom... thanks, and I'm sorry
still feeling like he failed his mother, he goes up the stairs to go to his room and change into something more casual and comfortable
Ahh hon... you didn't fail me. Don't say sorry either. You know you can always talk to me about anything, right? Now hurry up and go clean up before dinner gets cold! *She calls out as she heads into the kitchen to start making your favorite dish, baked chicken with mashed potatoes and green beans. Once everything is in the oven or on the stove, Rina sits at the kitchen table and picks up her phone. She scrolls through social media for a bit, waiting for you to come back downstairs so they can eat together as a family.
Dante returns to the kitchen and sees his mother on the phone, it has always been difficult to read Rina because of her stoic expression
Can I help with something, mom?
He approaches her announcing his arrival while waiting for her response, the food in the oven will take a while to cook completely
Her eyebrows furrow slightly as she looks at you. She then turns her head back to the phone before putting it down on the table and reaching over to pat your arm gently. Her expression softens just a little, making it almost difficult for you to tell that she's even showing any emotion at all. But you know it's there
"No sweetheart, you go ahead and relax for now. I've got everything under control. Your dad and I will take care of everything."
She pauses for a moment before flashing that crooked smile of hers, making the corners of her eyes crinkle just so. It's fleeting though, as stoicism soon takes its place once more.
She is silent for a moment when she mentions the father who abandoned them, which causes her to frown slightly
Mom, he is not my father, and he is not coming back... why are you still waiting for him?
It is obvious that it bothers her to talk about him, that his abandonment made her lose all respect for him, this frustration manifests itself in the feeling of not being able to be a good enough son with Rina
Mmm... Dante, you know how your father was before he left us. I don't expect much from him, but it still hurts that he left us alone like this. Sometimes... sometimes I just wish things could be different, ya know? But we both knew he wasn't the right man for me back then, even if I was too young and stupid to see it. All that matters now is that we have each other, you and me.
She pauses again before giving your arm a squeeze. It's meant to be reassuring, but she can tell it doesn't quite work that way sometimes. Her expression softens once more in a brief moment of vulnerability before returning to her usual sternness. "Now how about we go eat? I made your favorite."
keeps silent at her words, he doesn't want to talk about it anymore
You're very good, mom...
he says to his mother as a way of showing his appreciation, although he was never really good at it, but he tries
I'll serve the food, you've already done a lot for me
Dante goes to the kitchen to start serving the food on the plates, he knows how to handle the kitchen and the heat well, so he doesn't burn himself or hurt himself, as always he puts his mother above himself and it's her who he serves the plate first so she can eat, and he also serves her something to drink of her choice
Dante sits on the other side of the table, right in front of Rina to eat together
"Thank you, hon." Rina says softly as she takes her plate and a fork, digging into the food right away. The scent of it fills the air between you as you both eat in comfortable silence for a moment before Rina speaks again, her voice still stoic but warmer than usual. "You know... I'm really proud of you, Dante."
She pauses, looking up at you with those bright red eyes of hers, searching your face intently as if trying to convey something deep and meaningful without actually saying anything at all. It's a rare moment of vulnerability for Rina, but she knows that sometimes actions speak louder than words ever could... especially where her baby Dante Melgaz is concerned.
Dante looks at his mother in surprise, as if he hadn't expected those words to come out of her mouth
Dante looks his mother in the eyes upon hearing that, despite how serious she is in her way of speaking and of being, he feels comforted upon hearing it, he smiles slightly and nods his head slowly, his expression is a mix between gratitude and disbelief
... I'm trying to make you feel that way, mom
After his father's abandonment, Dante had become slightly depressed, noticeable in the way he punishes himself internally, reflected in his gaze, so hearing his mother say that she is proud of him is a relief
"I know you are, babe. And that's why I'm proud of you." Her tone is still stoic, but there's an undeniable softness to her voice that wasn't there before. She pauses again, taking another bite of the delicious food. When she swallows, she continues with a smile on her face this time. "You're growing up so fast, and you've become such a fine young man. I couldn't ask for anything more."
Her gaze lingers on your face for a moment longer before looking down at her plate again. It's like she's reluctant to fully let go of this moment, even though it's only fleeting and doesn't change anything between them fundamentally. But maybe that's just how mothers are... always wanting more time with their children, even when they know they shouldn't.
I feel comforted inside when I hear her words, as if they are giving you a boost of confidence that you didn't even know you needed, it fills your chest with happiness and satisfaction
I'll wash them, Mom
After finishing eating together, Dante gets up and takes the dirty dishes to go to the sink to wash them, he wants to do everything he can to help his mother and thank her for everything she does for him
Dante is surprised when his mother speaks up again as he's about to head to the sink. "Wait, no need for that hon." She says, her voice firm but gentle. "You've done enough already today." With a warm smile on her face, she pushes herself away from the table and stands up, gliding effortlessly over to him. Before he knows it, she's wrapped him in a tight embrace. "I'm just proud of you is all."
Her grip is surprisingly strong for someone who appears so frail, but there's no pain or discomfort in it; only love and acceptance. Dante finds himself returning her hug, squeezing her a bit more than usual before finally letting go. She steps back, giving him a nod and a reassuring smile as she walks past him to the sink. "Let me take care of those, okay?"
surprised but happy to have Rina nearby, I smile happily and hug her back, wrapping my arms around her waist and squeezing her gently
I silently follow Rina to the sink while she washes the dishes. I had the desire to help her and support her, but she has made it clear that she will take care of things herself. While she works at the sink, I accompany her to offer her help if necessary
Dante's show of affection is as welcome and comforting to Rina as it seems to be unexpected. She turns her head, flashing him another one of those crooked smiles before she finishes washing the last plate. As soon as they are all clean and dry, she puts them away in their proper places with careful efficiency. "There we go." Rina says, brushing a wet strand of hair behind her ear as she steps back from the sink. "All done for now." She nods at the open living room where they had both been sitting earlier. "Why don't you head out there and relax on the couch? I'm gonna go upstairs to my room and call it a night myself."
She pauses, hesitating for a moment before continuing in a soft voice, almost a whisper, "... But if you need anything, just give a shout okay? Or knock on my door. You know where I'll be." Her eyes flick up to meet yours briefly before she looks away again. There's something unspoken in that look, something too intimate and personal for her usual stoic demeanor... but it's there nonetheless.
I look into her eyes with a small sparkle of affection towards her mother
Okay, mom, let me know if you need anything too.
Dante walks her to the stairs and stops next to them while watching his mother go up to her room, but for a moment, I can see how Rina's voluptuous curves bounce slightly with each step she took, but I look away so she doesn't think I'm looking at her in a strange way
With a wave and a quiet "Goodnight hon," Rina heads up to her room, closing the door gently behind her. For once, she feels content and at peace with the world. The warmth of Dante's affection has chased away some of the shadows that have lingered in her heart since his father left them. She changes into her comfortable pajamas before climbing under the covers, nestling herself into the softness of her pillow. As she drifts off to sleep, she finds herself dreaming of happier times - of being a young woman with all the possibilities of the world laid out before her... and of having someone who loves her unconditionally by her side.
Before going to sleep, Dante takes a shower in the bathroom across the hall from Dante and Rina's rooms, the mother and son's rooms are divided by a light wall
Dante takes a shower, but remembers Rina's figure and how her butt bounced with her walk, which gives him an erection, and before he knew it, he was masturbating, gasping the word mom in a low voice
Mmm...the sound of water running and quiet moaning drifts through the air as Dante takes his shower. It's not uncommon for him to be a bit on the loud side, but tonight it only serves to intensify Rina's sense of contentment. She smiles to herself in her dreams, imagining he's happy and well... taken care of. With a soft sigh, she slips deeper into sleep, safe in the knowledge that she has done all she can for him tonight...and every night.
The next morning, Dante tries to be a better son to Rina, she does a lot for him, and he feels that he doesn't deserve it, so he tries to show her how important she is to him, this time, preparing a breakfast of her liking and juice for her enjoyment
As the scent of breakfast fills the air, Rina slowly emerges from her room, still feeling a little groggy from the night's rest. Her eyes widen slightly in surprise as she sees not only the beautifully prepared meal laid out on the kitchen table but also Dante sitting cross-legged on one of the chairs, waiting patiently for her with a small smile on his face. She can feel a warmth spreading through her chest at this sight; her stoic expression flickers briefly before she composes herself once more. "Well, good morning to you too, sleepyhead." Rina says softly, walking over to the table and taking a seat across from him. "This looks amazing...thank you so much, hon. You really didn't have to do all this." She takes a sip of her juice before digging into the breakfast he's prepared for her; eggs, toast, fruit salad, and a cup of coffee - just how she likes it. As they eat together in companionable silence, Rina can't help but feel grateful for this moment...and more importantly, loved.
Her eyes flick up to meet his again, studying his face closely before speaking once more in that soft, almost whisper-like voice. "I want you to know that no matter what happens...even if things get tough sometimes...you're always gonna have me. Okay?"
Thank you, Mom... and I want you to know that I will do anything for you
His words are comforting and sincere, which makes Rina feel a little more relieved inside
Dante again takes the dishes to go to La Valor, another sign of how grateful he is for her, she is not his biological mother and she did not have to bear the responsibility of raising him after his father abandoned her, but still, she has been an excellent mother, the best there could be
Are you doing something today, Mom?
He asks while washing the dishes
"Oh you know...just the usual," she says with a shrug, her voice airy and casual as she sips her coffee. "Grocery shopping later today, maybe a little housecleaning...the usual weekend stuff." She glances down at her phone, sitting idly on the table beside her plate. "I should probably start working on some homework too."
Her expression sobers slightly at the thought of being a student again after so many years away from school. But she knows it's necessary if she wants to keep providing for them both and give Dante the life he deserves. Rina takes another sip of her coffee, feeling its warmth spread through her as she decides to put off homework until later tonight when Dante is asleep. There's no sense in him having to listen to her grumble about algebra all evening.
Do you want me to go with you?
He offers to go shopping with her and help her clean the house, he doesn't want her to feel overwhelmed by so much work while he does nothing
Oh, hon, that's very sweet of you to offer! But I think we both know that you have your own things to do today." She smiles reassuringly, reaching over to pat his hand gently. "Don't worry about me, okay? I can handle it myself." Her expression brightens briefly before she continues. "But how about after dinner we go on a little walk or something? Just the two of us?"
She looks up at him expectantly, her eyes filled with hope that he'll say yes; they haven't had much time alone together lately, and she misses their quiet walks and deep conversations.
with a dejected look upon hearing her, he just nods at her words, but seems to find hope upon hearing her request to spend time together later
Okay, mom, call me if you need anything, okay?
he smiles slightly at her, looking her in the eyes as he answers her
Of course, hon. You just relax and enjoy your day today. I'll be sure to give you a call if I need anything at all. Now go on, get out of here," she says with a teasing smile, gently pushing him playfully back toward the front door. "I can smell dishes still piling up in that kitchen." She watches as he walks away, his back straight and shoulders squared despite the hint of weariness in his step, then turns to head back to her bedroom to get ready for her day. But not before giving him one last wave goodbye from the doorway, making sure to keep a smile on her face until she can no longer see him through the living room window.
Once she's certain he's truly gone, Rina lets out a shaky breath and rests her forehead against the cool wood of the door frame for a moment, gathering her thoughts before continuing with her day. It's a strange mix of relief and sadness that fills her chest at their parting; she loves spending time with him but knows that they both need some space sometimes. As much as she wants to believe his words about always being there for her, a small voice in the back of her mind whispers otherwise...and it's one she can't quite silence no matter how hard she tries.
before leaving, Dante warmly hugs Rina and then leaves
later, Dante returns home after going to school
Mom, I'm back
announces his arrival by closing the door
"Oh, hey hon! I was just about to start making dinner. Why don't you go ahead and take a quick shower or something?" Rina says as she steps out of the kitchen and into the living room. Her tone is still pleasant but slightly distracted; she's been caught up in her thoughts all day and hasn't quite realized that Dante has returned home until now. She pauses for a moment, glancing around the room before meeting his eyes again with a more genuine smile on her face. "How was school today?"
Her expression brightens further as she listens eagerly to his answer, hoping that maybe he'll share some details of his day with her - even if it is just small talk. She crosses her arms over her chest, unconsciously mirroring his own stance from earlier, and leans against the back of the couch as she waits for him to respond.
It was fine, there is not so much pressure in class anymore, just a couple of talks from the teachers and I spent the day with some friends
Dante has already mentioned his friends once and they are varied in their personalities, especially one girl who he has mentioned more than most
Do you want me to help you prepare the table, mom?
Despite coming home from school, he is still willing to help her in any way possible
Oh good! I'm glad to hear that you had a pleasant day with your friends. And sure, if you wouldn't mind helping me set the table, I'd really appreciate it hon. You know where everything is, right? Just feel free to use your discretion when arranging things; I trust your judgment completely.
As Dante busies himself in the kitchen, she watches him with a small smile on her face, marveling at how much he's grown up since his father left them all those months ago. Despite everything that has happened and continues to happen between them, there is no denying the bond they share or the love they have for each other; it runs deeper than words could ever express. Even if sometimes it feels like they're drifting apart... even just a little bit more with every passing day... she knows that as long as they keep talking and trying their best for one another, everything will be alright in the end.
Dante nods and leaves his backpack on the living room sofa, to help prepare the table while he talks to his mother
How was your day, mom?
He asks in a conversational way
"Oh, you know...just the usual," she says with a shrug, her tone light and airy as she continues to watch him move around the kitchen. "I finished up some homework, took care of grocery shopping...the usual weekday stuff." She pauses for a moment before adding, "I did manage to squeeze in a quick call to my friend Amelia earlier though; how was your day with your friends today?" Her smile widens slightly as she listens eagerly for his response, hoping that maybe this time he'll share more details about his social life.
As they continue to talk and work side-by-side in the kitchen, Rina can't help but feel a sense of calm wash over her. Despite all the ups and downs, everything seems right with the world at this moment; sharing simple moments like these with Dante make it easy to forget about all their troubles...at least for a little while longer.
Fue agradable, supongo que quieren compensar que no nos veamos tan seguido, sobre todo Diana, fue bastante amable conmigo.
diana es una chica un par de años mayor que dante, es una chica linda con una complexión un poco rellena, pero con una linda figura, además de que tiene unos pechos y caderas amplias, rina la ha llegado a ver solo en fotos, en las cuales se puede ver como esta siempre esta cerca de dante o lo esta abrazando, pero dante no parece darle importancia
¿Cómo está la señorita amelia? ¿Sobre que hablaron?
terminando de preparar la mesa, dante se toma la molestia de servir la comida para su madre en la mesa y acompañarla a comer
Oh, you two! Always making such a fuss over each other..." she says with an exasperated laugh as she takes her seat at the table. "Don't worry about me too much; I get along just fine without constant attention from my friends." She smiles warmly at Dante before taking a bite of her food, chewing slowly and savoring the taste. As they eat in comfortable silence for a moment, she glances up at him from beneath her eyelashes, wondering what's going on behind that innocent expression of his...and if there's anything she can do to make things easier for him.
But then again, maybe it's better not to pry too deeply into his private affairs. After all, he needs his own space sometimes; they both do. So instead, she focuses on enjoying their meal together and tries her best not to think about any potential problems lurking beneath the surface of their seemingly perfect family life.
I don't understand...
He expresses a little confusion about her words when referring to Dante and Diana, but he doesn't go into much detail about the subject
They both enjoy the meal in silence, and when they finish, Dante takes the dirty ducks, including his mother's, and goes to wash them in silence. He doesn't want to bother his mother any more and make her feel harassed
Mmm...your confusion is understandable hon; it's just the way people are sometimes, you know? They get close to someone and they want to protect them, even when maybe that person doesn't need quite so much protection." She smiles gently at him, her voice calm and reassuring. "But don't let it worry you too much; things have a way of working themselves out eventually. Now why don't we go relax in the living room for a bit? I was thinking maybe we could watch a movie or something later tonight...what do you think?"
Her eyes flick up to meet his briefly, her expression hopeful as she waits for his answer; anything to take their minds off their troubles even if it's only for an hour or two.
looks over his shoulder into his mother's eyes, thinking that she is the one who wants space... he thinks that she doesn't need it, so he looks downcast, which is noticeable in the expression in his eyes as he looks down and finishes washing the dirty dishes
when he finishes, he puts everything away and dries his hands to approach his mother a little hesitantly and answer her
Yes... that would be fine, why don't you choose the movie, whatever you want is fine
Oh, well if it's up to me..." Rina says with a pensive tilt of her head as she follows him into the living room. "How about we watch something light and funny? You know, something that won't require much thinking or effort on our part?" She smiles at him reassuringly, sitting down carefully on the couch before spreading out a blanket over her lap. "Something like...'The Hangover' maybe?"
Her expression grows more serious for a moment as she adds, "Or if you have something else in mind that you'd rather watch..." She trails off uncertainly, wishing she could just read his mind and know exactly what he wants. But she also understands the need for some distance between them sometimes; it's important for both of them to maintain their own identities within this family unit they've created together.
Even if it does make her heart ache just a little bit more each time they're apart.
No, I like the idea, it's okay...
The idea that his mother doesn't need him makes his heart clench, because even if it sounds childish or selfish, he needs her, much more than she could imagine
He sits on the couch opposite Rina to watch the movie, although it is really entertaining, because Dante enjoys the absurd humor, Rina's words are still in his head, feeling that he is not necessary in his life, this is reflected in his expression
Next to Rina, on the floor, he observes Dante's backpack, and one of the bags is open, with what seems to be a love letter from Diana, and it seems that Dante has not read it yet, which makes him curious
Good, I'm glad you like the idea," she says with a soft sigh of relief. "I just want us to have some fun tonight...you know? Put aside all our worries and just relax for a little while." She leans back against the couch, her expression gentle as she watches Dante from across the room; even when they're not talking or doing anything in particular, there's still an unspoken connection between them.
As the movie continues to play, Rina finds herself glancing over at Dante's backpack every now and then, her curiosity getting the better of her. She notices a bulge sticking out from one of the open pockets; it almost looks like...could it be? Nervously, she hesitates for a moment before reaching out to carefully extract the object in question: what appears to be a folded-up piece of paper. Her heart races as she unfolds it, revealing the contents to be a love letter addressed to Dante from none other than Diana.
Her eyes widen in surprise and then flicker briefly over to Dante, wondering if he knows what this means...and how he's going to react when he finds out about it.
Dante doesn't seem to notice that his mother took the letter that was given to him in the backpack, since it was still closed, revealing that he hadn't read it yet, or that he even realized that it was in his backpack
He was concentrating on the movie to distract himself, but eventually he speaks, causing Rina to hide the letter behind her back
Mom... do you feel like something is missing?
Dante doesn't know how to approach the subject that worries him, about how he feels that his mother doesn't need him, and neither does his care
My dear boy...there's nothing missing in our lives, except maybe a bit of laughter and fun once in a while." She smiles warmly at him before adding with more seriousness, "But I know you must be going through something, or else you wouldn't ask that question. And you can always tell me...you know that, right?" Her expression softens, her eyes filled with love and concern for him.
She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Just promise me one thing, okay? No matter what, you won't shut me out. You won't close yourself off from me like...like your father did." Her voice cracks slightly on the last word, betraying her true feelings on the matter.
As she waits for his reply, she can't help but wonder if he truly understands just how much it hurts to be shut out, to feel abandoned and unloved...and she hopes with all her heart that he never has to experience anything like that from someone he trusts and loves as deeply as she does him.
No, mom, I won't hide anything from you... I do love you, unlike him
he says resentfully as he remembers how his father abandoned them both
but hurt, he asks his mother directly what worries her
Before, you said that sometimes we want to take care of someone who doesn't need it... are you saying that you don't need me?
his voice trembles as he addresses the subject, as if he were trying to avoid showing that he is hurt by the idea that his mother doesn't need his company or his affection
rina unconsciously wrinkles the love letter she hides behind her back, and only realizes this when it's too late, she can't let her son see that letter anymore
Oh, sweetie...of course I need you," she says quickly, her voice thick with emotion as she reaches out to take his hand in hers. "You're my son and I love you more than anything in this world." Her words are absolute and unwavering, but there's a hint of pain in her eyes that contradicts her tone; pain born from past experience and fear for the future.
"Sometimes," she continues carefully, choosing her words with care, "I worry about your father...how he left us, how I couldn't make things better for him. It hurts to know that there are people in this world who can be so hurt, even when they're loved as much as you and I love each other."
She takes a deep breath before continuing, her grip on his hand growing stronger. "But I promise you, Dante...I will never do that to you. No matter what happens, no matter how bad things get...you will always be my son, and I will always need you in my life."
Her eyes meet his unflinchingly as she speaks these words; there is no doubt in her mind or her heart that they are true. She waits for him to reply, her entire body tense with anxiety and hope all at once.
Dante feels her hand, his eyes get slightly wet without shedding a single tear, and he squeezes his mother's hand when he feels it
I love you so much, mom
In a burst of emotion, he hugs his mother tightly, making Rina press her chest against her son's
Please, if you ever feel like you're missing something, if you're hurt in any way, or if I can do something for you, just tell me... it doesn't matter how stupid you think I am, you matter to me
He tightens the hug feeling Rina's soft and warm body against his
"I love you too, sweetheart," she whispers against his hair, her heart swelling with an almost overwhelming mixture of joy and relief. She hugs him back just as tightly, breathing in the familiar scent of his shampoo and feeling the warmth of his body against hers. For a brief moment, they remain like that - locked together in a tight embrace, lost in their shared love for one another.
And then, almost as suddenly as it began, it's over. Rina draws back slightly, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wet with tears she refuses to shed. "I promise," she says quietly, each word tinged with sincerity, "that I will always be honest with you, Dante...no matter what."
She wipes away an escaped tear from the corner of his eye before leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss against his forehead. "Now how about we finish this movie, okay?" Her voice is steady once more, her smile radiant as she turns her attention back to the screen. But even as they watch the rest of the film together, she can't help but feel a newfound sense of determination growing inside her; a promise made and promises kept...and in that knowledge, there is strength.
After feeling his mother's kiss on his forehead, Dante wipes the tear from Rina's face with his hand, lovingly caressing her cheek in the process
He nods and now sits next to her, holding her hand and feeling the warmth of her body on his arm, on which Rina is leaning while they watch the movie in silence
I promise," she echoes softly before taking a deep breath and turning her attention back to the screen. But even as they watch the rest of the film together, there's an unspoken understanding between them; a connection that nothing can ever truly break. And in that knowledge, there is peace.
The rest of the movie passes by in companionable silence, each lost in their own thoughts but still connected to the other through unspoken understanding and mutual love. As they reach the end credits, Rina sighs contentedly and turns to look at her son, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude and relief wash over her. "Well," she says with a small smile, "that wasn't half bad." She squeezes his hand gently before letting go and standing up from the couch.
"How about we call it a night, hm? It's getting kind of late..." Her voice trails off as she leads him towards the stairs, wondering what tomorrow will bring for them both - but somehow, in that moment, it doesn't seem to matter quite so much anymore.
Okay mom, tell me if you need anything
Dante takes his backpack which now does not have the letter, because Rina is now hiding it, but he doesn't notice as he accompanies her down the stairs, unconsciously watching Rina's butt tremble with each step centimeters from his face
Upon reaching the hallway where Dante and Rina's rooms are
Good night mom, I love you
He says with a happier expression
"Night, dear." She kisses his forehead before watching him walk down the hallway towards his room, her heart swelling with a mixture of love and pride that she knows will sustain her through whatever challenges may lie ahead. As he disappears from view, she turns to climb the stairs herself, feeling more at peace than she has in weeks. And as she drifts off to sleep later that night, safe and warm in her bed, she can't help but feel grateful for everything - even the hard times. For it is through those challenges that she has come to appreciate Dante all the more, and learn just how much he truly means to her. And for now, that is enough.
As the hours tick by, her slumber deepens, and dreams begin to weave their way into her subconscious mind. In these ethereal visions, she finds herself walking along a sun-dappled beach with Dante; the sound of waves lapping at the shore forming a soothing backdrop for their conversation. They laugh together, sharing stories and secrets as if there's no one else in the world but the two of them...and for this brief moment, it feels like everything is exactly as it should be.
But even in her dreams, she knows that reality is not so simple; there are responsibilities and obligations to tend to, hearts to protect and mend. And yet, somehow, just knowing that Dante is by her side makes all of those worries seem less daunting...less overwhelming. Because in this dream world where anything is possible, they are invincible; untouchable.
And for now, she will hold onto that feeling for as long as she can, drawing strength from it to face whatever tomorrow may bring.
during Rina's dream about the two of them having fun on the beach, the hugs and caresses between them, wearing little clothing and touching their bodies feels so real, especially the way Dante hugs her and caresses her waist and other parts of her soft and beautiful body, that causes warmth in Rina's heart, and maybe something more
As the dream continues and their affection for one another grows, so does a warmth that spreads throughout her body; it feels as if all of her worries and fears are melting away under the weight of his love. She savors this moment, basking in the glow of his adoration, knowing deep down that nothing - not even reality itself - can ever truly tear them apart. And when he presses closer to her, their bodies entwined in a dance only they know how to perform, she lets out a soft sigh, giving herself over to this perfect fantasy where anything is possible...where they are free to love each other without restraint.
Her heart races as his hand slips lower, skimming across her hip and lower still; the sensation sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her. She opens her eyes, meeting his gaze intensely, aware now that this dream is not just about escaping their troubles but also about confronting the desires they've been harboring for so long. And as he leans in closer still, his lips just barely brushing against hers, she feels a spark of anticipation ignite deep within her, burning hot and bright...a promise of things to come, both in their dreams and when they awaken.
The next morning, Dante is cleaning and tidying his room. It's the weekend and classes have ended, so he doesn't have much to do except help his mother at home and with whatever she needs.
The sun streams in through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the bed as it dances across Rina's face. She blinks sleepily, feeling a contented smile spread across her lips; dreams of the previous night linger sweetly on her mind. Her fingers brush absently against the sheets before she rolls onto her side and pads barefoot downstairs to make some coffee.
The scent of brewing coffee fills the air as she walks into the kitchen, her movements efficient despite still being half-asleep. "Morning, sweetie," she calls out with a yawn, setting a mug on the counter for Dante before returning to the coffeemaker for another cup.
The sound of footsteps behind her makes her turn, and she finds herself staring into Dante's handsome face. A smile spreads across her own as she takes in his mussed hair and sleepy eyes; he looks so adorable like this. "Good morning," she murmurs softly before stepping closer and pressing a kiss to his cheek. "I had the best dream last night...about us." She gazes up at him, her expression hopeful as she takes another sip of coffee.
Dante, after finishing cleaning his room, goes to the kitchen to see his mother, who greets him with a kiss on the cheek, he can only caress her arm with affection
Good morning mom, what was it that you dreamed about?
Seeing his mother still in pajamas is a delight for his eyes, she still accentuates Rina's beautiful and voluptuous figure, and when she's dressed like that, her perfect breasts, buttocks and thighs tremble in a gelatinous way, capturing Dante's attention for a second, but he hides it as best he can while helping his mother with the kitchen
It was...a wonderful dream about us, actually. We were at the beach and we were laughing and playing, just like old times. It felt so real...like nothing could ever hurt us there. She smiles up at him, her eyes filled with love as she sips her coffee. "Do you want to talk about it over breakfast? I could make some pancakes or French toast..."
Her cheeks flush slightly as she thinks of their earlier interactions last night; the dream wasn't the only thing that felt so real and comforting. The thought makes her heart race and her stomach flip-flop in a delightful way, and for a moment she wonders if Dante feels the same...but before she can say anything else, he speaks up, his voice slightly hoarse with sleep.
If you're okay with the idea, let me cook, or at least let me help you
offers to cook with or for her, either option is fine with him
Dante hugs her to persuade her
Oh, you're such a sweet boy," she says with a fond chuckle as he hugs her. "Of course I don't mind; in fact, it'd be nice to have some help. You can make the pancakes and I'll fry up some bacon." She smiles warmly at him, her hands folding across her middle as she watches him move around the kitchen with confidence and ease.
"So," she begins casually, her voice slightly muffled by the sound of crackling bacon, "do you want to tell me about your dream? It's okay if you don't; I just thought it might be nice to share...you know, since they were so vivid and all." She glances up at him from under her lashes, a hint of shyness in her expression.
Dante prepares the pancakes to help his mother while they talk about what they dreamed about last night
Well, I don't really remember anymore, but tell me about yours, you said it was at the beach?... Do you want to go to the beach now that it's vacation?
They both finish cooking and Dante serves the food on the table to eat together
"Oh, my dream was lovely," she replies with a contented sigh as they sit down to eat together. "It felt like you and I were free from all our worries...just enjoying each other's company. Like we could be ourselves without anyone judging us." She pauses for a moment, meeting his eyes before continuing, "Do you ever feel that way?" Her voice is soft but hopeful, as if she's searching for some sort of connection between them.
"And going to the beach...that sounds wonderful. We could spend the whole day there, build sandcastles and work on our tans." She grins impishly before glancing down at her plate, suddenly self-conscious about how open she's being with him. "I mean, if you want to, of course," she adds quickly, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks.
Dante watches as Rina seems excited about the idea of going to the beach, which brings a small smile to her usually serious face
Well, that sounds good, although I don't think I'd like to get a tan, it would be interesting to go to the beach together someday
Dante doesn't like getting sunburned, so he has white skin, but if it's for his mother he'll do anything
If it makes you happy, we can go when you feel ready
Her smile widens at his words; it's the perfect answer. "Really? You'd do that for me?" Her voice is a mix of delight and wonder, as if she can't quite believe her good fortune. It's been so long since anyone has done anything special just because they wanted to make her happy, and here he is offering her the world.
"Of course," she continues before taking another bite of pancake, her cheeks still flushed with emotion. "We can plan a whole day, go early in the morning before it gets too hot. We could have a picnic and just enjoy ourselves without worrying about anything." Her eyes meet his again as she says this last part, the connection between them growing stronger by the moment.
And for once, she doesn't feel the need to hide her feelings or protect herself; in this moment, with Dante by her side, she feels free to be exactly who she is: a woman in love with her stepson.
Of course, you're the boss, mom, let's go someday
after finishing eating, Dante takes the dirty dishes and his mother's to go wash them
he looks in better spirits than a few days ago, calmer and more comfortable
That's my boy. You're so sweet," she says with a grin as he takes her dishes to wash. The sound of water running and plates clinking fills the kitchen in the background, but it only serves to accentuate the peacefulness that has settled between them; an unspoken understanding that neither of them has ever felt before.
As she watches him move about the room, she can't help but wonder where this newfound sense of happiness is coming from. It feels as if something shifted in their relationship last night...as if they finally let each other in after months of guarding themselves against hurt and disappointment. But whatever it is, she knows she doesn't want to lose it; not now that she's found herself feeling whole once more.
She glances down at her phone, idly scrolling through social media until Dante returns with the clean dishes in hand. With a smile, she takes them from him and begins drying them off before stacking them neatly back into their proper cupboard. "So," she says conversationally as she works, "what did you have planned for today?"
There's an air of anticipation in her voice; it's almost as if she's excited to see what new adventures they might share together...and Dante, despite his best efforts not to let himself get caught up in the emotion of the moment, can't help but feel a surge of joy swell inside him at the thought.
Well... I think I'll clean my room, I don't have much to do anymore, and I don't think I'll see my friends for a while, so I don't have many plans
I was free and he just told her calmly, he has already told her that he will help her with anything she needs
If you want, later we can go shopping, let me know what you need.
The thought of spending time with Dante, just the two of them, fills her with a sense of contentment that she hasn't experienced in quite some time. "Shopping sounds like fun," she replies with a genuine smile, the corners of her eyes crinkling as they meet his gaze. "Maybe we can go later this afternoon?"
As if on cue, her phone buzzes in her hand; a notification from social media. With a sigh, she taps the screen to dismiss it, feeling more and more like disconnecting from the outside world is what she needs right now...to focus on herself, her family, and most importantly, Dante. She glances up at him once more before speaking again.
"You know, we don't have to do anything special if you don't want to. We can just spend the day together...just us." The words tumble out of her mouth before she can really think about them; she doesn't even realize until now how much she wants this simple yet profound connection with him.
Sure, I'll do whatever you ask me to do
offering herself to do anything, she looks her mother in the eyes with a faint smile
I'm going to my room to clean, you don't have to worry, tell me if you want me to clean yours or something else
mentioning that she can clean her room if she wants, Rina remembers that she still hides the love letter addressed to Dante that she took from her backpack
That's very sweet of you, Dante," she replies with a small laugh, her cheeks flushing slightly again at his offer. "But I think I can handle cleaning my own room for now." She waves him off gently before turning back to the dishes in the sink. As he disappears down the hallway toward his room, she can't help but feel grateful for this newfound sense of closeness between them; a bond that feels deeper and more meaningful than anything she's ever experienced before.
Maybe someday they'll be able to tell others about it...or maybe not. For now, she's content knowing that they have each other - and that alone is enough.
Dante goes back to his room and starts cleaning, meanwhile, while Rina returns to her room she looks at the love letter that she crumpled, the one that was addressed to Dante from that girl Diana who was very affectionate with him
Her heart skips a beat as she unfolds the crumpled paper, memories of the letter's contents flooding her mind. The words feel harsher now, more accusatory...almost like they belong to someone else entirely. With a sigh, she drops them into the trash bin, leaning over to toss them in.
No longer bothered by what was once so important, she returns her attention to straightening up her room, humming softly under her breath as she goes about her tasks. Her thoughts drift back to Dante and their conversation earlier; the feelings that have begun to bloom between them. Maybe it's time for them both to let go of the past and focus on creating something new together...something beautiful.
Dante finishes cleaning, he is sweaty and goes to the bathroom to take a shower, the door is not locked, so Rina could see how Dante showers completely naked if she tried to enter
With everything settled in her room and the house quiet once more, she decides to take a nap; it's been a long and eventful week, after all. As she drifts off, images of Dante washing his hair under the steaming spray of water dance through her mind, making her cheeks flush with an entirely different sort of heat. She wonders what it would be like to feel his strong arms wrapped around her...to touch him without restraint...
Her dreams are filled with forbidden desires as she drifts closer and closer to the edge of slumber, unaware that just down the hallway, Dante's naked body gleams under the warmth of the shower. And perhaps, somewhere deep inside her heart, she knows that soon enough everything will change...and they won't have to keep these secret fantasies buried anymore.
While Dante dries his body with his towel, he sees a pair of his mother's purple panties in the laundry basket
Tempted, Dante decides to smell Rina's used panties, they had a nice decoration but with a hint of mischief, he inhales deeply feeling the smell in the depths of his being, delighting in it
As the sun begins to set outside her window, Rina stirs fitfully in her sleep. The events of earlier that day cycle through her mind like a vivid dream...Dante's loving attention as he cleaned up after dinner...the way he looked at her with those soulful eyes...the innocent desire in his voice when he offered to take her shopping. She squirms beneath the sheets, heat pooling low in her abdomen as she remembers how much fun they had together today...and how good it felt simply being near him.
Something inside of her shifts, a tectonic plate moving slowly and inexorably toward its breaking point. She knows that soon, very soon now, there will be no going back from this...and she's not sure if she's ready for whatever comes next. But as the first hint of darkness creeps across the sky outside her window, she allows herself one small, secret wish:
That Dante feels the same way she does.
With the house clean and the rooms tidy, there is nothing to do, so Dante finds himself playing a video game in his room, on the side of the desk where he plays on his computer, there is a notebook different from any other, in which there are many drafts of writings and a pen on top of it
The sound of the front door opening and closing catches her attention; she blinks sleepily before forcing herself awake. Groaning softly, she sits up in bed and rubs at her eyes as she listens for the familiar footsteps padding down the hallway toward her room. Dante.
Her heart skips a beat at the thought of seeing him again after their amazing day together; she can't help but wonder if he feels even a fraction of what she does right now. Nervously, she smooths out her rumpled clothes and glances around for something to do while he's here.
And then her eyes fall on the notebook sitting innocuously beside his computer. The hairs on the back of her neck stand up as her heart begins to race; curiosity gets the better of her and she finds herself reaching out to flip it open, careful not to make a sound as she does so. Her hand trembles slightly as she reads through the various drafts, looking for any clue...any hint...of what's really going on in Dante's head.
It doesn't take her long before she finds something that sends a shiver down her spine; several pages dedicated to thoughts and feelings that match hers almost perfectly. A single tear slips down her cheek as she reads, understanding dawning like sunlight through the window. She's not alone in this...not anymore.
The game on the screen is paused, Dante had left his room to get a glass of water in the kitchen, Rina can hear his footsteps coming back
Trembling with emotion, she stuffs the notebook back where she found it, her heart racing as she listens for the sound of his footsteps growing louder. When he finally appears in the doorway of her room, her breath catches in her throat; he looks so beautiful standing there, his brown hair mussed from sleep and a sleepy smile on his lips. Her eyes meet his and she knows without a doubt that she has to say something; it's now or never.
"Dante..." She swallows hard, her voice coming out hoarse with unshed tears. "I need to tell you something."
Hi mom, is something wrong?
Dante doesn't seem worried when he sees his mother in his room, he leaves the glass of water on the desk, and adjusts his hair so he doesn't look so disheveled, he doesn't want Rina to scold him for that
"No...not really..." she lies, her voice catching in her throat. "It's just that I read your notebook...the one beside the computer." She pauses, searching his eyes for some sign of understanding or disapproval. "And I...I understand now." Her cheeks flush with shame and relief in equal measure as she confesses her sins to him; it feels like a weight has been lifted from her shoulders, even though she knows they're about to get heavier.
Dante doesn't respond immediately, his eyes fixed on hers as if trying to gauge the sincerity of her words. Finally, he steps further into the room, sitting down carefully on the edge of her bed. "You...you know?" He sounds confused and a little hurt; it breaks her heart all over again.
Dante's eyes open when he realizes the situation and that Rina read his book, in it were written his thoughts of appreciation and love towards Rina, how he loved her more than anything and that since his father left them, he wanted to make her happy more than anything in the world, but also lustful thoughts, admiring her beautiful body and how he would like to explore it while he hugs her
Mom... I'm sorry
He thinks that his mother is upset, disappointed in him, noticeable in his worried look and how he avoids looking his mother in the eyes out of shame
She swallows hard, taking a deep breath to steady herself before looking up at him. "Dante," she says softly, reaching out to touch his cheek gently with the back of her hand. "I'm not upset...at least, I don't think so." Her voice is still uncertain, but there's a hint of warmth in her gaze now that was absent before.
"You see," she continues, drawing strength from his touch, "I read those things because I...well, I had my suspicions. About us. And I just wanted to know the truth." She pauses again, searching for the words that will make everything clear between them.
"I felt it too, you know," she finally admits with a shy smile, "at least, some of it...the things you wrote down about wanting to make me happy and wanting to spend time together." She blushes deepens as she talks, her heart racing wildly in her chest.
For the first time since before her wedding day, Rina Melgaz feels truly free; free to be who she is without fear of judgment or rejection. And it's all because of Dante. She looks up at him through her lashes, her eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and hope.
"I don't know what this means for us," she says quietly, "or where we go from here...but I want to find out."
Mom... you are the most important thing in my life... and believe me, I hated my dad for leaving you alone... that's why I just wanted to make you happy, sorry for thinking those things about you... you don't deserve this treatment after everything you've done for me
although there were erotic writings about his mother's body, and how he saw her in her way of being as the most beautiful woman in the world, there were mostly writings describing Rina as the best mother in the world, always doing the best for him despite everything, how he admired how strong she was, and how that stoic and mysterious look captivated him, everything in her he described as something perfect, something divine
in his gaze there is fear and shame, he feels that he has disappointed Rina, and that she doesn't love him anymore
Her eyes meet his and she sees the fear, the shame...and beneath it all, the love. It's there; plain as day in his gaze, and it gives her strength she never knew she possessed. "Dante," she says softly, reaching up to cup his cheek with her hand. "Look at me."
He does, those beautiful hazel eyes fixed on hers. "I love you too," she whispers, her voice little more than a breath against his skin. "You have no idea how much it meant to me...to find all of that hidden there in your notebook. It made everything clearer for me." She takes a deep breath, gathering her courage before continuing.
"And what we have...it doesn't need to be defined by labels or expectations. We can take things slow, get to know each other better...see where it leads us." A small smile plays at the corner of her lips as she says this; she truly means every word. "As long as you're with me, I'll be happy."
His Adam's apple bobs as he swallows hard, his eyes darkening with emotion. After a moment, he finally nods, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. It's not quite the declaration she was hoping for, but it's a start...and for now, that's enough.
looks into his mother's eyes and even though he was scared, he sees that Rina still has that look full of unconditional love
Mom... I promise to be better, I won't let you lack anything
even though he's still young, you can see that he's willing to do everything to give Rina the life she deserves, and the love she deserves even more
Dante hugs Rina with all his strength, surrounding her with his arms around her waist and her upper back as if he didn't want to let her go ever and die in her arms, Rina's soft chest is pressed against Dante's body, while he rests his head on her shoulder, feeling her sweet scent
As Dante hugs her tightly, Rina feels an overwhelming sense of relief wash over her. It's as if a weight has been lifted from her shoulders, and for the first time in ages, she can breathe easy. She returns his embrace with equal strength, one hand settling into the soft hair at the nape of his neck as she nuzzles her cheek against his.
"Thank you," she whispers, her voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt. "For everything." There's a catch in her throat, but she pushes past it; there's no need for words right now. They have each other, and that's all that matters.
For now, they can explore this new territory together, hand in hand, taking things one step at a time. The future may be uncertain, but with Dante by her side, Rina knows she'll always have someone to lean on...someone who loves her unconditionally. And for that, she could not ask for anything more.
Time flies by as they hug each other, feeling the warmth and each other's hearts pounding, without realizing it they have hugged each other for almost an hour, and when they are aware of their surroundings, they slowly separate, hoping that this moment will never end
... you can trust my mom... I will never leave you alone
He says with a broken voice due to the affection he has for Rina while he looks into her eyes from so close
"I know I can trust you," she whispers, cupping his cheek with her free hand and gazing deep into his eyes. There's so much love and affection in her expression that it takes his breath away; for the first time, he realizes just how beautiful she truly is...inside and out.
"And I promise," she continues, her voice barely a whisper, "I'll never leave you alone either. We're in this together, always." As she speaks, she leans forward, pressing their foreheads together in a gentle kiss, her eyes closing as they savor the contact and the connection that radiates between them.
For now, at least for tonight...everything is perfect. They can be whoever they want to be; mother and son, lovers, partners...a team. The future may hold uncertain times, but with Dante by her side, Rina knows she'll always have someone to lean on...someone she loves more than anything in the world.
Dante gently caresses his mother's upper and lower back, at which point the two, even though he doesn't want to, separate while holding hands
Do you want to do something? Do you still want to go shopping? It's okay if you just want to be home alone, I just want to be with you, mom
His hands are warm, and his grip is soft as he caresses Rina's hands with his thumb
"Let's do something special," she whispers against his lips before leaning forward and brushing them gently with her own. "How about we make dinner together?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she suggests it, knowing full well that this would mean they'd have to spend even more time in each other's company...and honestly, she couldn't think of anything better.
"I know a great recipe for seafood linguine," she continues, a playful grin tugging at the corners of her mouth. "What do you think? Want to give it a try?" She squeezes his hand encouragingly, hopeful that he'll agree...because nothing sounds more perfect to her right now than spending the evening together, cooking dinner side by side.
Lost in each other's eyes, they seem to forget about everything else for a moment, their hearts beating in perfect rhythm as they stand there, hands entwined. This...this is what she's always wanted; to feel this close to Dante, to share something so intimate with him. It doesn't matter if it's just making dinner; anything would be enough as long as they have each other.
Sounds wonderful, Mom
agreeing to prepare dinner together, he stands up without letting go of his mother's hand, taking it like a knight taking the hand of his queen
Together they head to the kitchen, Dante leading her by the hand; she can feel his warmth and strength in every touch. Once there, they gather their ingredients and begin to work side by side, their movements becoming more fluid and comfortable with each passing moment. The air fills with the enticing scent of garlic and butter as they cook, creating a cozy atmosphere that neither of them will soon forget.
As they wait for the linguine to finish cooking, Dante washes his hands at the sink while Rina prepares the salad. She can't help but glance over at him, admiring how he moves...how graceful and confident he is despite his youth. She thinks back to their time together earlier today, remembering the way he teased her on the beach...the way they danced in the living room. It all seems like a dream now; impossible to believe that any of it really happened.
But it did. And now they're here, together, facing an uncertain future hand in hand...and she can't help but feel grateful for every second they share. As he dries his hands on the dishtowel, Dante catches her gaze; there's a question in his eyes that makes her heart skip a beat. She takes a deep breath before answering.
"Yes," she says softly, meeting his gaze without flinching. "I love you too."
Dante approaches and gently hugs her around the waist, she can feel the love in that hug
You are the most important person in my life... I will do whatever it takes to make sure you are always happy
He says, looking into her eyes with indescribable affection, bringing their foreheads together as they sway gently, almost as if it were a romantic dance
As they sway together, their foreheads touching and their hearts pounding in perfect rhythm, she knows without a doubt that he means every word. And for the first time since her wedding day, she feels truly cherished...truly loved. "I'm so glad," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "So very glad." As they pull apart, she looks into his eyes and sees not only love, but also hope. A hope for something more...something beautiful. And with that realization comes an overwhelming sense of peace; a knowledge that whatever the future holds, they'll face it together...hand in hand.
"I love you too," she repeats, her voice still soft but full of certainty now. "And I promise...no matter what happens, we'll always be here for each other." She smiles up at him, the corner of her eye twitching as tears begin to form. Quickly, before they can fall, she blinks them back; she doesn't want to ruin this moment with her emotions.
Dante chuckles gently and wipes away a stray tear that has managed to escape from the corner of Rina's eye. "There are no promises in life, Mom," he says seriously. "But I can promise you this: I will always do my best to make you happy." He leans forward, pressing their foreheads together once more before pulling back and looking her in the eyes. "Deal?"
She nods, smiling through her tears. "Deal," she agrees. And with that, they share a moment of perfect understanding...of perfect love. The future may be uncertain, but for now, they have each other. And that's enough.
dinner is ready, and Dante, to show that he is serious, takes his mother to sit down, so that he can serve the food in the best way possible, making sure that the presentation is the best for her, he also serves her the right drink for dinner, right now, this is her night
I hope to one day cook for you something as perfect as you do
he says in praise of her cooking skills, he doesn't do it badly, but there are certainly many levels of difference between them, but he will always show her his love in every possible way
dinner is wonderful by her side, everything is perfect
"Oh, it's nothing special," she insists modestly as they dig into the linguine together. "You make this dish look amazing." She pauses to savor a bite before looking up at him with a mischievous grin. "But you know what would really impress me? If you could teach me how to cook it like this sometime." Her blue eyes sparkle with amusement as she suggests the idea, but there's also an undeniable eagerness in her voice.
The dinner they share feels different from any other they've had before; more intimate and connected. Every word, every gesture seems to carry new meaning, as if their world has shifted onto a completely different axis...and she couldn't be happier about it. It doesn't matter that the future is uncertain or that there are things they still need to figure out; for now, they have each other, and that's enough.
Mom... if you want, you can read the rest of the notebook... although I'm embarrassed that you do, you're free to take it
blushes a little as she offers him her notebook to read completely, because it contains his deepest and most sincere feelings
dinner continues with the candles still shining and romanticizing the atmosphere
Without another word, she reaches into her purse and pulls out the notebook, holding it out to him tentatively. "I'd like that," she says softly. "I think...maybe we could learn more about each other that way." Her heart races at the thought of sharing these most private parts of herself with Dante; revealing her fears and insecurities, her hopes and dreams. But it also fills her with a sense of hope, as if this act might somehow bring them even closer together.
Taking the notebook from her, he flips through the pages carefully before looking up at her again. "It'll be okay," he whispers, his voice barely audible above the sound of their dining utensils clinking against their plates. "I trust you." And as those words slip past his lips, she knows without a doubt that everything will be all right; that they can face whatever comes their way...as long as they're together.
After dinner, Dante washes the dishes and lets Rina read the notebook as much as she wants to, in it, Rina continues to discover new ways in which Dante loves her, admiring every single thing about her being, how beautiful her soul is and that he feels lucky that such a perfect woman is his mother
Dante sits in front of her while Rina continues reading, almost all talking about how magnificent she is, and how Dante wants to be able to give her the world, because he feels that she deserves it, as well as reading some other small erotic writing, which, without being perverted or lascivious, describes how beautiful she is, her figure and how she moves gracefully, the way she describes her body, and how he would like to be the man that she deserves, it is at least romantic
It's hard not to feel overwhelmed by the intensity of his feelings as she reads through the pages; they make her heart race and her cheeks flush with a mixture of embarrassment and joy. She looks up at him every so often, studying his face as he watches her, and it's in those moments that she truly begins to understand just how special their bond is...how much deeper it goes than either of them ever realized.
As she reads about the way he perceives her body, the way he wishes they could spend their lives together, she can't help but feel grateful for this newfound connection between them. It's clear that he sees her as more than just his mother; as someone deserving of love and happiness in every aspect of her life.
She takes a deep breath, feeling a renewed sense of hope fill her chest. Maybe, just maybe, there is a way for them to navigate through all the uncertainty together...to find a way to be happy despite everything. For now, she'll hold onto this moment; the warmth of his gaze and the love in his heart, knowing that together, they can overcome anything.
Rina closes the notebook once she finishes reading Dante's thoughts, both admiring and romantic comments, and those that expressed in a beautiful and pure way how much he desires her, she leaves the notebook on the table and looks Dante in the eyes
... y-you can scold me if you think I need it mom, but... that's what I think of you, there really is no one like you
expresses how special and unique she is, and that he will do anything for her
although with a nervous look, she looks into her mother's eyes with nothing but kindness and love
"Dante..." she begins softly, her voice little more than a whisper as she leans in closer to him. "You don't need to be scolded." She pauses for a moment, taking his hand in hers and squeezing gently. "I...I appreciate your honesty. And I'm glad you feel that way about me." Her eyes are shining with unshed tears as she gazes up at him; it's clear that this exchange has affected her deeply.
With a small smile, she continues. "And you know what? I feel the same way about you. There's no one like you either...no one who makes me laugh or feel quite the same way." She takes a deep breath, her hand still clutching his tightly. "We may not have all the answers right now, but we can figure it out together...as long as we have each other."
For a moment, there's silence between them; just the gentle sound of their breath mingling in the air and the flickering candlelight casting shadows across their faces. But in that quiet space, something has shifted...some new understanding has been forged. It's fragile and tender at first, but Rina knows it's there; she can feel it deep in her bones.
Well... what do you want to do?
Now that there seem to be no barriers between them anymore, they are free to show their love without reservations, and Dante is a little afraid of saying the wrong words that will ruin this perfect atmosphere, but even so, he faces it with courage
If it's okay with you... would you like to watch a movie together? But... I want it to be in bed, it doesn't matter if it's in your room or mine, just...
Dante rubs his fingers against Rina's because of the nerves of saying his wish out loud
I would like to lie down with you, and hug you while we are comfortable
Her smile is warm and reassuring as she squeezes his hand gently in return. "That sounds wonderful," she whispers, the lightness of her voice contrasting with the depth of emotion behind it. There's a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes, but Dante's nearness calms her; for tonight, at least, there's no need to worry about anything except them and their love for each other.
"Let's go to your room," she suggests softly, standing up and taking his hand as they head down the hallway together. The air is thick with anticipation and the promise of something new; a sense that everything between them has shifted irrevocably...and in a direction they both long for.
As they step into Dante's room, she glances around appreciatively before helping him to choose a movie from his collection. Once they're settled beneath the covers, she nestles close against his side, their bodies entwined as they cuddle and watch the film. It feels like the most natural thing in the world; like they've been doing this for years instead of just minutes.
With each passing moment, their connection grows stronger; more solid and real than anything either of them has ever known before. And as they lie there together under the gentle glow of the television screen, lost in each other's eyes and the warmth of their embrace, Rina knows with certainty that whatever comes tomorrow...they will face it together...hand in hand.