?Karmic ending?

? 49 ?

Bubbles emitted from his mouth as he struggled to breath due to his frantic, panicking state.

His smaller hands reached up, scratching and grabbing unto the rough hands that had him trapped.

Pulling him up the young boy gasped for air, while holding unto his chest as he coughed.

"Pa I'm sorry. Please---

"Wrong" he muttered pushing him back under water, his dull narrowed eyes watched on keenly.

A few seconds he felt satisfied go bring him up again.

"Again" he coldly demanded.

"Pa I was disrespecting you earlier---

"Wrong" he interjected again.

This cycle went on and on for who knows how long until Killian was coughing up water. His eyes burning, snot running down his nose.

"Sir I was wrong. I won't do it again." Killian drawled out struggling to take in as much air as he can before being subjected to another suffocating submersion.

With narrowed eyes he closely examined his son's expression which was blank, impassive.

A slow smile cracked at the end of his lips, brightening up his previously cold expression.

Smacking his son's shoulder he chuckled whole heartedly.

"Sir...." Killian choked out, his body trembling violently, his nose running like crazy.

"Let's get you all dry before your mother comes and starts panicking. Nothing pisses me off more. Perra estúpida" the man carefully grumbled the last part but his son still caught on knowing exactly what it meant.

He tossed two towels which dropped on the floor.

Killian stared at the floor, eyes trained on the white towels.

The door creaked open but his eyes didn't move to look up.

"Let's go to the room" Arthur said in a low voice watching his friend with puffy eyes.

"Killian...let's go" he said taking careful steps towards his friend remembering all the past experiences of whenever this happened.

They all consisted of ruthless outbursts, silent treatment or a total 180 attitude like nothing happened.

Reaching to the floor he picked up the towel and stared at the mirror to see two streaks of tears running down his face.

Looking at Killian's hair he started patting his head dry.

"I'll get clothes for you" Arthur said but Killian grabbed unto his wrist.

"Stay" he simply said and with narrowed eyes he watched as Killian wiped his tears and looked up into the mirror.

Through slitted eyes he blinked seeing Arthur's red puffy eyes causing his brows to knit together.

He spun around and took a hold of his friends shoulder.

"Never cry fa me again. You hear. Never" he said shaking Arthur back and forth by the shoulder.

"Uh yeah---

"Promise me" Killian pressed on in a firm voice which made the frightened boy shake his head quickly.

"Soda and burrito callejero tomorrow?" Killian asked and Arthur broke out in a small smile.