Amihan
“How come I didn’t go to my school trip?” Yume pouts as he plays with the porridge in front of him. I can only give him a sympathetic smile as I brush his hair back and pinch his cheek. “Mama” he whines
“It’s because you’re sick. Haven’t I told you not to sleep in your wet clothes? Winter lasts longer here dear, you need to acclimate to it but not in a way that you think it is” I put the medicine just beside his meal, in case we both forget, and he skips it. Yume has been knowing sleeping in the clothes he used to play outside in the snow. He argued once that he likes the cold and wants his bed to be cold as the outside.
Filtiarn grunts. “I don’t know how you keep taking snow and piling them in your bed, when I check on you every night”
“I told you, he’s a sneaky one” I smile an
