ShiroTaicho

Tony yawned, stretching on the couch. It was a rainy day, and rainy days always made him sleepy and overly lazy. He lay on the couch, stretching again, and thinking that maybe he could watch some TV or read something.. .. or play with his son, as he saw from the corner of his eye, his 5 year old boy trying to sneak on him, hiding behind armchairs and big potted plants. Tony's lips twitched into a brief smile. He let the boy play, and started to hum some tune, faking being in his own world. Many times already he sneaked on his little boy when he was playing or drawing colorful doodles, lovingly attacking Peter with raspberries and scratchy k