Make It Better

Drew ran over to the swing set. His parents had just dropped him off to play at the park. He hopped on and swung as high as he could. He loved being on the swing. He felt like he could fly.

Stephen walked over to the swing set. His father was to busy to play with him so he would entertain himself. He got on the swings beside the scot.

"Hi!" Drew called eagerly. "I'm Drew!" He beamed, waving at the redheaded boy beside him.

Stephen gave a small smile. "Hi, im Stephen." He waved back at the enthusiastic boy as he began to swing.

Drew smiled and kept swinging getting higher and higher. His foot got caught in the chain and he toppled off. By this point he was at least five feet in the air so it was a pretty big fall at least for a four year old. He immediately burst into tears.

The red headed boy watchd as the smaller child went up and the painfully came back down. He jumped from his swing and landed on his feet, he made his way over the the other boy and patted his back. "Its kay?"

Drew sniffled clutching his leg.
"H-hurts." He whimpered softly.

Stephen sat beside the small brunette. "Ummmm ah kiss et an make et bettar?"

Drew blinked up at him through the tears and nodded slowly.
"That's what my mommy does."

Stephen nodded and wiped away a little blood before slowly pressing his lips to the boo-boo. He pulled back. "All betta?"

Drew blushed a bit but nodded slowly, throwing his arms around Stephen's neck and hugging him.

Stephen grinned and held the smaller boy. "Yay, Ah fixteded et!" He was happy he liked this kid.

Drew pulled back and smiled kissing Stephen's cheek.
"You're my hero." He said, words muffled as he buried his face in Stephen's neck.

Stephen blushed as red as his hair. Shemaus giggled. "Ahm yar superman an ya can beh my louis Lane."

Drew smiled but raised an eyebrow.
"Why am I the girl?" He giggled.

Sheamus shruggd. "What else are ya? Ah'm suparmahn." He smirked and kised Drew's cheek. "Sides, yar cheeks get red lik ah garls."

This made Drew's cheeks turn even more red. He was only four, he didn't know that two boys liking each other was frowned upon. All he knew was that Stephen was nice to him and he was cute. He gave another smile and pecked the red heads lips. It was one of those adorable kid kisses like in the movies, It only lasted for about a second but it made your heart swell to watch.

Sheamus didn't know either, he had never been told it was wong. "Ah like Ya, Yar Cute." He nuzzled thesmalle boy's chest.

"You're cuter." Drew took one of Stephen's hands and examined it, head slowly tilting to the side in confusion.
"You're really white." He laid one of his own hands beside it, comparing the difference.

Sheamus coughed. Yeh ah white, ah'm ah celt." He grinned. He hated his skin though, it made him stand out and look weird.

"I like it... It's pretty, looks neat." He smiled, rubbing the back of Stephen's hand. "It's smooth too."

Stephen couldn't help the blush that ran up his neck and covered his cheeks. No one ever liked his skin. "R-Really? Ah like yar skin betta tho. its ahll tan and pale at tha same time."

"Really..." Drew trailed off mesmerized by the creamy white skin. "I'm not tryin to hurt ya I just want to see something." He pressed as hard as he could onto the back of Stephen's hand with his thumb. When he pulled back there was a small red circle.
"Hmm..." Drew laughed, the red looked odd against the white.

Stephen pouted. "Yah shouln't laugh...Ah can't help mah skin is funny lookin."

"It's not funny looking... just I've never seen anyone this white. I wanted to see how the red would look." Drew smiled.