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When one lit a candle they enjoy the dim light, who cares it burns too?

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"I'm not taking any decisions for you until you decide what is right to choose." Jimmy yells out and said his last words. He left his room and went downstairs. He was not in a mood to talk more. Stuart, on the other side, clenched his jaw together and watched him left. He didn't say a word. He decided he'd talk to him later.

Furthermore it was died under feet while finding the peace left between us. Was sure about those similarities what putted us alongside for more years. Was died instantly behind one soul waiting for its funeral. You lit the candle for it but it burns like fire. It burns us.

"I've talked with Jimmy. He was like angry, he was burning out. I don't know what even I did with him. Sometimes he does too much, literally too much more than he should have showed. He should have some sense, I can't help with his behaviour every single time." Stuart hanged the phone after releasing his anger out. He needs to do it cause Fire burst under pressure. He needs to reduce before it consume more. Root told him to settle everything before it could destroy their 10 years relationship. He has no way rather than escaping from truth. He needs to try one more time.

It burns us while 10 years of surviving. One breath if I take, other will become unsure instant. If I have to take another, I have to FAKE another. That was the normal living rules between trillions of them. Normal behaviour between every worsts.

'I want a baby who'll complete us.' Stuart still remembers the line coming from last year. How he saw expectations in Jimmy's eyes. It is becoming fulfilled this year. Stuart agreed with him too. But...

"I do not want anyone to come in this fucking family and put another tension between me," Jimmy shouts over Stuart. "I don't know Jimmy why you always become so rude for no reason, you don't care how other members might take your shouting-" "STOP IT, STU. Just stop it. Die with your fucking family. I don't wanna bring my baby here." Jimmy feels emotional. Stuart holds his shoulders tightly and pulls closer to him, "Jimmy. You cannot make individual decisions when I'm his dad too. I have rights-" "FUCK YOUR RIGHTS. What you gave me huh? What?! No rights, No freedoms, only die with rules, still dying for family culture, rules, characteristics, demands.. huh! I'm tired, Stu. I'm- I'm tired! I cannot deal with Protocols anymore. It's become a BURDEN, a damn ass burden. I don't wanna put it on my child. Never." "Just take a decision Jimmy. For me-"

He released himself off his hands and left the room. He doesn't care when he saw Root against the wall, was listening each of those words. He doesn't care when his father-in-law called him from behind several time while leaving house.

And then the barrier created. The barrier that I never wanted. My husband, Stuart Broad, always stands beside his family. His family, belongs Protocol region what brings regulations towards members. I was fed up, I was tired, my soul left me, my heart kept me, I was down when it healed me to death.

Went to hospital where were his baby laying on bed. He swings the door open after clearing the papers by signing. He looks at those eyes and feels more crying. He couldn't take him on his bosom. He just touches gently on his cheeks and feels the entity. "I love you." He tells him hushly and smiles. Cause he didn't want to put a crying face before his baby. He wiped his tears. Strokes his hairs with his fingers. He smiles again with teary eyes, "W-why you look like h-him, darling?" Scoffs and kissed his temple.

It was a moment when I felt I can be happy also. When I look at him, ah- my son, Jonathan Michael Davain Broad, I felt like I found myself back. I can be happier with him. Though he looks like Stu, but it was okay with me, Like I found another. I was proud, I was blessed.

"JIMMYYY-"

Huge shout at hospital! Jimmy literally falls asleep beside his son on the sofa, it was some metres distance between them. He laid off of the sofa and leans against it. He opens his eyes and saw someone he never wanted to. Stuart is standing right between them. He kissed his son and closed the distance. He sits beside Jimmy on the sofa, looking straight. "Are you tired?" "Don't talk with me." He moves his head to face Jimmy, "I'm sorry, Jimmy." No response. "I-I think more times after you left, Yeah I made a decision. I'd keep you out of everything, as you want Jimmy. Don't just LEAVE me. He is, he is mine also." He begs sillyly. Jimmy clenched his eyes and takes a deep breath. He knows he can't let him go. He spends those ten years, and it's not a JOKE. Stuart squeezed his hands between his, "Hey. I'm sorry and I'd put a gap between each things starts with you and ends with you. And I promise it, I won't let you get more harms even pressure. It is my responsibility Jimmy as a husband. Right? Just don't leave me in the middle of our journey-" Looks at the tiny bed, "-and also a starting of a journey."

But I was alive. I was breathing. As I wrote, I was taking each breaths by faking next. That was my rule. My own rule, ruled me out from a corner of peace. I released myself from being a normal person out there. I survived, accepted every single of those trillions regulations just for Stuart. I loved me all though he married me out of my agreement. I just kept him like he always kept me too.

"It's okay. I stayed those years and I can spend the next too. And I don't trust your words too. I'd keep an eye on you, Stu. I don't trust you would put me-" "Please Jimmy. If I don't then leave me alone. Just take your son and leave my house. Please, I won't stop you. Just trust me please." Jimmy didn't say a word. He puts his head down on his shoulder and feels cry. "Wanna take us home?" He asks. Stuart gave a kiss on his hand, "Altime."

Left for India for playing the last test. Stuart reminds here with his son. Needs some check-ups. He told to Jimmy, "You can't touch my son if you don't get 700 wickets on the last test. Come on, you just need 2 more. One for me other for our son." Jimmy laughs at his condition, "I'd try. Keep an eye." Saying that he left for flight.

5th Test,

On day 02, Jimmy got 699th wickets. One more to go. He prepared himself for next day. Eng won't get the victory but he needs his wicket. On day 03, on the first session, 8 wickets already down when Khuldeep was on batting. Jimmy starts blowing his 16th over, first 3 balls went dot. On the 4th ball, he swings it and went edge, Foakes took the catch and Jimmy's mouth flashed with smile. 'Wicket Numbed 700, Jimmy.' He aloft the red ball for the appreciation.

Stuart was happy. He besides his son, was enjoying the moment together on hospital. Little John extends his hands when he saw Jimmy on the screen. Damn! He knows that guy! Stuart was happy and firing his stories on Instagram.



He changes the pic on his phone book too. JIMMY ANDER700N- was the new name. He texts him, 'Now you can touch my Son.' Then went to date booking zone online and booked a place to celebrate their moments.

They went to Little Venice. Stuart poured wine on one glass for Jimmy, who was looking gorgeous and charming. Stuart can't take his eyes off. He noticed Jimmy was noticing candles. "Why are we having silence?" Jimmy smirkes and looks at him. "Stu, When one lit a candle they enjoy the dim light, who cares it burns too? Who cares it melts too?" Stuart capped the bottle and slides the glass to Jimmy. He takes the candle between his hands and blows the candle, Jimmy suspiciously looking at him. "If you feel it's burning, extinguish the candle. We don't need light, we need hands." He said and Jimmy scoffs lightly. "I was the burning side and decade later, you bolwed me up," Jimmy explains. "Ouh Jimmy. Candles are for burning. We have lights now. We don't need it. But you are not a candle. You are sunshine. Sun burns too. See how powerful it is!" Stuart holds his hands and squeezed it. "Just don't compare you with those tiny things." He raises his glass up, "Cheers for 700 wickets Jimmy and for John Broad. Hm, our son." Jimmy wiped his wet eyes and raises his glass too.

After dinner they come to home and spend some hours with their son. Jimmy noticed his bed was fulfilled with red rose petals. He smiles and feels an instant movement when Stuart raised him up between his hands and holds him in bridal style. Jimmy shys and makes their way to bed. Between their intimacy, Jimmy looks at his son, peacefully sleeping. He smiles and lets him sleep. He holds Stuart tight and kissed him. Both moans.

"Why he looked like you?" Jimmy asks after that. Stuart laughs and opens his eyes, looks straight down at Jimmy, up on his chest, "I want him to love you more." He places a kiss on his temple, both closed their eyes.

And it was end. I retained the value of mine. I might not have the chance to have someone like him again. I do love him like I am doing my son. I was always valuable for me. Maybe under some circumstances and pressure, he sometimes wasn't able to stand for me there. Often I regret more than realise. Now I understand and writing my story once again. I heard the giggles coming from beside. John opens his eyes and smiling over me. I, James Broad, ended writing it here on my room beside my future.

The value has one name too- Broad.

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"I'm not taking any decisions for you until you decide what is right to choose." Jimmy yells out and said his last words. He left his room and went downstairs. He was not in a mood to talk more. Stuart, on the other side, clenched his jaw together and watched him left. He didn't say a word. He decided he'd talk to him later.

Furthermore it was died under feet while finding the peace left between us. Was sure about those similarities what putted us alongside for more years. Was died instantly behind one soul waiting for its funeral. You lit the candle for it but it burns like fire. It burns us.

"I've talked with Jimmy. He was like angry, he was burning out. I don't know what even I did with him. Sometimes he does too much, literally too much more than he should have showed. He should have some sense, I can't help with his behaviour every single time." Stuart hanged the phone after releasing his anger out. He needs to do it cause Fire burst under pressure. He needs to reduce before it consume more. Root told him to settle everything before it could destroy their 10 years relationship. He has no way rather than escaping from truth. He needs to try one more time.

It burns us while 10 years of surviving. One breath if I take, other will become unsure instant. If I have to take another, I have to FAKE another. That was the normal living rules between trillions of them. Normal behaviour between every worsts.

'I want a baby who'll complete us.' Stuart still remembers the line coming from last year. How he saw expectations in Jimmy's eyes. It is becoming fulfilled this year. Stuart agreed with him too. But...

"I do not want anyone to come in this fucking family and put another tension between me," Jimmy shouts over Stuart. "I don't know Jimmy why you always become so rude for no reason, you don't care how other members might take your shouting-" "STOP IT, STU. Just stop it. Die with your fucking family. I don't wanna bring my baby here." Jimmy feels emotional. Stuart holds his shoulders tightly and pulls closer to him, "Jimmy. You cannot make individual decisions when I'm his dad too. I have rights-" "FUCK YOUR RIGHTS. What you gave me huh? What?! No rights, No freedoms, only die with rules, still dying for family culture, rules, characteristics, demands.. huh! I'm tired, Stu. I'm- I'm tired! I cannot deal with Protocols anymore. It's become a BURDEN, a damn ass burden. I don't wanna put it on my child. Never." "Just take a decision Jimmy. For me-"

He released himself off his hands and left the room. He doesn't care when he saw Root against the wall, was listening each of those words. He doesn't care when his father-in-law called him from behind several time while leaving house.

And then the barrier created. The barrier that I never wanted. My husband, Stuart Broad, always stands beside his family. His family, belongs Protocol region what brings regulations towards members. I was fed up, I was tired, my soul left me, my heart kept me, I was down when it healed me to death.

Went to hospital where were his baby laying on bed. He swings the door open after clearing the papers by signing. He looks at those eyes and feels more crying. He couldn't take him on his bosom. He just touches gently on his cheeks and feels the entity. "I love you." He tells him hushly and smiles. Cause he didn't want to put a crying face before his baby. He wiped his tears. Strokes his hairs with his fingers. He smiles again with teary eyes, "W-why you look like h-him, darling?" Scoffs and kissed his temple.

It was a moment when I felt I can be happy also. When I look at him, ah- my son, Jonathan Michael Davain Broad, I felt like I found myself back. I can be happier with him. Though he looks like Stu, but it was okay with me, Like I found another. I was proud, I was blessed.

"JIMMYYY-"

Huge shout at hospital! Jimmy literally falls asleep beside his son on the sofa, it was some metres distance between them. He laid off of the sofa and leans against it. He opens his eyes and saw someone he never wanted to. Stuart is standing right between them. He kissed his son and closed the distance. He sits beside Jimmy on the sofa, looking straight. "Are you tired?" "Don't talk with me." He moves his head to face Jimmy, "I'm sorry, Jimmy." No response. "I-I think more times after you left, Yeah I made a decision. I'd keep you out of everything, as you want Jimmy. Don't just LEAVE me. He is, he is mine also." He begs sillyly. Jimmy clenched his eyes and takes a deep breath. He knows he can't let him go. He spends those ten years, and it's not a JOKE. Stuart squeezed his hands between his, "Hey. I'm sorry and I'd put a gap between each things starts with you and ends with you. And I promise it, I won't let you get more harms even pressure. It is my responsibility Jimmy as a husband. Right? Just don't leave me in the middle of our journey-" Looks at the tiny bed, "-and also a starting of a journey."

But I was alive. I was breathing. As I wrote, I was taking each breaths by faking next. That was my rule. My own rule, ruled me out from a corner of peace. I released myself from being a normal person out there. I survived, accepted every single of those trillions regulations just for Stuart. I loved me all though he married me out of my agreement. I just kept him like he always kept me too.

"It's okay. I stayed those years and I can spend the next too. And I don't trust your words too. I'd keep an eye on you, Stu. I don't trust you would put me-" "Please Jimmy. If I don't then leave me alone. Just take your son and leave my house. Please, I won't stop you. Just trust me please." Jimmy didn't say a word. He puts his head down on his shoulder and feels cry. "Wanna take us home?" He asks. Stuart gave a kiss on his hand, "Altime."

Left for India for playing the last test. Stuart reminds here with his son. Needs some check-ups. He told to Jimmy, "You can't touch my son if you don't get 700 wickets on the last test. Come on, you just need 2 more. One for me other for our son." Jimmy laughs at his condition, "I'd try. Keep an eye." Saying that he left for flight.

5th Test,

On day 02, Jimmy got 699th wickets. One more to go. He prepared himself for next day. Eng won't get the victory but he needs his wicket. On day 03, on the first session, 8 wickets already down when Khuldeep was on batting. Jimmy starts blowing his 16th over, first 3 balls went dot. On the 4th ball, he swings it and went edge, Foakes took the catch and Jimmy's mouth flashed with smile. 'Wicket Numbed 700, Jimmy.' He aloft the red ball for the appreciation.

Stuart was happy. He besides his son, was enjoying the moment together on hospital. Little John extends his hands when he saw Jimmy on the screen. Damn! He knows that guy! Stuart was happy and firing his stories on Instagram.



He changes the pic on his phone book too. JIMMY ANDER700N- was the new name. He texts him, 'Now you can touch my Son.' Then went to date booking zone online and booked a place to celebrate their moments.

They went to Little Venice. Stuart poured wine on one glass for Jimmy, who was looking gorgeous and charming. Stuart can't take his eyes off. He noticed Jimmy was noticing candles. "Why are we having silence?" Jimmy smirkes and looks at him. "Stu, When one lit a candle they enjoy the dim light, who cares it burns too? Who cares it melts too?" Stuart capped the bottle and slides the glass to Jimmy. He takes the candle between his hands and blows the candle, Jimmy suspiciously looking at him. "If you feel it's burning, extinguish the candle. We don't need light, we need hands." He said and Jimmy scoffs lightly. "I was the burning side and decade later, you bolwed me up," Jimmy explains. "Ouh Jimmy. Candles are for burning. We have lights now. We don't need it. But you are not a candle. You are sunshine. Sun burns too. See how powerful it is!" Stuart holds his hands and squeezed it. "Just don't compare you with those tiny things." He raises his glass up, "Cheers for 700 wickets Jimmy and for John Broad. Hm, our son." Jimmy wiped his wet eyes and raises his glass too.

After dinner they come to home and spend some hours with their son. Jimmy noticed his bed was fulfilled with red rose petals. He smiles and feels an instant movement when Stuart raised him up between his hands and holds him in bridal style. Jimmy shys and makes their way to bed. Between their intimacy, Jimmy looks at his son, peacefully sleeping. He smiles and lets him sleep. He holds Stuart tight and kissed him. Both moans.

"Why he looked like you?" Jimmy asks after that. Stuart laughs and opens his eyes, looks straight down at Jimmy, up on his chest, "I want him to love you more." He places a kiss on his temple, both closed their eyes.

And it was end. I retained the value of mine. I might not have the chance to have someone like him again. I do love him like I am doing my son. I was always valuable for me. Maybe under some circumstances and pressure, he sometimes wasn't able to stand for me there. Often I regret more than realise. Now I understand and writing my story once again. I heard the giggles coming from beside. John opens his eyes and smiling over me. I, James Broad, ended writing it here on my room beside my future.

The value has one name too- Broad.

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