Chapter 5

"Ung...Ow"

Estia mumbled as she staggeringly got up while patting the back of her head.

Her eyes were dazed as the world surrounding her kept spinning but eventually returned to their normal state as the dizziness faded away.

She took a step forward, however, her face morphed into a frown when she stepped on the spilled milk sloshing around on the floor.

'What a waste...'

She sighed inwardly at the regrettable loss and went on to look at Rohan, whom was acutely staring back at her.

Her sense of loss immediately vanished when she saw those two beautiful blue orbs gazing back at her ever so innocently.

Estia couldn't help but bring her face closer to her son's cheeks and lightly smother him with a kiss, however, her son moved his head in the opposite direction at the last second causing her to awkwardly kiss his ear.

"..."

Estia tried bringing her face to kiss his cheek again however her son dodged once more by moving his head.

"Rohan...?"

Estia became perplexed at the sudden quick notion, it was the first time the boy had moved so quickly and showed such a quick reaction, she was partly happy that Rohan seemed healthy but the timing of his motion felt a bit too expected as a tiny seed of confusion and ache sprouted in her heart.

She shook out of her thoughts and glanced back at the boy, and suddenly realized that he still hadn't drank any milk.

"...Ah, you must be thirsty!"

Estia felt relief as that was most likely the trigger for her son's sudden quirkiness.

She picked up the crusty wooden plate from the floor and wiped it thoroughly with a cloth she had lying beside Rohan, before scooping a tiny amount of milk from the milk barrel.

She brought the wooden platter of milk towards her son's mouth in order to feed him.

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"Say ah~"

However, Rohan continued to keep his mouth pursed and only stared at her in continued, in what appeared to be - annoyed discontent.

Estia became anxious as sweat began to drip from her forehead lightly onto her cheeks.

"Rohan...why? Just open your mouth..."

She then tried inching the plate towards her son's lips, however Rohan wailed his head around back and forth dodging the plate altogether.

Estia became nervous as a sense of stress she hadn't felt before starting surfacing from the pit of her belly to the back of her head.

'Maybe...He's not thirsty...'

She contemplated feeding Rohan another time as she didn't want to cause him any discomfort, however the irking ache of knowledge that her son hadn't had any food for almost a full day and the fact that he was still recovering gradually won her mind over, as she ultimately decided to bare through her nerves and force her son to drink at least a tiny amount of milk today.

Estia winced as she looked at Rohan seemingly glaring at her.

"...Sorry, just bear with it for now...Rohan"

Estia began to inch her fingers forward much too gently and began to chuck open Rohan's mouth using the tip of her finger's causing the boy to almost bite her.

Estia's hands and eyes flinched at the boys sudden rebuttal however she continued on plowing through trying to open the boy's mouth, being careful as to not put too much pressure on the yanking.

Eventually, after her struggles and Rohan's agitated negations - Estia managed to get a sprinkle of milk to go down Rohan's esophagus causing the boy to flinch and arch his eyebrows upwards, towards the platter of milk still in Estia's hands.

Estia relaxed as the stress she felt from earlier slowly began to dissipate as a calm relaxing sensation took over her mind.

She realized Rohan had stopped refuting and instead went back to his neutral gaze, albeit a little more twitchy.

She gently brought her right hand towards Rohan's cheeks and sensually caressed him with the softness of her haggard fingers, slowly moving back and forth to calm him down, as she smiled delightedly into his dark blue eyes.

"See? It's not that bad"

She inched her head slowly forward and lightly gave Rohan a kiss on the cheek.

......

Keaghen's eyes shrunk and convulsed rapidly in quick succession when he felt the milk slugging around his tongue, before entering his esophagus.

'What...is this..?'

It was taste.

In Keaghen's orignal life, he was born with no sense of taste, causing him to grow up devoid of any care for the context of food other than it being a source of fuel and nutrition for his body.

However, today he had found out two things.

One, his body had a sense of taste and, two, that sense of taste had caught him off guard as it completely overcame all of the self control his emotions regulated, as his mind solely focused on the feeling that was rampant on his tongue.

It was the first time he had felt a sense of non belonging that surmised of shock, curiosity, anxiousness, and thrill.

As soon as this feeling passed, he felt the endorphins rush into his brain causing his desire to want this feeling to be present once more, as a new sense of desire swelled within his heart.

Keaghen immediately looked up at the blonde woman, completely disregarding his original motive, as he shook his arms towards her and attempted communication once again.

"Uguu dah uguu!"

He wanted more milk.

Chapter 5 - Fifth Sense