After grasping his son between two fingers, Steve put him on the palm of his hand, he didn't really want to let the shrimp fall risking to kill him.
For Derek everything was still impressive, the share size of his dad hand was mesmerizing, he was lost in fear and disbelief of what his dad had done to him, and that's was probably the reason he failed to notice where he was being carried. Well, maybe also the motion from his dad movements helps to confuse him a little.
It wasn't until his dad opened a door, and stopped for a moment, that Derek has time to look at his surrounding. Except for Steve, which occupied a large piece of his vision, he could see his parents room. Derek didn't known what to think, what the hell was his giant father going to do?
:- Dad? Dad what does...
He turn to look at that enormous face, but he could only pick a quick view before the ground under his feet shifted sending him free falling.
He couldn't end his question, one moment he was firmly hold in his father grasp and the next one he was falling, he doesn't even have time to scream before he land on a soft material.
After landing, Derek quickly turned to his father, awe substituted by anger.
:- Dad what the hell are you thinking?! You want to kill me?!
:- OH COME ON SON, IT WASN'T THAT HIGH, IF I WERE TO LET YOU FALL ON THE FLOOR MAYBE THAT WOULD HAVE KILLED YOU... BUT YOU'RE NOT ON THE FLOOR.
Right, he wasn't on the floor, the floor wasn't withe and soft. He looked at what was around him, he seems to be lost in a white sea, huge waves all around him.
:- What's this place...?
Then It hit him, he was on a bed, a giant bed, his parents bed... Derek drifted his sight from the duvet to his dad, rising his head he could see his muscular thighs, and he stopped for a moment staring at the bulge in his shorts, he was having difficulty swallowing, flash of the brief view of his dad's genitals crossed his mind. His dad was well equipped in that sense, and thinking of how small he was now...
"No! No Derek you can't think about It now! Move on, Just move on". He move over, over the shirt covering Steve's furry abs and chest, at that severe face high above him.
:- Dad why are we here?
:- BECAUSE I NEED TO TALK WITH YOU.
:- You could have done It even without shrinking me dad.
:- REALLY?!
He wasn't ready for this, Derek had to cover his ears at the sudden rage explosion.
:- HAVEN'T I TRIED TO TALK TO YOU NORMALLY?! AND WHAT WERE YOU DOING?! LISTENING MAYBE?! NO, NOT A FUCKING CHANCE!
Then lowering his voice.
:- NOW, DICKHEAD, YOU CANNOT AVOID TALKING TO ME, OR LISTENING TO ME!
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