Gemotions

He was crouched on the floor, attempting to reassemble a complex Lego set he'd abandoned as a child. His father, ever the helpful soul, was offering unsolicited advice. He looked up at his dad, who was leaning over his shoulder.

He raised an eyebrow, a slight twitch at the edge of his lips. The entire situation was ludicrous, and delightful. He knew this would be a memory.

He reached for a Lego brick, then paused, a small smile playing on his face. The whole thing was just too perfect.