Alex swallowed thickly. “You told him about me? He know he got one more parent?”
“Well, what was I supposed to do? Most of the other kids at preschool have more than one parent, of course he was going to ask,” Ash grumbled. He crossed his arms over his chest defensively and still wouldn’t quite meet Alex eyes. But his scent hadn’t soured, had just sort of gotten weaker, so he wasn’t mad, just...embarrassed, Alex guessed.
So he took mercy on Ash and let it rest. It was enough to know that Ash hadn’t pretended like he didn’t exist. He hoped Ash had told Adom good things about him, and maybe at some point he would ask, but for now...it was enough.
But Alex is really excited to meet his son, to hug him and kiss him. Adom look really precious and he is exact copy of Ash, even Ash denied this.
He reached out and curled his fingers around Ash wrist, stro
"What the hell is wrong with your family? I am going to kill your grandfather" Ash hiss which make Alex smile tiny."Well he is dead already,"Alex massage his temper awkwardly when Ash gare him again"And what about letters, who send letter to Man, why the fuck he didn't show me your letters. Why everyone doing this to our realtionship, do they think it's funny?".“What?” Alex said, brow furrowing further. “I sent them. They definitely sent to Man. I can't send you directly beacuse of my grandfather, not even Allen he know him to but Man. Grandfather don't know much about him.” He reached into his pocket for hs phone, showing Ash his writing pad where he write a soft copy before sending hardcopy to man, and the long series of letter he’d sent to Ash, just like Alex told him.Ash took the phone, scrolling with wide eyes, and then
It wasn’t until they were finished eating and had started clearing the dishes that Alex said, “I’m sorry. For thinking you would do that to me. I even talk bad about our own son”Ash shook his head. “I’m sorry I didn’t make things clear sooner.” He looked down at Adom, who was carefully stacking his own bowls, and Alex then back up at Ash. “I’m sorry you had to raise him alone. I am sorry I am not here when you are in pain.”Ash eyes were suspiciously shiny. He huffed a little, and then visibly decided to make a joke out of it, saying, “You’re right. Adom, what do you say we let Papa take care of the dishes today? He has seven years to make up for.”“Okay, okay,” Alex said, laughing. He got a kiss from Ash as he passed to collect Adom from his chair, so it was worth it. Alex would gladly do the dishes every day for the rest of his life as long as Ash was beside
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---Sebestian and Allen greeted Alex stiffly when they got to the bar. They looked at Alex like they were just waiting for him to run off again.But Alex had gone to his apartment that afternoon and packed a bag to take to Ash house. They were calling it a trial run for now, but he had hope that it would become permanent as soon as Ash was comfortable with that. He wasn’t going to run. Nothing could make Alex leave his family behind again. But ofcourse no one is going to belive him. Well it's not loke Alex want everyone to belive him either, for him only two people matters, his and his mate.But ofcourse Alex know how important Sebestian and Allen for Ash. They are like family to him, they are with him in his most critical time. When he deliver his baby, when he cry alone.Sebestian and Allen with him as his back, so they deserve answer from Alex.