You sat relaxing on the couch going through the latest Vogue magazine when you heard fast footsteps run down the stairs and you knew it was your husband bryson
"Yn baby"he said breathlessly sitting next to you
"Yes baby"you said not looking at him
"You seen my lucky cap somewhere around,i can't seem to find it"
"Last time I checked I wasn't allowed to touch it"
So Bryson has this black cap which was bought by his late mother before she died..and he took it as his lucky cap so no one was allowed to touch it
"Man come on I know you've seen it somewhere"
"Bryson I told you I haven't s--"
"No,no,no tell me this is all a dream"
Bryson cut me off...looking at the direction he was looking my heart fell
Right in front of us stood our five years old son who had mud all over his clothes and he also had on the cap which was also muddy
"Jr,what have you done"i asked in disbelief...he knew better than to touch that cap
Slowly taking the cap off he quickly examined it then passed it over to Bryson
"Jr did I not say don't touch this damn cap...did I not say so"Bryson screamed at him and he started to cry
"Don't start with that crying shit,now who gave you this cap"
Now I knew Bryson was angry cos he never swore in front of Jr
"Okay baby you can calm down cos you will not swear in front of my son.. I think he got the message" Jr ran behind me in fear as I pleaded with Bryson
"You also need to shut up..you got him all spoilt now he can't even listen to me,i am his father for heaven's sake"
He said angrily throwing the cap which hit Jr in the process then left
"You know what,fuck you" I just lost my temper and I knew better than to also swear in front of my son who was now crying hard
"It's okay baby let's go get you cleaned up"
I said wiping my tears off picking him up I made my way up his room
After cleaning him up I picked out something warm for him to wear then we headed to the theatre room where we watched a couple of movies till he fell asleep
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I heard the door open...opening my eyes I saw Bryson snucking in
"Don't" I said half asleep
Taking off his shoes he joined us on the blown out bed where Jr was still sleeping next to me
"I am sorry love"he whispered kissing my forehead then Jr's
"You really hurt him,my baby looked so scared Bryson" I said crying
"I seen him I didn't meant to,i was just angry you know how much I love that cap"
"But he's still your son, he need not to fear you like that"
"Don't worry imma make it up to him"
Since Jr was now sleeping in between us Bryson leaned over and kissed my lips then hugged Jr's small frame
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