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"kamo, looky, he likes me! can we keep him! can we keep him?!! pweeeease," he put his hands together and pleaded, max stared at me licking a strand of diego's hair.

he's in the house isn't he? doesn't that usually mean that- nevermind. i just don't see why diego wants the little brat.

"daddy? look he's good boy," his green eyes got wider and he pouted his lips,

"okay, okay. we can keep him just stop looking at me like that," i grumbled. annoying.

diego squealed in excitement, i jumped back watching him grab max and taking off towards the stairs.

groaning, i fell back into a chair. diego stopped half way up the stairs and turned around,

"we'll be waiting for you to say nighty night daddy," he smiled, then continued skipping up the stairs.

i got up out of the chair cleaning up his toys and food as slow as possible, so he could have time to get changed and into bed without me being in there because..

my phone started ringing and without looking at it, i shut it off and turned it on silent.

i put the apple juice back in the refrigerator, sat diego's medicine on the counter, took his skates off the counter and put them beside the couch, threw the rest of his food away.

picked up odd-nins around the place, like crayons that laid on the couch and stuff like that.

i know i'm really not persay, but i wonder if this is what it really felt like to be there for someone.

and why does diego want me to be his daddy so bad? i barely even knew him when he started calling me that..he was just that annoying kid, well hes still that, that came into the store begging for ringpops.

i turned the lights off and made my way upstairs to my room, putting my ear to the door and hearing not a sound.

when i walked in, i seen a lump in the bed and only the night light on.

i turned the temperature to seventy-five and called it good there, it wasn't too hot for me nor too cold for diego.

on my way to the bed, i hit the bathroom light and kicked my jersey to the side for a walk way. i'll pick it up tomorrow.

i sat on the edge side of my side, looking back at diego and max,

diego laid in the middle of the bed, curled up with his thumb in his mouth as usual, his head in the hoodie of one of my big hoodies and his hair peaking from underneath it as well as some extra eyes.

that little devil was fucking laying in the hoodie on top of diego's head still, pawing in his hair and glaring at me. i didn't even do shit.

i got underneath the blanket, trying not to touch the two. but they made it incredibly hard not to when diego scooted closer to me, almost pushing me off the bed looking for body heat.

max curled out from under his hoodie and onto my chest. i winced at his claws digging into my chest, i was going to spank the little fucker and throw his ass off the bed.

but he laid down on my chest and closed his eyes.

i pulled the blanket over him and laid my hand on diego's back, closing my eyes as well.

giving no thought to when diego started to move around, he was probably just trying to get comfortable anyways,

"i love you kamo," his little voice whispered.

he kissed my jaw, rubbing at my stubble on my chin and giggled,

suddenly placing a sloppy kiss on my lips also, before wiggling his way down underneath the covers.

my eyes shot back open,

what the actual fuck did he just do?

oh hell no. i don't think so,

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