Chapter two.

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The rest of the night for Taron was hard to say the least. While he knew that it was time to move on, he just couldn't. I mean, he had a beautiful boy whom he loved more than anything and the last thing he wanted to do was shake up their dynamic.

He really needed to clear his head.

Taron turned his head in the direction of his alarm clock and saw it was 6:30am. It was time to get up and prepare things for Mikey.

First thing first, a hot shower to relax his muscles. Then it was downstairs to start the coffee maker, prepare Mikey's favourite waffles and juice and pickles' tuna feast. So much to do but so little time.

"Hi daddy." Mikey mumbled as he wrapped his small arms and legs around his father's right leg, much like a koala to a eucalyptus tree.

"Good morning. Why are you up so early?" Taron asked, taking a well needed drink of his coffee.

"You left." Mikey replied as he looked up at Taron, making sure to rest his chin on Taron's calf while doing so.

"I always leave buddy. I came down to make you breakfast and get pickles his breakfast as well." The father answered.

Mikey continued to stare up at his father before Taron gave in and picked his son up to give him a famous Taron bear hug.

The little boy cuddled into the crook of the Welshman's neck before letting out a tired yawn.

Taron kissed Mikey's head and carried him to the sofa where he decided to cuddle the young one for a while.

And just as he promised the night before, he told his son about his mother and how selfless she actually was and how above all else, family always came first.

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"Have a good day ok? I'll pick you up after nursery." Taron said as he stood outside of his son's classroom.

"Bye daddy, I love you." Mikey replied happily.

"I love you more." The father said, knowing the little game he and Mikey had of one upping each other.

"I love you muchly!" Mikey shouted with a big smile.

Taron returned the happy smile and wrapped his son in a special goodbye hug, just like he always did.

The father released his son and watched as Mikey ran off to play in the sandbox with his friends.

Taron was definitely proud of the little human he and his wife had created.


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