Ddlb Byler
All characters are over 18
Punishment oop
"Dada! Daddy!" Will ran into Mike's office, wearing a cute white dungaree shorts with a purple sweater underneath it. He wanted to show Mike his new drawing he made of a strawberry cupcake. Mike looked up slightly, sighing. "Yes, baby?" Will grinned and shoved the drawing into Mike face, taking a step back to see his reaction afterwards.
"Made it foo you." Mike smiled, "aren't you my talented little boy? This is amazing, Will. Even when little you don't loose your potential. Beautiful. C'mere." He opened his arms wide, Will running into them and climbing onto his lap. "Love daddy." "I love you to- what is this?"
Mike glanced at Will's eyelids that had pastel pink eyeshadow over them. He now noticed the golden highlighter that was on his cheeks bones too. "Did you buy these without my permission? Where did you get the money from?!" Will looked down, ashamed. "Y-Your bag, daddy.." "Excuse me?! Unacceptable! You should be ashamed of yourself." Will whimpered. "I'm sorry, daddy."
"First of all you take my money without permission, second, you buy cheap quality makeup that can ruin your face and cause allergies, and third, you don't tell me! How stupid can you get, for gods sake!" Without another word, Mike grabbed Will's wrist and dragged him upstairs to their bathroom. He began checking every drawer, spotting the hidden makeup in the bottom left drawer.
He grabbed them, dangling them in Will's face. "What the fuck is this? These will RUIN your skin! How dare you, William! They belong in the TRASH." Mike began to walk out of the room, Will following after him, tears brimming his eyes. "NO! DADDY, NO! PUT THEM BACK!" He tried to grab his makeup back, only to have Mike yell at him, "STOP IT! BAD BOY!"
Baby Will whimpered at Mike's yells. "I-I'm a g-good boy! No-Not bad!" "You're not a good boy! Good boys do not act like this!" Will bit his lip to force himself not to cry. "I bought those! You cannot throw them away!" "You bought them with MY money, without MY permission! Not shut the fuck up!" "NO!" Will attempted grabbing his highlighter but it fell onto the floor, the powder breaking into small pieces and creating a big mess.
Mike glared at Will with cold eyes. "Bedroom. Now! You will not be using makeup! You don't deserve it after this! You're such a spoiled, bad boy!" Will shut his eyes, his mind taking him back to the times Lonnie used to yell at him. He remembered the time he first wore makeup, only to be degraded by him and slapped around. "I SAID NOW!" Will rushed to the bedroom quickly.
Mike had to cool off. Firstly he threw the horrible quality makeup away. Then he cleaned up the broken highlighter that was on the floor. He made sure to never punish Will when he was really mad, otherwise it would be bad for the both of them.
Will was waiting on the bed, anxiety flowing through him. The door opened to reveal Mike, who's eyes were still cold. "Overalls off." Will shook his head. "I won't repeat myself again. Pants. Off. Understood?" Will rushed to take his overalls off, hands shaking. "Lay on your stomach," Mike said as he took his belt off. Will shook his head, holding his pillow close to him. "P-Pwease not the belt!"
"On. Your. Stomach! Can't you just listen to me for fucking once?!" Will felt his chest tighten. He felt like his breathing was slowing. "D-Daddy I-I can't b-" "Fucking hell! Come on!" Mike instantly regretted yelling at Will. "Will, baby I-"Fucking hell! Come on!" That's exactly what Lonnie said to him that day. Will began sobbing, holding his chest tightly, breathing heavily, shaking. Mike dropped the belt, not knowing what was going on. He ran to pick Will up, bouncing him slightly. "Will? What's wrong?!" "A-Atta-Can't breathe! Hu-Huwts daddy! Make it stop!"
Mike's heart clenched. He knew he shouldn't have attempted to punish Will when he was even slightly mad. "Okay, baby. Shh, you're completely safe. See? Nothing will hurt you. Daddy is really really sorry, precious, shh. No need to cry." Will swallowed, "d-dada love Willy right?" Mike nodded, wiping under his eye. "Yes, baby. I love you." He pressed soft kisses to his cheek as an attempt to calm him down. He pulled Will on top of him. "Try to match my breathing."
Will did as he was told. It worked and soon, he was better, at least his breathing was. "I'm so sorry, Will. I am terribly sorry. I lost myself, it will never happen again. I'm sorry, baby." "N-No makeup, still? Still bad boy?" "I was just wrongfully mad, you're not a bad boy. Have I ever not gotten you what you truly wanted? Of course I will buy it for you, this time good quality. Baby, please don't buy stuff like that without my permission. Those could've been bad for you."
Will sniffled, nuzzling into Mike's chest. "Sowwy, dawwy." "Shh, it's okay. And also, did I tell you how pretty you look? You looked beautiful with the makeup on, baby. Even without it, you look breathtaking. Oh well, you're just daddy's perfect little prince, aren't you?" Will giggled, "love daddy!" "Daddy loves you too." "Watch snow with me, daddy!" Mike smiled, kissing Will slowly and gently. "Whatever you want, kitten."