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She smiles, “I love you too, baby…”
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Why Can’t I Just Hate You?! (Closed with Eli-the-transboi) (1/1) (MxM) (TW)
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He smiles and grabs his phone, walking out to the living room.
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Julia follows, kissing Harold’s cheek. “I’ll take over. Before you burn the hotdogs.” She grins.
He scoffs. “When have I ever done that?!”
She gives him a look.
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Reo smiles slightly, "I'll cook them!" He says, moving over.
(Cause– he loves to cook-)
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Yes-
Julia smiles, “Oh good! Finally a good cook!”
Harold rolls his eyes. “I’ve never burned food…” he grumbles.
Julia grins, “yes you have. Hasn’t he, Reo?”
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Reo laughs softly, "You have, Papa." He takes over, quiet again.
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Harold scoffs, “Oh your mother just told you to say that!”
Julia laughs, “No I haven’t!”
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Reo smiles slightly, finishing the food, "Here."
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Julia smiles, “Hm. My gourmet chef over here.” She ruffles Reo’s hair.
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Reo smiles, serving them.
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Julia smiles, “thank you.”
Harold nods.
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Reo nods, taking his food and eating it.
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Julia and Harold began eating.
Harold sighs, “Well…what’s going on with this…boyfriend of yours?”
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Reo chokes, “He’s not. . . My boyfriend. . . Exactly. . .” He looks down, “He’s a friend. . . That I like, papa. . .”
(Hmm. . . Watch them see the bruise on his shoulder— like, hes in the bathroom with his shirt off, putting some ointment on it and they see a tines ball sized bruise on his shoulder and half the one on his hip—)
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Mhm-
Harold hums, “Whatever you say kiddo…but don’t let him hurt you.”
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Reo nods, “I won’t.” He smiles, “I’m fine, papa.” He finishes his hotdog, “I’m going to go take care of the bruises I got today.”
(Cause he gets a bunch of tiny ones everyday cause of the condition)
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Mhm
Harold raises an eyebrow. “How’d you get them?”
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“Papa, you know I just get them. They happen. I bump into things, It not many, just two or three. I’m being careful>
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He sighs, “Okay okay. Just wondering. Be more careful.”
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Reo bites his lip, “I’m as careful as I can be, papa.” He smiles slightly, grabbing his medicated ointment and walks to the bathroom.
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After a while, Harold knocks on the bathroom door and walks in. “You ok-“ he pauses, staring at the bruises.
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Reo blinks, dropping the ointment and grabbing his shirt, “Papa!”
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He growls, “Who did that.”
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“I just tripped and fell, papa. Nobody did anything.”
(Boo, it’s a lot darker than your other ones, as well as a lot bigger—)
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Harold scowls, “Don’t lie to me.”
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Reo looks down, shifting on his feet, “Papa—“
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He shakes his head.
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Reo looks down, “It’s fine, papa. . .”
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Harold scowls. “You quit lying to me. What have I told you bout lying?”
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Reo bites his lip, “Not to do it, papa. . .” He whispers, gripping his shirt to his chest, “But it’s fine. It doesn’t even hurt. . .”