Krist pouted, sitting on the floor surrounded by his children, watching as P'Sing packing his bag.
"I can't believe you're abandoning us. Me, our kids... After everything we've gone through together. Don't you love us?" Krist sniffled, pulling his kids closer to him. He only had them now.
P'Sing stopped and looked at the sad picture the four of them made on the floor and raised an eyebrow.
"I'm only going to work. You know, the thing you've been doing for the past few days while I was taking care of the children at home."
"But I came back home every day. I didn't go out of the city." Krist quickly held Pluto as he clambered onto Krist's back. Seriously, this was less dangerous when he was a cat.
"I have no choice. I also need to go home. P'Jane is getting suspicious because I had been staying here." P'Sing frowned as he pulled out a wet toy from his bag, passing it to Muffin when she made grabby hands for it.
"We could tell them the truth," Krist suggested.
"What? That we have three kids together?"
"Might need to start with something easier. Like the fact that we're dating. We're going to tell them, right? We're not hiding this." Krist hated the part of him that was insecure about their relationship.
"Of course. I don't want to hide you. Or the children. Our family is my best achievement. But we also need to do it right."
"Right... As in..."
"As in telling our family first." P'Sing chuckled at the face Krist was making. His parents were going to be furious. Oh not about him dating P'Sing, they would be overjoyed about that.
"We'll talk about this after I get back, okay?"
Krist nodded, watching as P'Sing kissed each of their kids' foreheads before cupping his cheeks. "You're not alone. We're a team and we can do anything."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"A team, my ass," Krist grumbled and continued rocking a crying Muffin in his arms. Of course, their youngest daughter would get sick as soon as her Papa went out of the city.
Krist was worried out of his mind. This was the first time any of their children got sick and he didn't know what to do. He tried calling P'Sing but he didn't pick up, much to Krist's annoyance. He was debating on whether he should just take his daughter to the hospital and outing them all to the public when the door opened.
"P'Sing! I don't- shit." Krist swore when he saw his mother standing there, gaping. Krist knew what a pitiful image he was making, holding his crying daughter in his arms, in the clothes he hadn't changed in the past two days.
"Mom..."
"Kit, what-?"
Krist didn't let his mother finished his sentence as he ran into her arms, sobbing. "Mom, Muffin is sick. I don't know what to do. She's so hot."
"Let me see her."
Honestly, Krist was somewhat glad that his mother was here. She took over taking care of Muffin, ordering the medicine for her and feeding her, without asking too many questions. An hour later, she finally stopped crying, sleeping in her crib.
"Are you sure we don't need to take her to the hospital?"
"She just has a slight fever. She'll be okay. It's better to take care of her at home now." His mom took a look at him and shook her head. "And you, go take a shower. You look terrible."
"Mama..."
Krist turned around and saw Fiat coming out of the bedroom, holding onto Pluto's hand. They had been napping when his mother arrived.
"There's more of them?"
Krist cringed at his mother's question and tried to smile innocently as he picked up his sons.
"Mom, meet Fiat and Pluto. Babies, this is your grandma."
"They're adorable. Do you have more of them?"
"Mom.... Don't you think three is enough?" Krist whined.
"How am I supposed to know that? I didn't even know that you have a kid, much less three of them."
"I can explain this."
"You better."
Krist opened his mouth but stopped when his phone rang. He quickly put the boys down and answered it when he saw that it was P'Sing.
"Kit, I just got your messages. Is she okay? I'm on my way back now."
"Shit, P'Sing. You don't need to come back. You still have work to do, right?"
"Yeah. But I can't just let you take care of her alone. This is such a bad idea. I know I should have cancelled this."
"P'Sing, P'Sing. She's okay now. My mom is here and she's helping."
"Your mom? Does she knows?"
"I was about to tell her."
"Damn it! I should be there. You shouldn't need to do this on your own."
"I'm okay. We're okay." Krist lowered his voice. "You need to finish your work first and then come back to us. We'll be here."
"I don't like this. You and the kids are my priority but I'm stuck here."
"I know. It's just a for a few more days. We can tell our fathers together when you get back."
"Okay. Tell me how your mom reacts later. I need to go. I love you."
"I love you too." Krist turned off his phone and took a deep breath before facing his mom.
"Mom..."
"Is that their other father?" His mom asked with a smile.
"What? How did you-"
"You're my son, Kit. Did you think I didn't know about your feelings for Sing?"
"How could you when I didn't know about it?" Krist looked down, smiling slightly as Fiat hugged his leg, Pluto following behind his brother like always.
"You are always oblivious about your feelings. Your father and I almost gave up on having Sing as our son-in-law."
"So... You're okay about P'Sing and me?"
"I'm happy for you two. I just wish you would tell me first before making me a grandma. I'm still too young to have three grandchildren." His mother chuckled, patting Fiat's head when he ran to her.
"They're a surprise."
"Are you happy, Kit? Does Sing makes you happy?"
"I am, mom. I'm happier than I ever was."
