I'm yours

Part 32

A sudden sound of a garage door opening made Beth twitch as she was preparing dinner.„Oh, you're home already?“ she asked her husband in surprise and kissed him after approaching him.“Already? I even think I’m late today.” Sebastian responded and took his coat off.  “Huh… Then I’m a little slow today. You might have eat something before dinner; it won’t be finished for one more hour or so.”, “I can wait. Is he asleep?” he asked, putting a soft smile on his lips. “Unsurprisingly-” at the same moment a crying sound came out of the baby-phone and the two newly parents turned their heads to it. “Not anymore.”  Beth finally said and wiped her hands into the apron to check on their son. “Don’t bother, I’ll go.” He stopped her by putting hand on her shoulder and headed to the living room, where the baby currently was. “Okay, seems like he was awoken by your presence, anyway.”
Baby’s cry didn’t last long; it stopped as soon as he saw his daddy. Beth heard Sebastian calming him down and talking to him. She finally had a family.
After finishing the dinner and setting up the table, Beth went to check on her two boys. They were both sleeping. Sebastian was lying on the couch with only his left leg on the floor and on his chest was sleeping Damon on his tummy, looking like a baby starfish. While she still had her chance, she took a picture of them and then gently picked Damon up and put him in the crib, kissing his black hair before doing so. With his 3 months, Damon was too calm for a baby. He was extraordinary peaceful, cried only when he woke up, probably because of a bad dream, ate a lot and slept a lot. He’s sure to grow up into an interesting man.

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“Why? Just tell me why. You promised.”, “I just… I can’t.” Damon slowed his pace of walking when he noticed seriousness in his parents’ tones; it was very unusual for them. He listened to their conversation while walking down the stairs and watching them quarrelling. Dad obviously did something, since mom was angry.
“Mom? Dad? What is happening?” I asked them when finally got down. They turned their heads to me. Mom had a disappointed look on her face.
“It’s your father.” I could hear my heart skipping a beat and then beating fast. “What? What are you talking about?”, “He…” I was expecting the worst when I obviously should predict what happened next. “He found your cheat codes for the games. And you know what we said about them; only in extraordinary situations.” I stared at them for about 5 seconds and felt as my jaw opened. This was so like them.
“Oh, my fucking God, I am so done with you.” I said and went to the kitchen to make some coffee to keep me awake for school project. “We love you, too!” they yelled to me while I still could hear them.
By the time I made my coffee, I found mom and dad watching some movie on the TV, with the usual happy aura around them, followed with their uncontrollable laughs and comments.  That was also like them.
“Care to join, son?” dad’s voice made me twitch. I didn’t expect them to hear me since they were occupied with the movie. “Uh, no thanks. I have a project to make.”, “It’s for the next month. Relax a bit, will you?”, “Yeah, come here, I’ll make popcorns.” Mom said while standing up from her lying position on dad’s chest. “Bring some Cheetos.” Dad added before mom went to kitchen.
It was true the project was for May… and the movie seemed pretty interesting, I could judge from all the laughs that I heard.
I sighed and decided to watch the movie with them, there were times when I just felt sorry for not spending enough time with them. I placed my cup on the table and sat on the couch next to dad and a few second later mom came back. “What did I miss?” she asked and sat next to me, handing Cheetos to dad and one bowl of popcorn to me. “The Blondie got shot.”, “No! I was cheering for him.”, “In the shoulder.”, “Oh… It’s fine then. But I bet you the one with the eye patch will make it.”, “Deal.” Dad accepted the bet after a short pause and put a smirk on his lips. They had to make bets every time they watched a movie and then they’d get their ‘Winner jar’ and did the things they drew out of it. As far as I knew, they were doing that ever since I can remember. Not only about the movies, but the other things too, like the basketball matches, Sassy’s choice about… whatever he was doing at the moment, even my grades. No matter how weird it was, the outcome was hilarious. My parents are the best.