The same roof 3|| HEROPHINE

fifty-nine: fight to make peace

♫- Therefore I am by Billie Eilish

꧁ Hero's POV ꧂

Here I am waiting for my dad.
Josephine is at work while I'm sit on the couch staring at the white box with the white bow, thinking how sweaty my hands are getting.

The last time I saw him, he seemed got old but I don't remember that much since I made him walk out.
I just remember the pain that I felt when I got in my mind the past things.
I was under so many painkillers that day that I barely looked at Jo and a healthy human being would think twice before avoid completely Josephine.

I hear someone knocking at the door.
I stand up and I feel like my legs are getting shaky.
I walk slowly, followed by an excited Cooper that is hoping for a evening walk.

I exhale before I wrap my fingers around the icy door handle.
I slowly open it after taking my time and here he is.
Tall and handsome like he was years ago but with some more gray hair.
I can bet on the fact that he still getting hit on even at the grocery store like a while ago.
I remember how mad my mom was getting when the ladies at the supermarket couldn't take their eyes off this man.

"Hello son." he says showing me a smile while he is holding a bouquet of flowers and a wine.
"Hello dad." I say showing a light smile and make him walk in.

"These are for Josephine and this is for you." he says handing me the white Lily bouquet and a bottle of red whine.
"I don't drink anymore but I'll take it anyway. Thanks." I tell him and he follows me till the kitchen.
"Oh, then Jo will drink it since is her favourite wine." he says and it's crazy how he knows this little details about Josephine.
Jo steels every heart I guess.

"Yeah she will." I say thinking about how long she has to wait till open that bottle.
I show him the sofa with a hand to envoys him to sit on the couch right in front of the white box closed just with a bow.
I see him give it a look but he dose ya stare at it any longer surely thinking that it's a gift given from someone to us.
"How are you doing son, Jo told me that you're feeling a lot better and you got a couple of flashbacks in the first days." he says and just now I remember that Jo used to update my father about my conditions since I didn't want to see him.

"Yeah I had some." I tell him briefly.

I hear him sigh.
"Listen son, I know that you're still mad at me but we were completely okay before the accident. In the past years you became a man, you got to know what love is and you learned what forgiveness is." he says. I don't say a word. I don't want repeat the same discussion over and over.
"That is for you." I say pointing my eyes on the box.

He seems a bit weirded by the way I skipped the argument.

"For me? It's not my birthday day." he says a bit flattered and I can see his joy in his eyes.
It's true that some people more they get older and more they become like kids.
"I thought it was right to tell you." I say once he gets to lift the baby body with written on Hello Grandpa.

His eyes go wide.
"Josephine is pregnant?" he asks and from the spud of his voice I can understand that his mouth just went dry.
I nod.
"Can we go for an hug?" he asks already on the edge of the couch ready to stand up.
I nods and then at warmth that I wasn't feeling in tears. A tight and felt hug.
"I'm so happy for you son. You always been so good with babys and I'm sure that you will be a better father than I was." he says patting my back with his hand still hugging me.
"You was a great father too before you chose your careers over our family." I let it before I step back and look at his eyes.

He stays in silence knowing that I spoke the truth.

"But I promise that I'll be a great grandfather." he promises.
"You better do but if you're going to be in our life I don't want greatness I want the excellence." I tell him being hard on him.
"I'll don't worry." he says coming for a hug.