disconnected (muke) (Boyxboy)

cinco

(5-2-15)

"ASHTON!" Michael yelled as he ran over to where he was getting punched repeatedly in the face by Luke. He wrenched Luke off of Ashton with strength he didn't know he had and helped Ashton up. "You disgust me." Michael spat out, glaring at Luke. If looks could kill, Luke would be six feet under.

He helped Ashton to where Hunter was standing, near the playground. "I'm sorry buddy, I need to clean my friend Ashton up. Can we go home right now, clean him up, and then go out for ice cream? Is that okay?" Michael said, crouching down to Hunter's height. "It's okay, uncle Mikey. I hold hand?" He asked, pointing to Michael's hand. Michael nodded, grabbing on to Hunter's hand, slowly leading the way back home.

When they got there, he temporarily let go of Ashton so he could unlock the door. Pushing it open, he let Hunter run in ahead of them so Ashton wouldn't have to rush. He led him to the bathroom, where he finally took a good look at his face. Ashton had multiple marks on his face, which looked to be the beginning of bruises. His left eye was swollen shut, and he was bleeding from a cut near his cheek. He had Ashton sit on the bathroom counter and got out the first-aid kit. "Sorry love, this'll hurt." He said as he dabbed antiseptic on his face. Ashton winced and hissed under his breath, but did nothing to stop him.

After a few minutes, they were done and Hunter was complaining that he was hungry. "Ash, do you want to stay for dinner? It won't be anything special, probably just macaroni and cheese." He said apologetically. "Yeah, I'd love to. I haven't got anywhere to be anyways." Michael picked Hunter up and set him in front of the television to watch Mickey Mouse, the boy's favourite. "Just sit here for a bit and the food'll be ready in no time." Hunter nodded, not taking his eyes off the animated character.

Michael went to the kitchen to start boiling water. "Hey Ash, can you help me by getting Hunter out of his shoes and jacket, and maybe possibly getting him in his chair? It's a special high chair and it takes a couple minutes to get him into it, and I want to have him ready when the food is." Ashton nodded and walked to the living room, where the boy hadn't moved a muscle. "Hey Hunter, your uncle Mikey asked me if I could help you get into your high chair for dinner, is that alright?"

He waited for an answer, and got one in the form of a nod. Ashton took off the boy's outerwear, and picked him up. He immediately started struggling, wanting to finish watching Mickey Mouse. Ashton thought quickly and paused the television, and like magic, Hunter stopped wiggling around. He got Hunter in his high chair just in time for Michael to bring out three bowls of macaroni and cheese. He set a bowl down in front of Hunter, and gave him a small sippy cup.

"Bud, if you're still hungry after this, we'll go for ice cream, but if you get full, we'll have ice cream tomorrow. Okay?" Hunter nodded, carefully spooning macaroni into his mouth one by one. They sat down to eat in silence, and once Ashton finished, he put the bowl in the sink. "Mikey, I've got to go now, I've got work in the morning and I need to sleep off some of the pain in my face. Thank you for dinner." He kissed Michael on the cheek and hugged Hunter goodbye on his way out, leaving Michael to press a hand to his cheek in awe.

(#mashton af)
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