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[an: alright, queers, listen here. I don't know where this story was going but enjoy, and happy holidays even though in the 26th 💅🏽]
Warnings: sick baby, lowkey cute, Familyfic, talk about anxiety, crying children
"Papa, can we make cookies for Santa?" Ace, their 4-year-old asked "of course, honey. Go get Monty [5] and daddy, so we can all do it together" Benji smiled, putting the boy on the floor. He watched as his son ran over to his husband, Victor "Daddy! We're gonna make cookies for Santa! Come on!" He exclaimed pulling on victors pants. I smiled at the two as Monty ran into the kitchen "we're making cookies, papa?" He asked in a quiet voice.
Monty had always been a quiet kid, ever since they adopted him a few years ago. He was a scared child, but they always tried their best to make sure he felt safe and loved in their home. Ace, on the other hand, was a very hyperactive 4-year-old. He always wanted attention and always wanted to do something.
"Yes we are and you can help too" Benji said, pinching the boy's adorable little cheeks. "Alright, my loves, let's get started!" Victor said. Benji grabbed a bowl from the top Shelf and placed it on the counter. They grabbed their boys and placed them on the stools so they could reach the counter. "Okay, let's see what's first" victor said, taking out his mom's chocolate chip cookie recipe.
The family of four continued to make their cookies. Ace took notice of how quiet his brother was during this whole thing "you wanna pour these in?" Ace asked, handing him the bag of chocolate chips. Monty grabbed them and looked at Victor for reassurance "go ahead" he smiled at his son and he poured the chips in "good job" he praised, placing a kiss on his head
Benji had mixed everything in with the help of Ace as Victor cuddled Monty in his arms. "Monty, love, you wanna help roll these into balls?" Benji asked. He shook his head and rested on Victor's shoulder, Benji had taken notice of the tears that were forming in his eyes "aww, what's wrong, baby?" He asked taking him from victors arms and taking him into the living room. The boy started to cry as Benji rocked him, trying to calm him down.
Victor and Ace started to roll the dough out into balls "what's wrong with Monty" The 4-year-old asked "he's just not feeling well, love" Victor responded handing the boy some dough "before Christmas? How could you be sick on Christmas?" He pouted "people can be sick at any time." He explained "he just needs a little extra love and care from papa and he'll feel better" He smiled "will I get extra love too?" Ace asked "of course you will" Victor placed a kiss on his forehead
"Honey, please calm down" Benji said, rubbing his 5-year-olds back. He sniffled and sobbed onto his shoulder. Benji felt his forehead, now realizing his son had a fever "do you feel sick?" Benji asked and he nodded. "Okay, let's go get you some medicine to make you feel better" He said walking over to the bathroom and placing his son on the sink counter. He grabbed the thermometer and placed it against his forehead "101.7" it read "would you like to lay down for a bit?" He asked pouring some medicine into a cup "What about the cookies? Can I watch" Monty asked "Of course" Benji smiled, handing him the cup. When he drank It, he cleaned the cup, put everything back, and picked his son back up
