𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

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"You wanna eat pretty?" Kyhier held the spoon of the cooled down oatmeal to Ocean's mouth fighting with the girl to eat it

"Unt un" she shook her head and body dogging the airplane Kyhier tried to distract her with.

"You want me to call daddy?" instantly pouting she gave him a deep scowl opening her mouth letting him feed her. Smiling Kyhier put the spoon into her mouth

"Good girl! See it's not bad huh?" Ocean shook her head no and opened her mouth for more never getting her oatmeal that sweet because Santana didn't allow it

The man's body lit up in relief. Santana made taking care of Ocean so easy and Kyheir wanted that badly. He was feeling very accomplished not only with feeding her but Ocean feeling comfortable enough to stay with just him in that headspace.

Kyhier concentrated on making sure she was full taking his time to make sure everything was just the right temperature. Ocean couldn't even acknowledge how focused he was on feeding her, due to her trying to get the bowl out of his hand and throw it

Even tho she was older than her normal age she still took on the headspace as a toddler wanting to be destructive and explore

Kyhier let her do just that sitting comfortably in the backyard allowing Ocean to run around in the grass. Her mind was so in awe by her bear feet against the nature even with her doing it many other times.

Her mindset took it more seriously wiggling her toes deeper, even pulling the grass out of the ground attempting to taste it

Her excited noises and shocked faces made Kyhier chuckle finding it cute how something so simple seemed so serious to the girl.

Ocean looked back at him making her way back to the patio and only pointing at the grass for him to know what she meant.

Never did Kyhier see himself doing something so soft. Something that he would never think to do. Only letting out a huff, Kyheir took off his black socks grabbing ahold of Oceans giddy hand walking on the grass

He now understood her awe to the simple task. In some way, it was very therapeutic

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