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Chapter 9~

Mitch's P.O.V:

"Daddy.....Daddy!" I bent down to take the loud child into my arms. How nice it felt to hold him- my child.

My son, and no one else's. Travis wasn't the one that bore this child. That wears the scars, that pays the bills, that keeps him happy and healthy. He can push, and shove, and tug, and tear, but nothing will ever keep him away from me. My heart belongs to this tiny life, the life that will one day surpass my own successes.

I brushed his hair from his eyes, a smile on my face as I did so. "Do you know that I love you, baby boy?"

Matthias nods.

"That no matter what happens, I will always love you?"

He nods again.

"Good. Good, baby." I squeezed him tight once more, closing my eyes tightly as his small hands wrapped around me.

How did all this happen, anyway? Things used to be so simple, so serene, and right. Now I worry for the safety of my son, my best friend, and my own.

"I love you too, Daddy."

"I know you do. And don't you ever stop loving me, you lil' worm!" My fingers suddenly moved at lightning speed, targeting Matt's armpits and ribs. He squiggled underneath me, choking out small giggles in between his cries for help. "Memaw, Memaw, h-help! Daddy's-ahehehehe!"

My mom came walking through the door, yellow cleaning gloves adorning her hands. "Come on Mitch, leave the poor boy alone!"

I sighed, removing my own hands before leaning down and placing a kiss to his forehead. "Fine! But don't think this is over," my voice was deadly calm, giving Matthias a stink eye; but not without showing a smirk to keep the situation lighthearted.

He stuck his tongue out at me, jumping away before I could grab him up. "You little booger, come back here!" I was soon on my feet, not really thinking about my purple socks getting soiled before I went chasing him out into mom's garden. Suddenly he was running into Scott's arms, hugging his leg tightly. "Scotty, help! Daddy's gonna eat me!"

The tall blonde laughed heartily, pulling off his gardening gloves before picking the boy from the ground with a smile. "I'd never let that happen to you, little man~ What'd your mean old dad do this time?"

I approached, rolling my eyes and stopping in my tracks before the man. "I didn't do anything! He started it!" I poked Matthias' cheek, causing him to bury his small head into Scott's neck. "C'mon now, it's time for your nap..."

"But i'm not tired, Daddy!"

"Well too bad!" I pried him from Scott's arms before carrying him off to his room. "Why is Scotty here, Daddy?"

"He's helping Memaw with her flowers."

"Can I be a flower, Daddddy?"

I pulled him a bit away to look into his blue eyes, a confused expression on my features. "That's a strange request, honey."

"Mhm! Flowers are real pretty, Daddy. I want to be pretty too!"

"You are pretty!" I laughed as we entered his room, moving across the floor and to the bathroom nearby. "I don't wanna brush my teeth!"

Matthias tried to run off but I grabbed him under his arms, lifting him and standing him on a stool in front of the sink. "Well you've got to, unless you want your little corn nibblets to rot out completely-"

"Nooooo!" I giggled as his hands covered his mouth. "Then let's do it~"

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Scott's P.O.V:

*time sukippu*

"Nan- do you need anymore help with outside?" I wiped sweat from my brow.

"No, you've done quite enough~ Now, here." She stepped forward, handing me two purple tickets. "Uh-"

"They're for the Autumn festival downtown. I want you to take Mitch there- i'll watch over Matthias after his nap. He's been very stressed lately and this only happens once a year- now go!"

I nodded shortly before making my way out the door, jogging back over to my house and not bothering to lock the door as I rushed up the stairs to shower.

I threw on my floral print button up, dark blue jeans and a pair of white sneakers. It wasn't like this was an appointment of huge significance but it was Mitch. I want to look good.

About an hour later I padded over to the house, knocking on the door gently. I couldn't hear anything inside.

Knock.

Silence.

I began tapping my foot- not really impatiently, but it tends to be a habit.

Suddenly the door swung open, the sight before me completely taking me off guard.

"Are you ready to go, Scott~?"

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YOOOOOOO I am super duper pooper excited :D

The thing is, is that mun here is an FtM Trans* man with a depressingly feminine body -_-

Buuut

Since we don't have the finance for a mastectomy right now, I will instead be getting a breast reduction (well, maybe. My meeting with the surgeon isn't until the 15th.) My moobs are incredibly over-developed and I literally haven't been active since 2010, when they practically grew overnight :P

It will at least make it much easier to bind in the meantime, and will cost less in the future when I DO get top surgery. :^)

Tbqh, daddy's excited.