Fiijaa's Short Stories And One Shots

✅ All Nights Stand. 2

"Daaa daww! Deyyy! Gahahaha shoom! Gahahahaha!"

He looked down at the little cackling thing in his arms and chuckled breathlessly.

"Yeah..." He panted. "Yeah... Dada shoomed away, didn't he?" And he groaned. "I'm an idiot!"

"Dey! Dey! Gaw daa daw... Waww waww..." The baby eagerly sucked on his fingers as if he was being paid to do so.

"Yeah... Dada loves you more, baby..." And a smile bloomed on the father's face as he settled down on the steps of the resort that led to the beach. Even though the weather was ideal for a stroll down the beach, but since the whole place was reserved and a party was going on inside for the wedding being held a couple of days later, the beach was deserted.

He sighed and pulled the baby up to hug against his chest. "Ah... All I do since the day I got you is loving you baby... Dada loves you the most... that is all I do..."

"Moww? Aaath waaw waawu maoww! Aww" The baby threw his hands to the sides to show how big his love was. Yes, he knew how to do that! He was a smart little, handsome man!

"Ah, really? That is so much..." The father bit on his lower lip and kissed the boy's cheek who in turn, attacked him with bites and kisses. Yes, his Dada had been his pacifier ever since he started teething!

"Hahahaha... Okay, okay, stop, stop! That's enough love! Ahahahah!"

And for that, he was awarded with a loving slap on his mouth and a loud cackle by the baby.

"Yeah... you're lovely, aren't you?" The beautiful man cooed at the baby and held him against his chest as he sat there, staring away at the sea. "Ah, I was not ready for this! I sort of knew he'd be here... Its uncle Lammie's wedding after all" he told the baby. "They're friends... but Oon, baby, I didn't think he'd remember me this long! Strange, right?" He asked the baby who stared up at him with his wise, doe eyes and drooly mouth. "He was a j- ah, an arrogant and rude guy. Selfish and self centered. We don't need to associate with such people, right?" he rambled on while the baby looked up at him with wide eyes. And... he filled my heart with this tingly feeling the way he looked at me... It shouldn't right? I didn't even like him... but then... he gave you to me, didn't he? Ah... I can't hate him for that, can I?" he asked and then, thinking, he gasped. "What if he finds out? I mean... he could, right? He remembers me, he knows my family, they will talk! Oh, God! He'll find out!" he panicked and hugged the baby to his heart. "What would happen then?"

"Dada... gawwaa?" the baby looked up at his dada with concerned eyes and poked his cheek with his little index, cackling when the panicked man looked down at him. "Quuu"

"Yeah? I am cute, right?" the father let out a chuckled and let his son hug him. "Yeah... and it doesn't matter, does it? We don't need to care about him or what he thinks... he surely won't care about us... he never does for anyone..." he said, looking away at the ocean and letting out a deep sigh, remembering that day, the last time he saw that man and the day he boarded a plane back to Thailand. The day that man found out about his six years old son and went livid in denial.

'The fuck are you saying? Kid? I have a- huh, I don't fucking have a kid! I don't want a kid! Huh, you're just sprouting nonsense to get my money! Don't you?'

That was what he'd told the woman who informed him of the kid. And then he'd thrown insults at the woman, calling for security and calling her names Beam would never imagine someone calling himself. He would never imagine or want his son to be rejected the way that bastard rejected his son. No! His Oon was not going through that! Ever!

Over his dead body!

"Right... we are just enough for each other... right? Oon and his dada, hmm?" he smiled down at the baby and bumped their noses together, making the little thing cackle and clung to him to try bite him. He laughed at that. "Argh, okay, okay, that's enough..."