Tyler & Jonas

9 - JONAS

Jonas seeing his stepfather's car felt a little better. His parents had returned from their romantic weekend. He had missed his parents, even if it was only for a weekend, and what happened yesterday with Tyler had upset him more than he thought. At that time, the only thing he wanted to do was have fun and spend time with his parents. He rushed inside the house, as if they could disappear at any moment if he didn't hurry.

"Dad, are you there?" shouted Jonas when he saw no one.

"We are here!" Said his father.

As soon as his father spotted him, he hugged him to greet him and kissed the top of his head like he always did since he was a kid. No matter how much he had grown, he knew that for his father, he would always remain his big baby who couldn't hold a fork without putting it everywhere.

"I missed you," said his father.

"We saw each other two days ago, dad," said Jonas, amused.

"It was not the answer I expected," said his father.

"I missed you too, dad," said Jonas, rolling his eyes.

"I still remember when you cried every time I took you to school because you didn't want to be separated from your poor old father," teased his father.

"Dad, it was my first back to school," said Jonas.

"I wish you had stayed as cute as when you were little. Now you don't even miss your poor old father. I don't think you need me anymore," his father pretended in a dramatic tone.

"Dad, it's ok, you can stop the comedy, I will always need you," said Jonas.

Before her father could reply, her stepfather entered the room.

"Hey Sonny, good to see you !" his stepfather said, hugging him as well.

"Me too! Dad is a little too dramatic, though."

"You should have seen how worried your dad was. I should call Jonas, oh no, and if Jonas needs any money," his father said, mimicking his father's voice. "I swear he meant you call every ten minutes if I hadn't tried to dissuade him," teased his father, which made them all laugh.

"Hey, now you shouldn't be against your own husband," laughed his dad as he gently pinched his stepdad on the arm.

"Ouch ! You hurt me. I need a magic kiss from my beautiful husband," his stepdad said, pretending to be hurt.

His dad shook his head amused before gently taking and tenderly bringing his lips at his arm while making sure to keep eye contact with his dad.

"Here you, big baby, satisfied?" said his father, releasing his arm, however his stepfather didn't let him and joined their hands together.

"Very," laughed his stepfather before placing a tender kiss on his father's lips before releasing him, which made his father smile with all his teeth.

His father and his stepfather had been married for almost ten years now, and they were still in love despite the years. Seeing them so happy filled him with happiness, but above all, seeing his father happy a second time reassured him enormously. He was happy to see his father so happy in his stepfather's arms.

He envied what they had sometimes, and he wondered what it would be like to have someone so special by his side. Nevertheless, he was not looking for a relationship, seeing his parents so happy and in love was enough.

His stepfather was an artist and a draftsman he could draw and paint anything. He earned his living by being an illustrator for authors who were looking for covers for their books, or even for children's books. He captures in drawings precious moments in people's lives, such as births, weddings, and birthdays. His stepfather was an artist at heart who loved to draw, it was his passion and his job. He is quite the opposite of his father, who does not even manage to draw a house without it resembling a drawing of a twelve-year-old child.