D&B5

36

Three months later

Now, little Ob is six months old. His development is progressing well, much to the delight of Day and Brick, as well as family and friends. Many people have been bringing gifts to spoil their nephew. Currently, Ob is chubby, fair-skinned, and incredibly adorable, which has attracted many people who want to take him and raise him themselves.

The house renovations have been completed, connecting the two houses from the second floor. The ground floor has been turned into a cozy sitting area with a lush green garden and a simulated waterfall, which is a popular spot for Day's friends to gather and drink.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Brick, your child is bullying me!" Gear's voice echoed as little Ob tugged at his hair while Night was holding the little boy.

"Ob, no! You’ll get your hands dirty," Brick said, approaching his son and gently pulling Ob’s hands away from Gear’s hair. He then used a wet tissue to clean Ob’s hands. Ob, who initially had a sulky face, immediately broke into a wide smile upon seeing Brick and made a move to reach out to him, prompting Brick to quickly take him from Night’s arms.

"Wait a minute, I’m confused by what you just said," Gear chimed in, causing Night to chuckle.

"It means that your hair is dirty," Nick interjected from nearby as he played.

"Because you love to tease my child! What’s wrong with you, making my child all annoyed?" Brick complained back to his friend.

"Your child is the one who likes to take Night away from me! Every time Night holds your baby, he won’t let me come near him at all. Truly, he is Day’s son," Gear grumbled lightly, but not seriously.

"And you get possessive over your child too," Nick added. Night then walked over to hug Gear and give him a peck on the cheek, trying to make amends.

"Uh-huh," little Ob made a sound with his throat, causing everyone to fall silent immediately.

"There you go!" Gear rolled his eyes. Night then playfully teased his nephew, making Ob chuckle.

"I think my son is teasing you," Day said as he walked in, holding a bowl of mashed pumpkin prepared for his son. Since little Ob had begun to eat solid food along with milk, Brick took him to sit in the high chair so he could get used to dining at the table.

"Yum!" little Ob vocalized, though not clearly, but everyone understood what the little boy meant. His chubby hands waved back and forth, bringing smiles to everyone’s faces.

"He’s eating so well—soon he’ll be a little piglet!" Gear teased his nephew.

"That's because of your antics! No wonder my child doesn’t like your face," Brick jokingly replied before taking on the task of feeding his son, who eagerly opened his mouth.

"My nephew eats better than Gear!" Nick chimed in again.

"Really, everyone is ganging up on me. Little Ob, Uncle is being ganged up on!" Gear said and sat next to his nephew’s highchair. Little Ob turned around and rubbed Gear’s head with his tiny hands before facing Brick to continue receiving his food, leaving Gear looking bewildered.

"So, does my nephew not like me, or is he fond of me?" Gear asked slowly before sitting on the couch, not wanting to disturb his nephew during mealtime for fear that Day might complain.

"So, is Nan coming over to drink tonight?" Gear asked.

"Yeah," Day replied.

"He's coming to play with my son! But it’s odd, isn’t it? Nan is so rough around the edges, yet Ob loves to play with him," Brick said with a chuckle.