You were picking your little brother up from school after he got into a fight.
You went to the principals office and another boy was sat with a large, intimidating man.
"Ahh miss L/n please sit" the principal cheerily says.
You sit down and your little brother immediately joins you as him and the other boy glare at each other.
"So these 2 boys have been arguing a lot and today Dylan hit Scott" you immediately stare at your brother as you hear he hit someone.
The man sat next to you chuckles before finally speaking up.
"They're kids, they'll argue and hit each other, it's just what they do" his voice was rough and deep.
"Oh well then Mr Russo I can assure that nothing else will happen to your son, we are so sorry about this situation.
Miss L/n please apologise on your brothers behalf" the principal grabs your arm and pushes you towards the man.
"That isn't necessary" he sternly replies while waking towards the principal.
"And never put your hands on her again, am I understand?" He coldly aks.
"Y-yes sir, my apologies" the principal whimpers as the man turns to you with and opens the office door for you to leave.
"After you" he whispers.
The kids walk out of the office and you follow them, the intimidating man close behind γου.
"I'm really sorry about this" yου whisper as you take ahold of your brothers hand.
"It really is no problem, they're not hurt so no harm was done' he replies while Scott walks to the play area.
"Go say sorry" you whisper to Dylan and he sighs before following him.
The boys start playing together and you can't help but smile, "Well at least they're getting along now".
"Yes, it's good" is his only reply as his eyes stay on you.
"Dad, can Dylan come round?" Scott shouts as they come running up to you both.
"You'll have to ask lovely Miss L/ n" he replies as they all stare, waiting for your answer.
"Of course, that would be amazing" you smile and both of the boys cheer.
"Good, you can come as well" H/ n says as the boys run and get in his car
"I shouldn't and his mother probably wouldn't like the surprise" you reply.
"He doesn't know his mother, she was never in the picture" he replies.
"Oh, I'm sorry" you whisper, not quite sure what you were sorry for.
"I'm not, now come on, we don't want them fighting again" he takes your hand and gently pulls you towards his car, opening the passenger door for you to get in and putting your seat belt on for γου.
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