A Russian and Puerto Rican raising an Asian.

9

<Dex's P.O.V>

We were finally allowed into Aron's room after what felt like centuries. I went in first nearly knocking Stephanie over. When I got in Aron sat in the middle of the uncomfortable hospital bed. He talked to the nurse happily as she wrote on her clipboard checking his IV.
"Hi Dex, Hi aunty Steph" he chirped happily bouncing slightly on the bed. I ran quickly over to him crushing him to my chest.

"You scared me kid don't ever do that again" I sighed clutching at the back of his shirt.

"I'm sorry Dex" Aron mumbled into my shirt burying his head into my shoulder.

"You shouldn't be sorry it's not your fault you got sick if anything it is my fault I'm sorry kid should have been drugging you from the start" I smiled pulling back and sitting next to him on the bed. Aron smiled up at me coming close and cuddling to my side Steph talked to the doctors outside and I watched her expressions very carefully. She had her serious face but there was still relief glinting through her eyes. I unconsciously started to run my through Aron's hair. A nurse came in smiling and updating me on Aron's condition.

"You can take him home in about an hour or two so you shouldn't be too worried" she smiled pulling a dum dum out of her lab coat handing it to Aron he took it with a smile and a thank you before she turned back to me. "Your friend is so sweet to come with you and I must admit you are one of the most caring fathers I have ever met" she smiled walking out of the room.

"Uh actually I'm not hi-" she was gone before I could correct her. I huffed and rubbed Aron's side a few more times before he said anything.

"Why did she call you my dad?" he asked looking at me.

"She is just a little confused is all don't worry about it" I explained chuckling lightly.

"Oh ok that's good I wouldn't want you to be my dad" Aron admitted playing with his hands.

"Why would you not want me to be your dad?" I asked faking hurt.

"Because you can't marry your dad," he said matter of factually.

"M-marry?" I questioned confused beyond belief looking down at him my eyebrows pressed together in confusion.

"Ya I uh I want to get married when I'm older I want us to get married or can we get married now? When I asked ma' ma he said not until I was 55 so that's not to far right?" Aron smiled looking brightly up at me.

"No that's not to far away but, you won't want to marry some old guy when you grow up" I chuckled.

"No I will always love you I want us to get married when we are older" he pouted, I have never seen Aron be unreasonable or throw a hissy fit but I think he was about to show me a grade A hissy fit.

"Aron calm down buddy" I soothed trying to get him to be quiet.

"Not until you promise," he whined crossing his arms over his chest.

"Aron by then you won't have a crush on me and you want to marry me, promising won't do any good" I hushed too late to remember I was talking to a child.

"NO! YOU HAVE TO PROMISE! I WON'T CHANGE! I WON'T! I WON'T! I WON'T!" Aron yelled jumping off the bed and stomping his foot.

"Aron please" I pleaded seeing Stephanie walk in on the phone with someone.

"PROMISE ME!" Aron screamed balling his hands up at his sides stomping his feet.

"WHATS HAPPENING?!" he heard Aleks scream from the other side of the phone.

"I have no idea," Stephanie admitted quickly leaving and standing in front of door keeping watch.

"OK!" I yelled over his tantrum. "Ok, ok I promise when youre older I will marry you if you still want to get married to me" I mumbled holding him to my chest in hopes of muffling the small cry.

"Thank you Dexy" he hummed nuzzling his face into my chest. I rubbed his back hoping he would stop crying.

"D-did you just give me a nickname?" I asked seeing Stephanie walking hanging up the phone.

"Yup can I please go home now?" Aron asked rubbing his eyes softly looking up at me.

"Uh ya sure thing buddy" I picked him up and brought him out of the room sighing him out and filling out a few extra forms before walking out with him. "So uh are Aleks and James coming home?" I asked softly holding Aron a little closer.

"No I told them to hold off until tomorrow like they planned" she smiled just as we got to my car.

"Are you going to be alright alone till tomorrow?" she asked rubbing my back. Aron was passed out and I gently placed him in the back seat rubbing his shoulder a bit.

"We will be fine," I mumbled waving her off and getting in the front seat. Once we got home I picked Aron up from the back seat carrying him inside sitting down on the couch. I held him in my lap kissing his check softly hugging him closer.

"I won't let you get hurt again kid" I whispered falling asleep holding him tightly.

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