Something About Him {Vincent x Phone Guy}

A Special Guest {Chapter 21}

Desmond's P.O.V

"Daddy, why are you and other daddy naked?" I asked, crawling out from the middle and sitting on the edge of the bed, they weren't naked last night, at least, I didn't think so...
"G-Good morning Dessie! What would like for breakfast?" Daddy asks, sweat forms on his forehead.
"Daddy, you're changing the subject."

Daddy looked sweaty, I've never seen him naked before, and it was... awkward. Sure, we're both guys, but we're related by blood, and he was much older than me. I looked over at other daddy, he was still asleep. He looked peaceful, and not so uptight like he usually is. Daddy didn't speak, he got out of bed and placed on some boxers (they had toast on them, his favourite).

"Well, uh... we were too lazy to put clothes on." Daddy explains, shoving his arms through the arm holes of his purple sweater.
"Other daddy doesn't seem like the type of guy to be lazy to put clothes on, he seems like the kind of the guy who doesn't like showing skin."
Daddy gulped, his legs slipped through his black jeans with ease, but his face looked tense.
"Other daddy was really tired," He said, his face was a light shade of pink.

Other daddy groaned, and swam in the sheets, his arms raised up into the air. He opened his eyes slowly, and sat up against the bed rest. He looked at me with a sweet smile.

"Good morning Desmond, how was your-"
"You're naked." I pointed out, pointing at his chest.

Other daddy looked down, he lifted up the sheets and his eyes widened. He covered himself and blushed deeply.

"I-I'm so sorry Dessie!" He cried.
"It's ok, other daddy," I reassure (he blushes). "You're not the first person to wake up naked (I think)." He blushes a darker red.
"I'm gonna go make you some breakfast, come with me." Daddy states, wiping the sweat off his forehead with his sweater sleeve. He places his hand on my back and gently pushes me out of the bedroom. Daddy sweats a lot when he's nervous, and that makes me giggle a bit.
"You really love other daddy, don't you?" I asked, looking up at him.

Daddy's face turns red, he looks down at me, and smiles. Not a creepy smile, a real smile. A genuine smile. I've never seen him smile like this before.

"Yep. I really love him."

PG's P.O.V

I grab some clothes and throw them on me (all occurs in 0.2 seconds). That was so embarrassing! First, I did... that... with Vincent, and then Dessie sees me naked. I wanted to dig a hole and jump in. I could hear the door bell ringing, which was weird, because it was only 8 in the morning, and I don't think anyone I knew was coming over. I walked down the stairs, Desmond was standing at the front door that was wide open. He was frozen stiff, but I noticed his hands shaking. Vincent looked over at the front entrance too, and practically dropped his toast. I walked up to the front door, investigating all the commotion- it was a man. A young man. His light brown hair was slicked back, his brown eyes radiated the room.

"Hello Desmond... Father." The man greeted with a smile, although it looked fake.
"Hello... Xav." Vincent scoffed, placing his toast on the kitchen table.

Desmond didn't speak, nor move, his head slightly turned and he looked over at me. Tears filled his eyes. Who is this Xav guy? Desmond didn't seem to like him..., Desmond came running over to me and hugged me tightly.

"Protect me, other daddy." He pleads, the tears stain my blue-collared shirt.

I didn't understand what was going on, but he was shaking. His grip on my shoulders tightened. "Xav" just smirked, and Vincent held Jake back, not allowing him inside.

"Scott, this is uh... my first son, Xav." Vincent introduced. Ok, so first off, he doesn't tell me he has a son, second off, he doesn't tell me he has two sons?!
"How many sons do you have?!" I asked, how many kids is he hiding?!
"I only have two Scott, geez, don't portray me as a gigolo or something..." Vincent snapped back.
"Daddy, what's a gigolo?" Desmond pipes up.

Everyone went silent. Desmond continued to hold me tightly. It felt warm, and comforting. I leaned to Desmond's ear, making sure no one else could hear me.

"Desmond, did your brother do something to you?" I whispered, Desmond looked up at me, crying harder than before.
"He's a jerk, he always scared me, I just wish he'd disappear." (A/N A little too dark there Dessie)

Desmond's eyes were dark and empty. He didn't look like his cheerful self. Xav grinned evilly, I noticed that there was a suitcase behind him, he scoots it in front of him for all of us to see.

"I've sadly been kicked out of my apartment, and I need somewhere to stay..."
"YOU CAN'T LIVE HERE JAKE!" Desmond screams out of nowhere. More tears are sliding down his cheeks. I hug him closer to my chest, trying to hush him.
"I'm sorry Xav, but there's already a lot of people here, this semi can't hold all of us." Vincent explained calmly, though his eyes looked like he was ready to kill someone.

Xav snickered, his snaked his fingers through his dark brown hair, completely opposite from Desmond's hair.

"You've got no choice old man, you can't let me live on the streets, do you know how upset mom would be?" Xav reminded, giving Vincent the 'I got you' look. I wouldn't take this kind of attitude, so I stood in front of Vincent, he looked at me with a blushed face.
"Scott~"
"Don't talk to your dad like that! You should be respecting him!" I explain, crossing my arms.
"Are you my dad's new lover? He's going to get rid of you soon, just like he did with the others." Xav snickers, piercing his brown eyes into mine.

My mouth went dry. I wanted to believe that Vincent wouldn't leave, but one day, these happy moments would have to end... right? I looked down at my grey socks, Vincent took my shoulders and moved me behind him.

"Come in Xav, there's a spare couch in the basement."