Father Josh

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I stumble up the stairs after bidding Tobi goodbye. The whole building is silent, which is rare, especially on the weekend. As quietly as I can, I unlock the door to my apartment. I creep in and remove my jacket. The TV plays one of Vik's movie, but I hear no sound. I move, peering over the couch. My heart stops at the sight. Simon is sprawled out on the couch, feet hanging off the end. Vik lays with his face snuggled into his chest, wrapped up in a blanket. The whole thing just looked right. I walk around the couch and gently pick Vik up. He wakes up and blinks at me.

"Da *yawn* da?"

"Hi, baby. Did you have fun with Simon?"

"Si Si nice Dada. Make cookie. Have cookie Dada?"

"Go back to sleep baby. Maybe tomorrow."

He snuggles into my neck and falls asleep again. I make my way to the bedroom and tuck Vik into the bed. He doesn't have a crib, so he sleeps in the bed. Just as I finish tucking him in, a frazzled Simon runs in. He stares blankly at me and I raise an eyebrow in response.

"I woke up and Vik wasn't with me... Kinda panicked."

Vik whimpers and shifts on the bed, so we both head back to the living room and plop down on the couch.

"Thank you for watching him. I don't get time to hang out with friends often."

"It's really no problem Josh. Seriously call me anytime. Vik is an absolute sweetheart."

We both fall into silence, and I glance at the TV again. I chuckle at what is playing.

"So... Thomas the Tank Engine?"

"Shut up, Vik was loving it."

"He also told me you made cookies?"

Simon groans and blushes, burying his head in his hands.

"What?"

"I didn't actually bake them... They're store bought, but Vik wanted to bake, so I put them on a tray and put them in the oven for like 2 minutes to make them warm."

I start laughing at Simon's confession and he joins slowly, still a bit embarrassed by it.

"Honestly would have down the same."