Kiddos ★ lennstarr

3. Julian

John loved Julian, he really did. Even though he was older and his attention was focused more on Sean, John cared for Julian too.

Julian did care about his father, he loved him to bits. But he could never admit it. Never. The words would get clogged in his throat, he choked up at the thought of it, he couldn't get past the first word before running out of the room with red cheeks and hot tears streaming down his cheeks. Don't get him wrong, Julian loved his Daddy, he just hated admitting it.

John loved seeing him grow up. He loved when he's greeted by childish shrieks followed by a tight hug and the cheers of "Daddy's home!" He'd grown into a peaceful boy who wouldn't call out or yell out anytime he saw something mildly exciting. He grew into his mother's personality. He was an incredibly mature boy who still took the time to remind people he was a kid when the opportunity was there to present itself.

Sometimes they took the time to hang out, John was fairly young when he had the kid anyways. Now he was 25 and Julian was 10 and holy shit Julian was so close to being almost half his age how was that possible?

"You're getting big," John grinned and bumped shoulders with his son. "Too big."

"Oh please," Julian rolled his eyes and kicked at the table in the kitchen absentmindedly. "I'm not that big."

"My fatherly instincts prove otherwise." John ruffles his hair softly. He takes a sip of his coffee and looks at his son's expectant eyes.

"Can I have some?" Julian eyes the cup hopefully.

"Aren't you too young to drink coffee?" John smirked and put his cup down.

"No," Julian had large eyes and his bottom lip was quivering. "Please Daddy, please."

John rolled his eyes and let out a sigh of defeat. He got up and gave his son a small cup. He poured out some coffee into the cup and watched as Julian's eyes widened.

"Drink up Jules," John winked and clicked cups with him.

"Thanks Dad!" Julian grinned and blew softly on the coffee before taking a small sip of it. His lips pursed and his eyes looked up at him with confusion.

"It's bitter," he said and frowned. "It's gross."

"We can fix that," John smiled. "Let's put some sugar in there."

It was simple things like this that defined their relationship. And John was glad that he had something with his eldest child, even if it was something as small as sharing coffee together.