Kitten {Kellic} [Book 2]

Chapter 18

Let us all just appreciate the name of this chapter for a moment. I'll be Daddy. Just hear Vic saying that and just like committed. That is what I live for.

~I'll be Daddy~

I went through Kellin's closet trying to find something suitable for him to wear while he sat on my bed swinging his feet and humming what sounded like the theme song from Sesame Street.

Kellin was apparently very annoying, or well that's what Tony, Mike and Ariel thought; they couldn't handle his childlike behavior at all. When I first bought Kellin, I couldn't handle his childishness and his innocence either, but he was more mature at twenty two. Since he thinks he's nineteen he actually acts a lot more childlike, but every once in a while I've caught a glimpse of my Kellin, the kitten I fell in love with. But, his childishness is actually... cute. I guess it's because I'm already in love with him and he seriously has no faults whatsoever that I can see but I think the way he acts is endearing.

He was so adorable and much to everyone's shock, I've only gotten annoyed with him once in the past two days since he's been awake.

"Kitten," I spoke up.

"Yes Master Fuentes?"

"Call me Vic," I reminded and pulled out a modest black dress. "Would you like to wear this?"

Kellin's eyes widened, "I can wear girl clothes?"

I smiled and draped the dress over my arm and walked over to him, ruffling his hair, chuckling a little as he scowled up at me.

"Clothes have no gender my dear," I said and kissed his forehead. "So, would you like to wear it?"

My kitten grinned and nodded his head yes, "Please!? I've always wanted to wear a dress but Daddy always said that they're for girls."

"Of course you can wear them, you can wear anything you want," I told him and laid the dress down as he raised his arms in the air for me, I smiled and pulled his shirt off and over his head before I helped my kitten into the dress and slipped some shoes on his feet.

"Alright, are you ready to go?" I asked and took his hand, helping him up.

Kellin nodded, "Is Miss Ariel coming with us?"

I shook my head no, "No Kitten, it's going to be just the two of us." I told him, "Now I don't want to lose you so while we're out and about I want you to hold my hand the whole time okay?"

"Yes sir," he hummed as I led him out at my bedroom and out of the house to the limousine where the chauffer was waiting with the door open. I helped him step in and got in afterwards. Kellin moved around until he was resting his head on my lap. I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair slowly as he started humming the Sesame Street theme song once again.

"What's your favorite color Kitten?"

"Um..." he didn't say anything for a good minute. "I like black a lot. And uh pink and yellow."

"Really?" I asked trying to sound intrigued. "Why?"

"Oh I like black because it matches my hair and it's cool looking and I like yellow and pink because they're so bright and pretty."

"That's interesting," I said playing with his hair distractedly.

"Yeah," he said quietly. "What kinda toys am I getting?"

"Any kind of to that you what." I said just as he moved around so that he was looking up at me.

His eyes lit up, "Really!?"

I nodded, "Of course Kitten, you can have anything you want." I told him and brushed his hair out of his face and smiled at him, he was just so beautiful. I loved seeing the life in his eyes and the rosy color in his cheeks, I had just missed him so much it was just unbelievable. Before the coma, I had always been reluctant to tell Kellin I loved him, not really saying it that often but now that he was awake and I had experienced what life was like without him and now I wanted to tell him that I loved him every chance I could get but I couldn't.

This was Kellin's second chance and I couldn't ruin that for him by telling him I loved him. He didn't feel the same way, hell he doesn't even remember me or that we were together.

"I like your nose ring," he said bringing up a hand to poke it.

I smiled, "Thank you Kitten."

"So since Daddy's not here and you are, does that mean you're in charge of me? Are you like my daddy now?"

I stopped petting his hair, "What?"

"Are you my Daddy now?"

"Do you want me to be?" I asked him curiously, if he wanted me to be his... Daddy I would be. Even if it made me slightly uncomfortable.

"K-kinda," he mumbled blushing furiously. I chuckled and put my hand on his cheek, rubbing it softly with my thumb.

"If you really, really want me to be and it'll make you happy then sure." I said and kissed his forehead.

Kellin smiled and nuzzled his head against my stomach causing me to chuckle.

"So what kind of toys do you want Kitten?"

"I want a couple of dolls, and some Legos and uh I used to have Lincoln Logs, they were my favorite next to my stuffed animals." He said. "And I wanna Barbie! So, so bad Daddy!" He said and the Daddy thing definitely threw me off for a second but I shook it off. If Kellin enjoyed calling me Daddy then I would just accept it.

"Okay, well when we get there how about we just get a basket and you pick out whatever you want and just throw it in?" I said and he nodded excitedly before sitting up and sat on my lap.

"You're going to let me do that?!"

"Of course Kitten, you can do whatever you want as long as you don't get hurt," I informed him, my hand going to the small of his back. "I'll never let you ever get hurt. Ever." I swore.

Kellin leaned his head on my shoulder and didn't say anything else until we arrived at Toys 'R' Us. Whenever I saw myself toy shopping with Kellin, I saw myself going to Oliver's sex shop to get toys for the playroom. Now I was shopping with Kellin to get toys for a completely different kind of playroom.

Kellin let out a squeal and went to run to a giant bin full of rubber balls when I grabbed his hand and pulled him back to me.

"Kellin, what did I tell you?" I scolded, "I don't want to lose you, so you need to hold my hand at all times."

Kellin sniffed, "I'm sorry Daddy," he whimpered and I shook my head and reached up to kiss his forehead.

"It's okay, but stay with me. I don't want to have to get onto you again." I told him and he nodded.

"Can I push the shopping basket?"

"Of course," I said and moved to let him push it, keeping my hand on his waist the whole time as we went around the hellacious store as he just threw random items that he liked into the basket. I smiled at how excited he got with each toy he threw in the basket or how he'd yell Daddy every time he would get impatient.

I also thanked my lucky stars that Daddy Dom and Little Boy relationships were a lot more common and accepted now, especially since Kellin would excitedly tell people that I was his new Daddy and they thankfully did nothing about it. After what felt like hours we finally finished and the chauffeur loaded it all into the limousine.

"Thank you for the toys Daddy," he said and yawned as he laid his head on my lap.

"You're welcome Kitten, now get some sleep." I said petting his head once more, "I can tell you're tired."

Kellin nodded, "Thank you for taking care of me by the way and being my new Daddy, I like having a Daddy. I-I mean I know you're not my real Daddy like my old daddy was but I'm still glad you're taking care of me. M-my old daddy said I was a handful."

I smiled, "You're not a handful at all, and I will be whatever you want me to be for you."

I refrained from saying, even if it's not what I want to be and kissed the top of his head as he soon fell asleep in my lap, letting out quiet little snores the whole ride.

If this was how we were going to be for the rest of our lives fine, as long as Kellin knew that I cared about him and that he was safe and nothing would happen to him again. As long as he was with me, regardless of our roles, I would still be happy.

I guess, that's what love does to a person though.

It makes us do things we never expected to do.