A/N: last one for today, I'm suuuuper sick and only getting worse 😷🤒
Cliche but allow me. I'm a sucker for this shit
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Harry is shrieking. Ethan is fuming. His parents are yelling. My baby is just crying.
"HOW DARE YOU MENTION THAT NAME!"
Harry lunges, but Ethan grabs him and moves him back a few feet. I tuck Vik's head into my neck and soothingly run my hand along his back.
"Sir. I don't know who you are, but please let go of our son."
"Afraid I can't do that. He's scared so I'm gonna comfort him."
His dad approaches us and rips Vik away from me. A blood curdling scream releases from Vik and his dad lets him go. I scoop my baby up, his legs wrapping around my waist and cuddling into me. Olive's leash drops from his hand, but the dog stays loyal.
Harry and Ethan creep closer to us, ready to act if the horrible man tries to grab Vik again. Realizing he's lost, Vik's dad backs off a bit. Going back to his wife's side to lick his wounds, a steely glare fixed on us.
"Who the hell are you?!"
A devilish smirk crosses my face and I kiss my baby's temple.
"Well, I'm the one your son calls Daddy."
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