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A group of sleep deprived idiots isn't the prettiest thing, but there we were. Stumbling our way through the airport. Vik is barely hanging onto my back as we make it to check in. As gently as I can, I lay him on the benches. I sit down next to him and he wiggles until his head is laying on my lap. I run my hands through his hair, and he practically purrs from the attention.

"Hey Simon?"

"What."

"Can you run to that shop and grab some pick 'n mix, please? I would do it myself, but I don't want to disturb Vik."

I see the protest rise in him, but JJ slaps his arm and tugs him away. A small tap on my arm, draws my attention back to the sleepy boy.

"Joshy? Can I have a sandwich?"

"Of course baby."

I move my hands to cover Vik's ears and then,

"HEY SIMON!! GRAB A SANDWICH AS WELL!!"

"HONESTLY FUCK OFF JOSH!"

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