A light of my life [DD fanfiction]

Part 3 'All the nerves'

'Nooo! Noo, dear God, no! He is going to get meee! Aaaahh!!! Noo, Damien help me!! '

Robert was at the garden, playing with small folk. Damien had a rough morning, so after calling his friend, he could rest for a little bit.

Lucien was actually a genius. He learned how to walk really fast, and currently, he was running.

Spending time with Lucien, let Robert rest too. From alcohol, from all his problems. When you take care of baby, you don't have time to drink or even smoke. Specially, when you are taking care of children like Luc.

'Is this child even tired sometimes?' he complained, collapsing on the grass. Toddler walked up to him and jumped on his chest.

'Are you riding a horse now, Luc? What are you doing, lil buddy?' Robert kept asking, when suddenly, Lucien yawned and lied down on him, hugging him.

'Ah, you are hugging. Okay.' he got up, sqeezing baby to his chest.

'You two got along so well.' Damien admit, when Robert gave him back his son. Small giggled quietly, having his hands on his hips.

'Are you feeling better, Dames?'

'Oh yes, way better.-

'What about binders? You are comfortable, or you want me to correct them?'

'No, Robert, I'm completely alright now. Thank you for your care, I appreciate it.' they shared calm smiles. Then, Robert grabbed his leather jacket and sighted deeply.

'I'm sorry, but I can't stay with you today, like, for whole day. Gotta go, visit the city.' he said sadly, nervously playing with his fingers.

'No need to worry, dear friend, I understand! This is not a problem though. At last, it's my child, right? I have to take good care of him too.' Damien laughed in the answer, what brought a big smile on Robert's face, and... great fire to his heart.

He left them alone, as he said, he will. Just few hours.

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He got back home, really tired. It was night already, and he dreamed of his comfy bed. He didn't even changed his clothes. Just lied down to bed and snored. With the corner of his eye, he could saw a light. But not the street latern light. It was light from someone's house. And he knew really well, whose house was that.

Robert got up immediately, and marched to Damien's house. He was really shocked. It was so late, Damien was always sleeping at 1:00am. He slowly knocked the door and heard a loud, nervous scream „Hold on!!". He was also sure, he heard Lucien's cry. The door opened. Damien stood inside. His hair was pinned as a really messy bun, and his eyes, oh man. He looked like he didn't slept for months. They were puffy, just like he was crying before moments, and underlined.

'What's up, Dames?' he asked the best he could. Bloodmarch whined painfully.

'Something is wrong with Lucien. He keeps screaming and crying, for 5 hours now. I don't know. He doesn't want to eat, his diaper is clear, everything seems fine.' Damien answered, letting Robert inside. Small walked up to the crib. Definitely something was wrong, but opposite to Damien, Robert knew, what was it.

'Do you see, what he is doing with his legs? Curling them up, right? It's colic I guess. He definitely has bellyache. It happens, I read about it really much. You have to lie him down, like this, on your hand, and warm up his belly. He should be fine in few moments. D-Don't worry, I will do it, you seem really tired.' Robert explained, doing everything he said to Lucien. Just as he expected, little folk stopped crying after 20 minutes, and started to fall asleep. He must have been tired, as much as his father.