Proud Father - Cassidy

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Cassidy was worried. Far more worried than he had ever been. His son, Iwan, had come home with a black eye and bloody knuckles.

"Oh my god," you breathed out, cradling the young boy in your arms as you cleaned the blood off of his small knuckles. "Iwan, what happened?"

"Some boy was picking on a little kid," your son said softly. "I stepped in."

"Good lad," Cassidy praised, ruffling Iwan's hair and smiling down at him. "Taught you well, eh?"

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