Gangster- Tythan

One Was Enough

This was not Tyler's ideal situation. In all honesty, this was like a hell for him. One little was enough, but three? Jesus save him.

But there he is, holding Ethan as his 'boss', Mark, and Jack colour on the floor. The boys are doing okay but Ethan? He starting to get whiney as he's not the focus of attention.

"Daddyyyy!" Ethan whined, "Focus on Ethy!"

'Dear Lord, save me' Tyler thought. Then shock his head, "Ethan, shhh baby. Please, daddy is so stressed right now. Please don't add to that baby"

"Daddy!" Ethan complained, "Focus, on, me!"

Mark started to cry because it was getting too loud. Seeing Mark cry made Sean cry. Then Ethan cried because he didn't want to be left out on this.

'We need Amy back' Tyler thought. First, he put Ethan down. Then he scooped up the other two men, putting then slightly away from Ethan. He wrapped them up in a blanket and gave them bottles of milk to calm them down. They stopped crying.

Then he went back to his boyfriend, putting him in his lap and bottle feeding him. Because of the attention, Ethan quickly calmed.

Tyler knew he was going to get grey hair at this point, he really was. . . but soon. Like, in the next few days. Again, not his ideal living situation but it wasn't like he had much of a choice here. Because if he left them alone? They'd probably get themselves killed.

After a while, the two lovers got bored of cuddling and drinking. So they both put their bottles down. Sean started to crawl and Mark followed closely behind him.

They adventured around Tyler's house while Tyler was too distracted. First they tried to get up the stairs but that wasn't working so they snuck away into the kitchen. Jack reminded Mark to not try and crawl up onto the counter top because he'll get ouchies. Even spaced- Jack is the sensible one.

That's when Tyler looked over- they aren't in the blanket. 'God dammit. . .'

Suddenly, there was a loud crash followed by two cries from scared littles. Tyler ran into the kitchen to find Mark didn't heed Jack's warning and tried to climb up. That resulted in a pan being gripped onto then dropped as Mark fell onto his back.

"I-I WANT MUMMY!" Mark cried. Then covered his face, "M-Mama, where m-ma?"

Yeah that physically hurt Tyler. He scooped the grieving little up, "Shhh shh, calm down buddy, Uncle Ty has got you. Yeah? I've got you, you're safe here"

"M-maaaa!" He cried out louder. All Tyler could do was look at Jack for some kind of help.

"Here, give him to Daddy" Jack sighed, standing up and taking my Mark ihis arms, "Marky, you were naughty. Daddy told you not to climb the counter and now you have an ouchie and scared both me and Ethy. That's naughty"

"S-sowwy Daddy" he whimpered, "Pl-Please call me the names mummy did, please?"

". . . what names?" Jack asked.

"When I was naughty and away from Daddy, she'd start telling me I'm a pathetic little shit and if I did bads again, she'll t-takey baby out of safe space and do big boy things with him" he explained, nuzzling at Jack. He didn't notice the horrified looks, "And o-other times mummy would slap me and take Pan Pan away for hours or sometimes days. Cos I was naughty boy a-and I-it hard t-to space without Pan Pan. . ."

Jack looked, disgusted, "Oh. . . oh my Lord. No daddy isn't doing any of that! That's awful!"

"D-Daddy, I was naughty" he cried out, distressed, "Please daddy, hurt me, I was naughty and deserve to suffer daddy. Make me really hurt."

Tyler had to leave the room to make sure Ethan was okay. The little still seemed shaken up by the loud noise. So he scooped him up and rocked him.

While Jack was still struggling to calm down Mark. Now Mark was trying to hurt himself, trying to slap or cut himself with his nails. Jack had to do something so he put him in the corner, holding Mark by his wrists.

"Y-you're a pathetic little shit. Ya have ta wait here for five minutes. Hurt yaself and ya'll be a deep shit. Cos o-only I can hurt ya, okay?" He growled. God that really hurt to say. . .

"O-Okay mummy" he said, pretending it was Amy. He closed his eyes and didn't hurt himself. He has to wait for mummy's punishment. . .

Jack walked back to Tyler, "I can't do this shit"

*~~~*

Well that got real.
Thanks to CrafterNoah1 for  suggesting Tyler has to care of all three littles! Cos that's a good idea.

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