Leviathan Emeritus. (Papa Emeritus 3's son)

bonding time

*Ghulehs pov*
We finally brought leviathan home after a week of that horrid hospital. No offence, but that bed did not make me feel comfortable. We moved his crib in our room so when he cries, we are like right next to him.
He is right next to me as I sit back and rest on the couch paying some bills for the satanic church. I have a feeling that was suppose to be the fathers job but I insisted. Leviathan is helping me by just laying next to me in his little rocking bed chair thing. I don't know what it's called but sister got it for him. She is gonna spoil the crap outta my kid. What grandparent wouldn't?
leviathan starts cooing and making baby noises.
"want your nukie?"
I place the pacifier right in his mouth before his eyes roll the back of his head and passes out.
I snort.
"Oh. you're tired? I suffered 9 months with you inside me." I giggled. Now I just look crazy for talking to my sleeping son who doesn't know what the hell i'm talking about.
I hear squeaking.
"Ralph?"
He pops out from around the corner and runs towards me and Leviathan. He sniffs into his rocking carrier.
"Came to visit, Ralph?"
He just squeaks. I assume it's a yes.
"Raalllpphh!!"
"Dammit, Copia. He's sleeping!"
"Sorry. Ralph escaped again and I can't find him. Is he there with Leviathan?"
I look at ralph and I can see that he is in no mood to stay in his cage.
"No but keep looking and be quiet."
He nods and storms out.
"You're safe for now, buddy." I pet behind the rodents ears.
He closes his eyes while standing on his hind legs, enjoying the massage. He then climbs up to my shoulder and hides under my hair, like a blanket. He snuggles by my left side of my neck so he's warm. I slowly pull my hair toward the front of my shoulder so he's hidden while sleeping.
I look to my son. Just sleeping with his little pacifier in his mouth, shifting up and down with every suckle.
His right hand twitches.
Awww. He must be dreaming.
Maybe dreaming of making his papa proud, becoming the new papa of the church, singing in front of millions.
I shouldn't be thinking like that now. He's a baby. We have to raise him to do all of that.
But it would take years for that to happen. Also by the time he is trained, what if all the fans drift away from ghost from all the years of lack of activity wasted, just to train our son. I hope we will think of something that can keep the fans occupied with us while he's training.
Leviathan wakes up. He yawns and rubs his eyes with the sleeves that cover his little hands so he wouldn't hurt himself. He has his fathers claw-like nails.
"morning, pumpkin." I whispered.
I lifted him out of his little rocking bed and held him in my arms. His head was resting on my chest. His little hands were up by his head. He made some baby noises and got comfy. He fell right asleep again.
I decided to take a nap too so I removed ralph from my shoulder and put him under a couch pillow leaning towards the back rest like a little fort.
I laid down on the couch and napped for a bit.
Leviathan stirred and poked at my breasts, waking me up about an hour later.
"Rather you are being a pervert like your father or you are hungry." I take out my left boob and put his face towards it to see if he was hungry. He latches right on.
"My good boy." I pet his soft black locks. I sit up and hold him up so he can drink more comfortably. His tiny concealed hands hold onto the sides of my boob like a bottle. He even starts making suckling noises. Waaaay too cute, Mister!
I take out my phone and record it at a certain angle so it would show his little face suckling. I finished and sent it to papa, who was currently busy with Nihil and Sister.
I then remembered.
What are papa ii and i doing?
Omega comes in.
"Hey. Hows the little prince?"
"He's good. he's a better eater than I was."
"What happened?" Omegas head tilted.
"Let's just say I was in a rebel phase at birth and refused to suckle on my own mom."
"Oh!" Omega laughs. He's always had the greatest laugh. It's a More healthy contagious laugh than the plague.
"Anyways I was just wondering, Where is papa i and ii at? also what are they doing."
"Trying to design Leviathans pope robes without Copia annoying them. I think Uncle Emeritus is about to snap."
"Oh no."
"You can say that again." Omega shakes his head shamefully.
"DAMMIT, COPIA, YOU LITTLE FUCKING DISEASE!!!"
"Speak of the devil. See ya, Ghuleh." Omega leaves the room.
We can hear Papa ii roar at Copia.
Ralph jumps and hides deeper into the pillow.
I look down to see Leviathan suddenly stops eating and gets startled. He begins to cry.
"Oh nonononono! Shhhhh... It's ok. Shhhhh..." I remove Leviathan from my boob and rock him.
"We're standing here by the abyss
and the world is in flames..."
He then just stops almost instantly.
He recognizes his favorite song and calms down. Me and papa's voice is his aesthetic.
Papa ii barges into the living room.
"I am so sorry! Copia wouldn't stop harassing u-"
"I know, I know." Leviathan's fine now."
"I heard him crying and I instantly regreted it. I'm sorry, Little nephew."

He just makes baby noises. I guess that means he is forgiven.
"Anyways, I need your opinion on Leviathans robes. Which one do you like best?"
I look at the sketches he hands to me.
One just looks like a bootlegged red and black version of papa iii and the other was like a Vampire prince looking one.
"I'm definitely going for the vampire looking one. That would look so good on him."
"Believe it or not, Rat face designed it and I must admit, he did a pretty good job. But he wouldn't stop begging me to show it to you."
"Why couldn't he Show it to me himself?"
"I don't know. I think he has a crush on you."
"He knows I'm married, right?"
"Yeah. He knows." He slightly nods.
Leviathan snuggles against me and makes more baby noises.  I hold still so he can get comfortable.
My husband enters the room.
"Baaaabyyyy." He softly whispers.
"Hello brother" He waves at Jared.
My heart beats fast when I see him. I smile so happily at him  he's so gorgeous. he and his son look so much alike. Leviathan is a Mini-papa 3.
"hey mama." Papa kisses me and softly pets Leviathans matching hair with his gloved hand. Leviathan twitched as a reaction to the touch on his head. He just sleeps. Sleep, sleep, sleep. My little sleeping prince. hehe.
I love bonding with my baby.