Professor Griffin (A Tyren FanFic)

Ch. 33

It was later on that day. Mom, Taylor and I were in the kitchen preparing some of the food for Christmas dinner. Ty, Chris and my father were outside shoveling the driveway. I walked into the living room for a moment to check on Dana. She was sitting on the couch watching The Backyardigans Christmas Special DVD that Ty and I picked up for her the other night in the store. She had her Backyardigans pacifier in her mouth and she was suckling softly as she watched. She'd occasionally giggle and smile, although it was a bit harder to see her smile because of the pacifier. Once she saw me, she took it out of her mouth and smiled at me and waved. "Hola, Bonita." I said in Spanish. I decided I wanted her to know about my Cuban roots to be more cultured and educated when she was older. She put her arms up and i quickly lifted her into my arms. I could tell she was hungry so I decided to give her a quick breakfast since the food wouldn't be ready for hours. I quickly whipped up some eggs with two mini cinnamon flavored waffles and some sliced bananas on the side. Once it was done, I filled her cup with lemonade and slightly diluted it with water. I sat her in her high chair and fed her. Not that she couldn't feed herself, because she could, but I wanted to have a bonding experience. She was still only 15 months old, after all.

(A/N: time Skip 2-3 hours again lmao 😂)

Ty's POV for a change lmao 😂

I was absolutely fed up with Mikes bullshit. We spent nearly three and a half hours outside shoveling the drive way and decorating the outside of the house. Not ONCE, not ONCE did he even so much as look in my direction. I loved Laur with all my heart and didn't want to hurt her by having a bad relationship with Mike from the start. I knew I had to talk to him. I walked into the living room where he and Chris were watching American Dad on Netflix. "Hey, Mike, can we please talk?" I asked. Mike looked in my direction and, while maintaining eye contact with me, he turned up the volume on the TV, obviously hinting he didn't want to talk to me. I slightly rolled my eyes and asked again, with more of an agitated tone this time. Finally he got up and we went to the back porch to talk. Once we got outside, I started the conversation. "Mike, can you please tell my why I piss you off so much? And don't even give me that 'I do this to all Laur's boyfriends' bullshit because I know for a fact that that isn't true. Your wife and children have all confirmed that to me. Explain please." "Of course I'm gonna be angry with you, Tyrone, you got my daughter pregant and pretty damn soon the 2 of you are going to have 3 children. She's going on 22. What the hell?" "Okay, sir, the pregnancy wasn't planned. I won't call it a mistake because I don't regret it at all, but I certainly didn't intentionally get her pregnant. She's a grown ass adult, if she wants to pipe, that's up to her." Mike looked horrified at my words, but I didn't give a tiny rats ass (A/N: if anyone gets that Friends reference, I love you). "Ty, you are a University professor who impregnated my 21 year old daughter with twins, you then planned to adopt a toddler together, which'll make y'all have 3 kids total, and you have the fucking audacity to say I have no right to be mad? What?" Mike ranted. "Listen man, I didn't mean it like that. Obviously you have the right to be upset but you have to realize that I'm in love with Lauren. I'll never leave her. You don't have to worry about me hurting her or our children, or anyone for that matter. I'm a lover, not a fighter." "I respect you for standing your ground but for not picking a fight, Ty. That's a good trait." I smiled. "So, we good Mike?" "Call me Dad. And yeah, we're fine, son. Shake on it." Mike said as he held out his hand with a big smile on his face. I returned the smile as we shook on it. Things were gonna be alright, I thought.

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