(Fluff) Mitch is a little, and Beau is his daddy. Beau is very protective of Mitchy, and does everything he can to keep the little from harm. Unfortunately for him, Mitchy loves jumping on the bed.
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It's been a long and stress for day for Beau, he's just coming home from being at work all day. All he really wants is to be home and cuddle with his man. It's the only thing that kept him going.
"Mitchy!" Beau calls as he walks into the house. He shuts the door behind him, and frowns when he doesn't get a reply from Mitch like he usually does when he comes home from work. "Mitch?" He sighs, instantly knowing that this means Mitchy is up to no good.
Beau kicks his shoes off, and then he runs up the stairs. He stops and listens, and can hear faint giggling.
"Busted," Beau says out loud, before rushing to Mitch's playroom. He pushes the door open and looks up, only to find Mitchy jumping on the bed as music is playing in the background. He crosses his arms against his chest as he watches Mitchy, and clears his throat to get Mitchy's attention.
Mitch looks over and gasps when he sees Beau standing there, and stops jumping. "Daddy!"
Beau walks over and turns off the music. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Daddy, I was listening to that!" Mitchy pouts and sits down on the edge of the bed.
"No more music. You're in trouble mister. You're not allowed to jump on the bed," Beau says.
"Daddy, I was just having fun. Mitchy is careful. See? No boo boo's!" He shows Beau his arms.
"It doesn't matter," Beau says as he walks over to Mitchy, leaning down and gently kissing him. "You still broke one of our rules and now I have to punish you. Can you tell me why you're being punished?"
Mitchy looks down at his hands in shame. "No jumping on the bed," he mumbles.
"No doing anything that can hurt my little Mitchy. We have these rules because I care about you, sweetheart, and I don't want anything to happen to you, okay? I'm not mad, I just want you to be careful,"
"I sowwy daddy," Mitchy sniffs. "I be a good boy next time! Promise!"
"I know you will," Beau says, gently ruffling Mitchy's hair. "For your punishment, I want you in time-out for fifteen minutes, okay? Come on. Follow me." He gently grabs Mitchy's hand and leads him down to the living room. "I want you to stand in that corner while I make dinner. Do not go anywhere until I say, okay?"
Mitchy whines before walking over to the corner and facing the wall, crossing his arms against his chest.
Beau chuckles, and then turns and walks into the kitchen. He pulls out his phone and sets his alarm for fifteen minutes. Beau absolutely hates punishing Mitchy, and unlike most daddies, he tries to come up with punishments that don't harm Mitchy unless Mitchy is really bad. Mitchy's punishments usually consist of time-outs or taking away his favorite stuffies. Those punishments Mitchy really hates.
Beau decides on dinosaur chicken nuggets and mac 'n' cheese for dinner, Mitchy's favorite.
It's only about five minutes later when Beau hears a loud thump and a cry from the living room.
Beau gasps. "Mitchy!" He stops making dinner, and runs into the living room, only to find Mitchy in front of the couch on the floor with tears pouring out of his eyes. "Oh my God, Mitchy." Beau rushes over to him and picks him up, gently placing him on the couch. "What happened? You're supposed to be in time out!"
Mitchy lets out a whine. "I wanted to play, daddy! Owwy, it hurts!" He points to his ankle.
Beau looks down at Mitchy's ankle and sighs. "I don't think you broke it. We'll have to put on ice on it. Mitchy, this is exactly why daddy tells you not to jump on the furniture. You get hurt."
Mitchy grabs onto Beau and hugs him tightly. "I sowwy daddy!"
Beau frowns and wraps his arms around Mitchy, unable to stay mad at the little. "It's okay, sweetheart. Daddy's going to take care of you, okay?" He whispers, gently kissing Mitchy's nose.
