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Little Keith and James

Keith was running in him dorm with his horse stuffie in his hand. He was running on his knees to. His horse was named Flicka. He loved Flicka! Both stuffie and movie. Even if it makes him cry everything. His Daddy loved Flicka too! They would watch it together. Keith wondered if Daddy and him could horse back ride today. There was a stable a hour or so away. He likes horsies.

"Keithhhhhhhhh!" James groaned as he stumbled into the room. He was tired, lessons were long, his brain hurt. "Iverson was being a dic-"

"Daddy!" Keith squealed, rushing over to him and hugging his legs. "I miss chu!"

"It seems as though someone is small right now. Am I right?" James smiled, feeling some of his annoyance wash away as he looked at his boyfriend. Keith was in a red footie and had Flicka with him. He held his head in one hand as he threw his bag near the door. He had a headache from today.

"Uh-huh! Can we go to the stables today?" he asked as James lended out his hand for him to take. James wasn't the strongest. Yeah he was smart and a top student but he couldn't do much physical stuff. So when it came to carrying Keith, he had some trouble. So he would take his hand and keep him close while both of his hands were around him.

"Not today Bud, I had some annoying lessons today," James explained as he set Keith on the couch.

"Wha haddened?" Keith turned his head in a puppy like way.

"Iverson decided to be a meanie butt and test everyone's knowledge on flying. But his questions weren't the easy ones too on how to fly! It was more of how to fly while getting attacked by 25 different ships! We're barely taught that!" James ranted as he went to get some head medicine. "And I got like 20 thousand questions of where you were today. They wouldn't take sick as an answer! I get you're not sick but you know how bad I am at lying so it was hard keeping your secret. And I apparently made everyone crash so Iverson decided to yell at me in front of the whole class. I mean who does that? I scored a B- on the test too, which made my grade drop. I've had a hard day today."

"He'z a butt face," Keith said as James took the medicine. "Can chu gets paci?"

"Sure Darling," James sighed, taking the pacifier from the counter that Keith probably set on earlier.

"Tank chu!" Keith smiled as James put it in his mouth.

"Welcome Doll," James ruffled his hair. "I still can't believe I got a bad grade of the test."

"B?"

"Not just a B, a B-! And it was random too. If I had time to prepare I would of gotten an A," James grumbled the last part, laying on the couch and bring Keith to lay on his chest.

"Lets chu're big probems go away,"

"Darling I can't just let go of this-"

"No big probems," Keith hummed happily, grabbing Jame's finger and holding it.

"Alright fine, no big kid problems," James laughed slightly. Keith was right, he needed to let it go. Right now he should be focused on Keith and nothing else. He would get his grade up by tomorrow. And getting a B- is still a passing grade. His head wasn't hurting as much. He would apologize to Iverson and the others. But he could do that all tomorrow.

Right now he needed to watch over his baby boy.

I just noticed 2 hours after writing this that both of these have Flicka involved. And I'm not mad because I rewatched it today and it was perfect.