Beware The Curse Of Yo

1. Recovery And Catch-Up

Yo gently rocked Love in his arms, trying not to laugh at the way Pha was racing around their bedroom in an effort to get all his school things together. Love fussed quietly, and Yo cradled her closer to his chest, reminding himself to feed her after Pha left. If he fed her now, Pha would get caught up watching, awestruck at the sight of Yo and Love together like that, and he'd end up missing another day of classes. The professors would only be lenient with him for so long, then they'd start failing him.

"Don't forget your phone, P'Pha," Yo called, spotting Pha's phone still on the charger across the room.

Pha dashed back inside the room, grumbling under his breath as he unplugged his phone. "Call me if you need anything."

Yo smiled as Pha leaned over to kiss his forehead goodbye. "Don't worry about me, P'Pha. The Fairy Angels and P'Krist will be here to stay with me."

"Yes, but not for a couple hours," Pha was so worried about leaving Yo alone. He'd only just come home from the hospital yesterday. "Are you sure you don't want me to stay? I can-"

"No, P'Pha," Yo said firmly. "Go to class. You need to be around people, anyway. You can't spend all your time cooped up with me. And I'll be fine. P'Krist is actually coming over earlier than the Fairy Angels."

Pha's shoulders had been so tense, and hearing Yo say that helped them relax slightly. "Okay. Okay, that's good. Still-"

"If it's an emergency, I'll call you," Yo smiled up at his overprotective fiance. "I promise. Now," he waved a hand at Pha. "Shoo! Before you're late!"

"Alright, pushy," Pha managed a small chuckle, slinging his bag over his shoulder then bending down for one last kiss - which turned into a few slow, soft kisses; a silent promise that he'd be back. "I love you, baby," he dropped a gentle kiss on Love's head. "And daddy loves his little girl."

Yo's smile turned tender and happy. "Pha's wife and baby love him, too."

Pha caressed Yo's cheek. Then with great reluctance, he stepped away from the bed. "I'll be back this afternoon. Try to rest."

"I will."

"Bye, Yo."

"Bye, P'Pha," Yo inclined his head. "Alright," he shifted Love in his arms, getting ready to feed his hungry daughter. "Time for my little Love to have her breakfast." He cradled her close while she ate, and wondered if it was normal to already be used to breastfeeding this soon? He was distracted by Love's large eyes looking at him while she suckled, staring at her mother's face with such fascination, Yo had to laugh. He brushed a gentle finger over her cheek, marveling at how soft and plush her face was.

"Such a cutie," he cooed at her. "Yes, you're mommy's little cutie aren't you, Love? My little Love. Mommy and daddy's baby girl, that's what you are, yes you are."

"Am I interrupting?"

Yo beckoned for Krist to come in, ignoring the smirk on the older's face. "She's still eating."