𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎

𝟐𝟒.𝟎𝟎

                                                                                                                                      "A-are you mad at me, daddy?"

The italian had fallen asleep and Alejandro sighed with relief. He would only have a little bit of time to relax before Mattia awoke. Without realizing, the costa rican drifted off into sleep. He was tired and wore out from handling him just ten minutes. He couldn't help but take advantage of the quiet.

Alejandro's eyes opened when he heard faint clattering noises coming from upstairs. The costa rican groaned, irritated already. Then his eyes widened. Mattia was still having one of his episodes. Alejandro felt around on the bed. No Mattia. "Shit!" He cursed.

He got off of the bed and went to sprint up the stairs, but he tripped on the comforter. He caught himself with his arms. He was stunned but recovered quickly and got back up, racing up the stairs. When he got up the stairs his jaw dropped.

The whole house was trashed. Bear was digging through a trash can, the one that was supposed to be in the kitchen. It had been dragged into the living room and now trash was everywhere. Broken vases and scattered clothes littered the laminate flooring. There was no Mattia in site, though.

Alejandro began to check every room in the house, He was beginning to get worried. He walked up the steps that were covered with toilet paper and other unwanted items. He reached the bathroom and almost yelled at the young Mattia. Like a dog, Mattia was drinking from the toilet.

Alejandro attempted to keep his cool. Mattia looked up at his lover innocently. "Oh, hi, daddy!" The italian exclaimed as he got up, wiping his mouth. The costa rican looked away in disgust and then looked back at Mattia.

"Baby, you've made a mess." Alejandro said softly. The shower curtain had been torn from it's rack and soap was poured all over the floor. Mattia looked around at the floor and then back up at the costa rican. His eyes were now big and pouty, ready to pour with tears any moment. "A-are you mad at me, daddy?"

Alejandro tsked his tongue and rubbed his lover's chin affectionately. "No.. i'm not mad at you. I know, you're just a little young one at the moment. You know no better. But, you're a mess. We need to get you cleaned up."

The costa rican picked up his italian lover and carried him to the downstairs bathroom. He undressed Mattia and sat him in the bath. He made sure the water was warm and stuck the plug in the drain. He got up and grabbed the bubbly soap.

He poured some into the bath tub and Mattia smiled, making small noises as the bubbles began to become more visible. Alejandro grabbed a bucket which contained water toys. He dumped the bucket of toys into the water with Mattia who laughed softly. Alejandro smiled warmly and sat beside the bath tub, watching his lover be happy.

Mattia grabbed the shampoo and poured some into his hand. He then began to rub it into a cursing Mattia's hair. "Mattia, quit with bad words or else I'll have to pop you." The italian stopped and made a pouty face. His arms crossed and he huffed.

Alejandro chuckled, amused. He finished cleansing his boyfriend's hair and then washed it out. "That'll have to do it for now, do you feel clean?" Mattia nodded and pulled the plug from the drain. Alejandro went off and came back with a towel.

He wrapped the now shivering italian in the towel and picked him up. He set Mattia on the bed and picked out some clothes for him. He decided on a comfortable onesie, figuring he might like it. He showed it to Mattia who clapped excitedly. "WIll you wear one with me? Pretty please, daddy!"

Alejandro smiled and grabbed another one for himself. He also grabbed a pair of boxers. He walked bac over to Mattia and set the clothing on the bed. He put the boxers on Mattia and then the onesie. Mattia's onesie was a pastel pink color with white polka dots. His onesie read "Daddy's boy". Alejandro undressed himself and put on his onesie. His was a baby blue with white polka dots. Alejandro's onesie read "I'm the daddy, lucky me".

"Are you tired, baby?" The costa rican asked softly. Mattia yawned quietly and nodded, rubbing at his eyes. "Alright, we'll clean house tomorrow but for now let's get to bed." Alejandro threw the towel on the floor and got into bed, Mattia following.

The costa rican helped his baby under the covers and curled himself around the happy Mattia. The two fell asleep in each other's comfortable and warm embrace.