 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Diego was twelve? Nah, Rafael refused to believe that his baby was growing up and would be a teenager next year. A TEENAGER!!! The thought filled him with dread. Would Di be one of those angsty, dramatic teens who hated their parents? Merlin, he hoped not! He would die if that happened. The man was offered some reassurance that this just may not be the case as his gaze settled on that adorable beam. No, there was no chance of sweet Diego turning into what Rafa feared.
The owlkeeper caught that look on Dash’s face and knew the hubby was finding this moment particularly cute and heartwarming because of the misty gaze. “The most adorable,’’ he agreed. “We won’t steal all, I promise.” Rafa threw a small smirk at Dash as he lowered himself to the ground so Diego could hop onto his shoulders. If Di wanted to put the star on the tree, then he would; Dash and Rafa would help until he grew tall enough to do it himself. Once Di had climbed on, Rafa hung onto his legs for Di's security then carefully stood up. He didn’t find Diego heavy at all even though the growing little guy had a healthy appetite, especially when it came to macaroni & cheese and cake.
Rafa chuckled. “I won’t. Our baby is in safe hands.’’ On the slim chance that he did fall, Dash would catch him. While Rafa couldn’t return the kiss just then, there would be plenty of time for him to soon. Dash had better brace himself for that! With the star handed over, he moved closer to the tree so that Diego could easily reach the top. |