domndsubmsn-blog

[domndsubmsn-blog]

abe was working on lesson plans for the following week trying to get ahead and not behind. he sipped on his coffee glancing over occasionally at the girl coloring beside the desk. it was nice that she could be so well behaved and quiet when he needed her to be. he really appreciated it. he glanced up once and found she was holding out a picture. he smiled, reached over to take it, and gave it a good look before setting it on his desk to the side so he could still see it but it wasn't in his way. his little girl really was talented, and anyone could see it he was sure.

alina had been wanting to spend more time with her daddy and so she’d decided to come colour in his office while he worked. she didn’t necessarily need to talk or be against him, she just wanted to be in the same room as him. she sat down at the end of his desk, hidden from him while she coloured. he was on the phone when she finally finished her first drawing. she gently ripped it out of the colouring book and her small hand popped up at the side of the desk, holding the picture out and waiting for her daddy to take it. 

( @domndsubmsn )

[domndsubmsn-blog]

He scoffed as the other asked if he was flirting with the woman, "seriously? My hand brushed against hers? That's what this is about? No, I wasn't flirting with her. If my hand brushed against her, that's my bad, I didn't realize that automatically meant I was flirting. Sometimes it just happens, Keos, relax. I'm not flirting with anyone."

“You touched her! I saw you. Your hand brushed against hers and don’t think, for a second, I don’t know what that means; it’s the oldest trick in the book!” Keos ran a hand through his hair. “Just be honest. Were you flirting with her?”

[domndsubmsn-blog]

He'd been having a good time talking with others and just having a pretty relaxing night. But apparently he'd done something wrong as he was grabbed and pushed into a nearby room. "What? Nothing, I got her a drink, we were talking, she's nice. What do you think I was doing with her?"

Fueled by jealousy, Keos didn’t think twice about grabbing the older male and pushing him into the nearest room. “What do you think you were doing with her?”

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he nodded and gave her a hug rubbing her back slowly, "you let me know when you want to talk if you want to later, okay." he ran his fingers through her hair slowly, "do you want to come sit with me while i work out, or cuddle, or watch a movie, or...um cook?" he asked her gently.

ollie’s thumb made it’s way into her mouth again as he spoke to her. she shrugged a little bit and leaned into the kiss on her temple, eyes closing for a moment. “don’t wanna talk about it right now.” ollie whispered, nodding. when she wasn’t feeling so little, then they could talk about it. until then, she just wanted attention, juice and food.

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he smiled and nodded, "okay." he skipped off after james kissed his forehead and got ready for dinner as asked. he came back with a grin, "daddy, theo love pasta, did you know that, cause theo loves pasta so so much that him want a big bowl of pasta and seconds! and chocolate milk, please!" he sat in his chair looking over at james with an excited grin. "is it ready?"

james was watching over his pot of homemade pasta sauce and the boiling water for the pasta when theo came over to him. he looked down and nodded. “go to the bathroom, baby and then come back and get ready for dinner. daddy made pasta.” james said, a small smile coming on his lips as he leaned down and gave theo’s forehead a gentle kiss. 

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he nodded and started writing that sentence over and over across the lines of the paper. he was careful to go slow so he didn't skip a line or write a word wrong. he made sure to use his best handwriting and did not add anything to beef it up and get done earlier. when that was finished, he started on his statement as to why he was being punished. he talked about not picking up his toys and then throwing them in his room and throwing a small fit instead of doing what daddy asked. when he was finished, he got up slowly, and quietly, and inched over to where james was. "daddy," he whispered, "i'm finished and i has to potty, but i wanted you to know it done."

“theo will pick up his toys when daddy asks.” james said as he began to prepare everything he needed for dinner. he glanced over his shoulder at the question, shaking his head. “just upset.” he said, turning back to chop up the onion. 

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he nodded slowly going to get his journal. he came into the dining room and sat at the table opening it up to an empty page. "what is my line, daddy?" he asked softly looking up at him innocently as he played with his pencil. "daddy, is you mad at theo?"

james took the toys as theo handed them over, quietly handing otto back to theo. “you get your journal and you sit at the dining table. you’ll write one page of lines and a small entry on why you were punished. you’ll write all of that while i make dinner.” james said simply with a short nod. 

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he flinched hearing james shout. he whimpered as he marked his page and slowly inched out of his hideaway. he collected his toys: captain america, his favorite art supplies, his favorite harry potter book, and - for the first time ever - otto. he walked down to where james was slowly gulping as he handed over his toys. "h-here," he stammered slowly, "theo go get hims journal and write his lines and will leave daddy alone."

james watched as the boy dilberately disobeyed him, feeling it pile onto the stress he was already feeling from dealing iwth stressful clients today. “theo!” he yelled, voice sharp and clearly very angry. “you have until the count of seven to get your toys and get your ass down here and do as your told!” he said, voice echoing through the house. 

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he frowned as james told him he was being punished. "but i didn't mean to!" he complained as he grabbed up his toys. he tossed them haphazardly into the play room before stalking off to collect his book. he did not get his journal, or the toys james had requested, instead he got his reading book and a flashlight. he hid himself away under the big bed and went back to reading to avoid james meanie pants.

“after  you clean it up, bring me four of your toys and then get out your journal. we’re going to sit at the kitchen table and write lines.” james said, eyes narrowed and brow furrowed. “you should have done it when i asked, which is why you’re being punished. you had all day from the time daddy left from lunch until now and you chose not to do it.”

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he heard james walk in and whined softly hearing that his toys were...still...in the hallway. "sorry!" he called toppling off the bed he was perched on reading. he scurried across the room and into the hallway, "i was reading and the book is so good and i didn't look at the time and then you was home already. please don't be mad at theo, theo will clean it up right now yes him will him will." he looked at him with big brown eyes as he asked innocently, "daddy had a good day?"

“theo!” james called, groaning softly as he took a step back off the truck he’d stepped on. “why are your toys all over the hallway? i thought i asked you to clean this up when i came home for lunch today.” james said, voice sharp as he tried to ignore the pain in his foot. 

( @domndsubmsn )

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he looked at her as she mentioned her birth parents had called her or at least gotten her number. "look, they're not gonna hurt you. and if you don't wanna talk with them, we'll change your number." he moved over to her and rubbed his hand gently up and down her arms, "daddy won't let anything happen to you, okay?" he kissed her temple gently. "so you tell me what you want to do and we'll do it. anything to make my precious baby girl feel better."

ollie held the blanket tight around her with a free hand as she kept the other up to her lips. she got settled on the counter, watching alexi as she continued to suck on her thumb. the warmth of the blanket and the repetitive motion was just what she needed and sh was already feeling slightly better. until he asked if she wanted to tell him why she was feeling yucky. “my birth parents somehow got my phone number.” she whispered as she removed her thumb from her mouth. 

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he nodded, "juice and mac and cheese for the princess." he waited until the timer buzzed and took her blanket out wrapping it around her shoulders gently. "come on, let's go make you some food." he escorted her to the kitchen and help her to sit on the counter, "wanna tell daddy why you're feeling small and needing of comfort?" she only sucked her thumb and carried around her blanket when she needed a little comfort so it was a pretty easy guess.

ollie flinched at the sound of the phone being slammed down but she followed after him quietly as he took her blanket to the dryer. she looked up at him, thumb still in her mouth and she nodded her head. “juice. please, daddy.” she said softly around her thumb, reaching out her free hand to hold onto his. “can i have mac and cheese too?” she asked, looking up at him with her big brown eyes. 

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he frowned and moved towards him pushing his fingers through his hair, "jude, baby, shhh, it's okay." he brought him in close and curled his arms around him, "it's okay. nothing is going to get my baby boy. no one will hurt him or make him feel bad or anything, i promise."

judah hiccuped softly and picked at his lip, shaking his head. “i ca-can’t.” he whispered, curls flopping in his face. “c-ca-can’t le-leave the ho-house.” he said, sniffling as a few tears escaped his eyes. 

[domndsubmsn-blog]

"bed may be boring, but sick parkers are never fun." he rubbed the boy's back before putting him down in the bed. "you can, thank you for asking so politely. do you want it now, or do you want it later for lunch?" he asked softly as he brought the covers up to tuck him in. "you stay right here, i'm going to get you some medicine so you can start feeling much much better"

“but bed is boring.” parker said, voice raspy. he coughed a little more and curled up against abe as abe carried him back towards the bedroom. “may i please have soup and crackers, please?” parker asked, yawning a little bit and keeping himself close to the older man. “tomato soup, please?”

[domndsubmsn-blog]

he was on the phone yelling at someone for not doing their job when she came in. he hated when people didn't do what they were supposed to do. it wasn't that difficult, at least he didn't think so. "yea well it better be done when i get in tomorrow or i swear not only will i fire you, but i'll tell your daddy what a brat you've been." he threatened before slamming the phone down. he huffed and looked down at her to see her sucking on her thumb and holding her blanket up for him. "okay, baby," he said smoothing her hair back gently before leading her to the dryer to fluff the blanket a little. "do you want something to drink, little one?"

ollie was having a no good, very bad, terrible day. she felt yucky from her head to her toes and she just wanted a warm blanket and attention. she grabbed up her comfort blanket - a pastel pink and blue fuzzy thing - and shuffled off to find her daddy. once she found him, she gently tugged on his sleeve, her free hand moving to her mouth so she could pop her thumb between her lips. she held the blankety up to him, knowing he’d take the silent cue and place it in the dryer for her and that he’d know this meant she was feeling very yucky. 

( @domndsubmsn ) 

[domndsubmsn-blog]

ben looked up at him as he stammered out his question. "yes, we have to go," he told him before looking back down at his cards. he hated these stupid dinners, but it was a necessity. "why don't you feel good?" he asked before looking up at him and actually looking at him, "baby, what's wrong?"

judah was having a very no good day with his anxiety. he felt awful and he didn’t want to leave the house. “d-do we h-ha-have to g-go?” judah asked softly, thumb drifting up around his lips as he looked up at the man. “I d-do-don’t fe-feel g-good today, d-daddy.” he whispered, voice cracking as his eyes stung with tears. 

( @domndsubmsn )

[domndsubmsn-blog]

abe was busy preparing for a lecture he was giving to the new students. he'd been up since dawn preparing it and didn't even look at the clock to see that parker should be getting up any minute now. he did look up when he heard the boy's voice. "oh, baby," he cooed softly as he got up and crossed over to him. "you need to get back into bed," he said softly in case he had a headache. he scooped him up and started back towards the bedroom to tuck the boy away for the day.

parker was sick. parker woke up in an empty bed and he had the most stuffed nose ever. he groaned softly and whined, pulling himself out of bed and shuffling off to find his daddy while hacking up a lung. “daddy,” he croaked as he came into the man’s office, sniffling and wiping at his nose with his sleeve. “daddy, i don’t feel good.”

( @domndsubmsn )