06-02-2017, 08:16 AM
The moment the younger collapsed, and all members racing to check the well-being of the pregnant fairy, John felt in him a huge amount of guilt. It's my fault, isn't it? And when he saw the hurt look in the green orbs of his son, the patriarch only did realize what huge mistake he had done.
Rachel rose and went up to the guilty father. Eyes glinting with rage and having a not-so-gentle grip on thicker arms, he was pulled outside to the chilly porch. Why not anger with the rebelling attitude of the wife? The question is on what authority can he. He himself knows that he's deserving of all hate.
Congratulations... the voice was lost of life and it's mirth. Not only in potentially losing your son and son-in-law, but also your grandchildren. It pierced right through the heart. When spoken of his grandchildren, muscles tensed up dreading with worry.
H-how is Marcus... the babies? What shame, the strong and menacing head stuttering and lost of confidence in front of his wife. Rachel just sighed.
They're okay. The babies and Mar are all healthy; just all the stress, plus his bad morning sickness taking a toll on him. John felt lighter hearing this and gave a small smile. The woman returned it as well.
John, honey... I know you're only worried of Marcus, and that you want him to be 'a man' just like you so that he wouldn't get hurt. But dear, do you realize now that because of 'that' your son is hurting. Let him be, and accept him for whoever he wants to be, and however he wants to live his life. Our baby won't always be a baby, John. You can't force to control him anymore. Especially now that he's staring his own family with his most beloved. Isn't that what we wanted for him, since he was born?
I know, I'm sorry. I really messed him up, didn't I? The mother chuckled. It's not me you should say sorry too, and don't put too much blame on yourself. If it weren't for you, our Mar wouldn't have been the great man he is now.
Besides, he got Rorik to always pull him up whenever he's down. I trust that with that boy, our baby will be fine. So you should apologize to him too, yeah?
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The teacher hummed in gentle tunes, loving how much security and comfort the auctioneer was pouring out to them (him and the little ones). He turned to face the concerned expression of his mate, and leaned to kiss the man's chin. Smaller and larger pairs of hands now join on top of the belly.
We're fine, love. Only a dull ache in my abdomen, but nothing to worry about. M frowned a little at the mention of his father. I really do hope that he would change. I don't want the children having to fear and be pressured by a mean grandfather as well. But also for their sake, I'm willing to try and give father another chance. R pulled out a sight that made him entranced. Without knowing, the two heads inched closer and closer, lips almost brushing...
Marcus, Rorik? This is mom. I'm here with some food since I knew you two hadn't eaten enough with what has happened. The young fairy smiled at the thoughtfulness of the woman; that and that he was starting to get hungry.
Ri, can you get the door? I'm still a bit dizzy from earlier. Thank you, I love you. And the fairy sat himself up slowly as the mother entered.
(Thank you for the great compliment! Hope this thread could continue to amuse you in the future. :D )
Rachel rose and went up to the guilty father. Eyes glinting with rage and having a not-so-gentle grip on thicker arms, he was pulled outside to the chilly porch. Why not anger with the rebelling attitude of the wife? The question is on what authority can he. He himself knows that he's deserving of all hate.
Congratulations... the voice was lost of life and it's mirth. Not only in potentially losing your son and son-in-law, but also your grandchildren. It pierced right through the heart. When spoken of his grandchildren, muscles tensed up dreading with worry.
H-how is Marcus... the babies? What shame, the strong and menacing head stuttering and lost of confidence in front of his wife. Rachel just sighed.
They're okay. The babies and Mar are all healthy; just all the stress, plus his bad morning sickness taking a toll on him. John felt lighter hearing this and gave a small smile. The woman returned it as well.
John, honey... I know you're only worried of Marcus, and that you want him to be 'a man' just like you so that he wouldn't get hurt. But dear, do you realize now that because of 'that' your son is hurting. Let him be, and accept him for whoever he wants to be, and however he wants to live his life. Our baby won't always be a baby, John. You can't force to control him anymore. Especially now that he's staring his own family with his most beloved. Isn't that what we wanted for him, since he was born?
I know, I'm sorry. I really messed him up, didn't I? The mother chuckled. It's not me you should say sorry too, and don't put too much blame on yourself. If it weren't for you, our Mar wouldn't have been the great man he is now.
Besides, he got Rorik to always pull him up whenever he's down. I trust that with that boy, our baby will be fine. So you should apologize to him too, yeah?
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The teacher hummed in gentle tunes, loving how much security and comfort the auctioneer was pouring out to them (him and the little ones). He turned to face the concerned expression of his mate, and leaned to kiss the man's chin. Smaller and larger pairs of hands now join on top of the belly.
We're fine, love. Only a dull ache in my abdomen, but nothing to worry about. M frowned a little at the mention of his father. I really do hope that he would change. I don't want the children having to fear and be pressured by a mean grandfather as well. But also for their sake, I'm willing to try and give father another chance. R pulled out a sight that made him entranced. Without knowing, the two heads inched closer and closer, lips almost brushing...
Marcus, Rorik? This is mom. I'm here with some food since I knew you two hadn't eaten enough with what has happened. The young fairy smiled at the thoughtfulness of the woman; that and that he was starting to get hungry.
Ri, can you get the door? I'm still a bit dizzy from earlier. Thank you, I love you. And the fairy sat himself up slowly as the mother entered.
(Thank you for the great compliment! Hope this thread could continue to amuse you in the future. :D )