Anonymous wondered:
(Whichever you'd like, dearest sky.) "Daddy you're dodging the question again.", he stomped, puffing out his cheeks with a huff.
He sighed, when did he raise such a bratty kid, though in the long run he had no complaints. “Isn’t that what daddies are supposed to do best?”, he tried, but sighed in defeat at the adorable pout on his son’s face. “Are you sad that it’s just us two?”, he asked with a hint of sadness in his voice, putting on a hurt expression.
