I attacked him in a hug and while I was hugging him he was snuggling his face at the crook of my neck which made me conscious on how do I smell right now.
I was not mentally prepared for what he just confessed but I was more not prepared when he pulled me as he made me sit on his lap which made me shocked but I just heard him chuckling.
"I'm sorry, I don't know. I don't have an idea. Baby, sorry." I pleaded and he continued caressing my back the whole time that I was apologizing and I felt that he was still crying too.
"This is the first time that you call me Baby, but I prefer you calling me Daddy." He whispered but I remained hugging him while thinking how he is on those times that he got tortured and even made me leave.
