#Chapter148
He smiled slightly. Remembered how scared he'd been when he had told his birdie he didn't want him to be his Daddy. It felt silly now. Stupid. He was glad Angel had made him realise he was being mean and foolish.
/"My fingers are happy now, birdie,/" he chirped, laying a small kiss against the tip of every smiling finger.
/"They are. And now we're gonna make your legs happy. We're gonna draw all your favourite things./"
/"Do I needs another bath then?/"
/"I brought plenty of bath bombs, babes./" Raven uncapped the green pen with his teeth. /"If you draw your favourite things about in your yellow pen, I'll draw all my favourite things about you in my green pen./"
