goodnight moon || louis and aleks
Louis never saw the nearly an adult Aleks truly was whenever he saw his son. No, instead he always saw his little boy, not a day over 7. He just couldn’t acknowledge the fact that he was getting older—that he himself was getting older. Nope. That wasn’t happening.
Louis smiled widely, running over and jumping into the bed. He cuddled his son close to his chest, kissing his nose. “I love you. I got you.” His small, dainty hands rubbed circles into his back, humming lightly. “Sleep, my love.”
Aleks knew that his dad didn't want to admit that they were all getting older, but he loved how close they still were. Hell - they'd always been as close as they were now, and Aleks couldn't think of anything better. But, as much as his dad didn't want it to be real, they were getting older.
Aleks giggled loud as he saw his dad run over and jump onto the bed. He squeaked when Louis pulled him close and smiled when he felt the soft kiss on his nose. "I love you too!" he said before wrapping his arms around his dad's waist, smiling when he felt him rubbing circles on his back. "I'll try, but I can't promise anything." he yawned the last half of his sentence out. The situation they were in at that moment was reminding him of his childhood, and he felt more comfortable than he had in a while.
