the longer he looks at richard, the more he realizes that tossing the hallmark card into the mix isn’t going to work out well. especially not if he’s going to be looked at like that. he repeats it twice, in his head. please, don’t cry. please, DON’T CRY. because he’s not convinced he can work with those kind of emotions right now. raul’s just glad that he could do something, seeing as how as far as daddy relationships go … this might as well be his favorite. it’s easy. too easy, but there’s more to do with his feelings and DAMN, he’s going to get sentimental.
“ i saved up. had to find some way to show you just how much i appreciate you, y’know? it’s your day. ” now he’s grinning, but takes a second to look away. rubs along his neck and actually laughs. “ here’s to hoping that i can get some DADLY advice over the table. ”
he wasn’t expecting anything ( never is, just likes raul ), especially because he’s not even raul’s DAD. sure, raul calls him dad and daddy sometimes for whatever reason, and he LIKES IT -- but that doesn’t mean he was expecting... this. wonders if it comes with the territory considering raul’s actual father is, quite frankly, a steaming pile of crap. but he’s not complaining. no freaking way is he complaining.
❛ oh, come here -- ❜ he says, and then he’s reaching for raul and wrapping his arm around his shoulder, pulling him in for a Dad Hug, practically SURROUNDING him with such an embrace. ❛ you can always talk to me, you hear? ALWAYS. Dr. Richard is always open for business, ‘specially for you. ❜ ( this hug has been going on for a while now, but is richard letting go yet? nope. )
❛ but don’t even think for a second i’m not
gonna kick your little tushy at air hockey. ❜
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