* KAM !
it’s full on declared everlasting love when he feels his cheeks being poked plaufylly by the little girl, something that brings him to fill them with air & pretending they’re being burst by her powerful touch each time they’re poked. eventually he lets out a high pitched laughter out of the happiness this whole scene is bringing to him, possibly being the rudest bitch around by ignoring jason’s presence momentarily. but this is a moment to share with a divine being & he’s not about to start feeling bad about it. ❝ it wasn’t a question, nessie. it was more of an affirmation that this is how i will proceed with my day & give the freedom to you that you desperately crave !! isn’t that what salem & ezra keep mentioning to you anyway ? you’re too much of a full time father & less of a regular human being. go have a drink. eat something good, which i doubt you’ll find here. go flirt with strangers or engage in interesting conversations. or even argue with the fake queen about how her outfit is historically inaccurate & how this whole event is a farce. i’m surprised you are here without looking like you stepped on horse sh- well, you get it. even i feel offended by this. ❞ kam still shrugs & spins around in circles while continuing to hold her, laughing loudly when she does too & continues to give her gentle squeezes. ❝ tell me, lottie. wouldn’t you prefer to go with p’kam & be spoiled ? i could get you a balloon & we could also go get food. p’kam made a lot of money today, so why shouldn’t he spend it to spoil you, huh ? we can get some chicken to remain healthy & then if there’s any available, some ice cream too !! we can go visit the cute goats too & pet them. doesn’t sound nice ? jason, are you really going to say no to this cutie ? ❞ he gently presses his cheek against hers & forms a pout on his lips, batting his eyelashes pleadingly so he won’t get no for an answer. ❝ don’t be mean to us, daddy. we just want to have a really good time. ❞
Jason’s nose wrinkles in both mild disgust and excitement at just how cute the sight was in front of him ( thanks mostly to his daughter, if he’s got to say some type of disclaimer ). His eyes roll at the nickname Kam’s bestowed upon him now, raising another brow as he looks back at the pair with his arms coming across his chest. “ I mean, I guess you aren’t wrong, they complain to me all the time I don’t put myself out there, but there are moments like now where I’d much rather not be doing that. I don’t really want to flirt around right now. ” Jason’s nose wrinkles further as he feels mildly insulted at Kam’s words, almost offended by them but choosing to swallow his words now that his daughter was present. Instead he opts to scowl unhappily arms tightening around his chest. “ Oh my god. I do not look like I stepped in horse dung, my clothing choices are amazing, thank you. I think I look fine. The crown matches hers. So, is that really so bad? ” There’s a click of his tongue as his eyes narrow as Kam rambles on, disliking the way his daughter’s eyes light up along with each promise of fun. For a moment there’s a bubble of .... jealousy, yes jealousy, in the pit of his stomach, only to completely dissipate at the utterance of ‘ daddy ’ by someone not his daughter. With a shake of his head, Jason unwraps his arms finally to wave a hand dismissively, effectively ignoring the rest of the other’s words as his mind hyperfocuses, though if one looked closely, they’d see the tinge of an embarrassed blush painting his cheeks. “ No no no. You do not call me that. That’s for her and her only. Right, darling? Only you get to call me daddy. If Kammie here can promise never to say that word ever again to me, maybe, maybe I’ll consider letting him run off with you, so long as I’m allowed to keep a safe distance behind. Because I do not trust this any more. ”








