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madmaxjackson: Just got home shopping for some new sweet food rides with my dad @thewesjackson! #selfie
Wes groaned, tipping his head back. He knew his son wasn’t going to let it go so he reluctantly obliged. “Fine, you cannot wear your sweet foot rides until school starts. Because you play outside and you jump in the mud and you do little boy stuff and they weren’t cheap. Got it?” He smiled, tweaking his son on the chin. “I’m proud of ya anyway but y’ain’t wearin’ those shoes. You got last year’s for that.”
Max grinned listening to his father say those magic words, but then felt a little mad about not being able to wear them yet. He was a kid even though when they were bought he agreed to anything Wes said to be able to get them. Now they were home it was a different story, and he was always impatient about his new things. “I guess...” Max sighed and looked down at his worn out shoes from last year. “I think they are about to rip at the toe and I'm gonna look like the kid down the street. Do you want that to happen?” He smiled and leaned into Wes wrapping his small arms around the older man “What's for dinner? I'm hungry....since I can't snack on candy anymore.”
“Sweet foot…?” Wes shook his head, “Never mind that. Yes, you have to wait. You’ll ruin ‘em otherwise. Trust me, I know you.”
“No, dad. You hafta say it....because Max don’t wear ‘shoes’ k?” Max grinned at his father as he was telling him about his shoes. “Sweet ...foot...rides. I take care of them like I do my hair. C’mon. When I’m famous you will be proud of me. I’m gonna have my own store and everything.”
“Do I really have to wait until school starts to wear my new sweet foot rides?”
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“We don’t have sex enough…” Chad waved it off. “You’ll understand when you’re older.” He rolled his eyes. “Goddamn you are your father’s son and don’t you fuckin’ yell at me.” He pointed at Max. “Watch it lil cub and don’t tell me what the fuck to do. I ain’t hittin’ your dad… Jesus fuckin’ Christ. Go play or some shit.”
“Gross! I really would like to not talk about this anymore.” Max made a disgusted face at his dad and covered his ears. “Please...I already can't keep the ladies away.” He lifted his brows with a smile and nudged Chad in the arm with his elbows. His face immediately went straight when his dad told him not to yell at him, and didn't have anything to say at that point. The things he wanted to say would get him in trouble. “I don't have anything to do. I'm so bored!”
“First of all, that’s exactly why I can cut you off. Because you’re a kid and my kid at that. Secondly, I don’t drink beer every night, but nice try. Hand it over or you’re grounded and I’m takin’ it anyway.”
“Okay every other night you drink beer.” Max retorted but with a smile on his face until he heard that he was grounded then he was mad. “I’m grounded for eating a piece of candy?! That is child abuse.” He handed over the bag of candy that he had stuffed under his bed.
“Shut up… you whine too damn much. Your dad tried to fight me and I had to lay the smackdown. He’s a screamer.”
“Well you guys have sex too much! I can’t sleep and we all know how much I need my beauty sleep!” Max yelled and crossed his arms over his chest. “You are such a bad liar...and don’t hit my dad!”
“You and dad were really loud last night. I had to wear my beats to bed.”
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“Maxwell, you do realize… I just said I can see you? You were eating candy, Mr. Cavity. Give it here.”
“I’m a kid, dad! I need candy just like you need to drink your beer every night. You can’t just cut me off like that.”
“You do realize that I can both see and hear you, right?”
“Good thing I was eating a carrot stick anyway..”
“Don’t tell my dads..they just cleaned my retainer.”
Wes shrugged, “It just doesn’t. Just because my parents thought something was okay doesn’t mean I’m going to do the same thing. Besides, the guns I had were for hunting only. Not some gangster shit like GTA, okay?” Wes looked down at Max then ruffled his hair a little and finished putting the groceries away, pausing to listen to Max’s story about what Tiffany had left him with. He shook his head and turned to his son. “You shouldn’t have had to do that and I’m sorry. I wish I’d have known about you sooner.” He sighed, biting his lip gently. “I know… and that cocky ass attitude, too.” He laughed, hugging Max to him when the boy came in for a hug. Every time, it still melted his heart. “I love you, too, kid.”
“Okay..jeez.” Wes sighed knowing from that answer from his father that he wasn't going to get a gun for a long time. When his dad ruffled his hair he dropped the bag of chips he was going to put in the cabinet and quickly finished it,”Don't mess with the hair, dad!” He glared at him and finally got his hair style back to where he wanted it. “You don't have to keep apologizing to me dad. I know it's not your fault.” He walked over and put his hand on Wes's shoulder. “I'm here now to get on your nerves and that is all that matters.” He chuckled as he trying to make his father laugh. He felt bad for even bringing up that story, and realized he needed to think before he spoke sometimes.
“Yeah that too.” He smiled and laughed. “I'm even starting to walk outside barefoot. I think we hang out too much.” He admitted and squeezed Wes one more time before he let go. “I know you do.” He went right back to putting groceries away.
“And you got a bit head and weird teeth, rude little kid.”
“Is that supposed to hurt my feelings? I’m sorry I hurt yours.”
“Alright alright… you’re not gonna hit him. At least not yet…” If Chad were in Max’s place he would’ve hit the kid already and had the kid promising to bring him a new game. But that wouldn’t be good parenting. “C’mon…” He led the way over to the kid and his mom, still holding onto Max’s shirt. “Hey lady, ma’am… whatever…” Chad was feeling some aggitation, even over something small no one was gonna mess with what was his. He was a King and evryone in town should know better and he could tell by the look on the woman’s face that she knew. “You twat of a son broke my kid’s game… he needs to apologize and my boy here needs a new game by this time tomorrow. Understood?” He glanced down at Max and winked then nodded at the woman complied easily with what he asked.
“Anythin’ you needa add, Max?”
Max was standing next to Chad with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. He watched the kid and moms every move, and laughed to himself at how scared they were when Chad got into it. When the woman complied, and promised Max a new game after tomorrow Max was happy. “I guess I will see ya tomorrow, Walter.”
Max said sarcastically and walked back home with his dad. He knew no kid would mess with him knowing that Chad King was his father. Throughout the year Max learned The King's family reputation, and especially with the Kings of Chaos. Max grabbed Chad's hand before the walked inside the house. He looked up at him,”Thanks.” He said feeling that he owed Chad a thank you for always being there for him. “I love you,dad.” and with that he wrapped whatever he could with his tiny arms around Chad and pushed his cheek against the other mans stomach. When he was done with the hug he let go and smiled up at Chad,”Is dad home?”
“Yeah, why not? It’ll take less time if we both do it.”
“Definitely. So, where do you wanna start? Under my bed is the worst part. Dad says I need to stop stuffing all my shit under there.”
“He has a few… most likely. You know your dad used to be a sniper, right?” Even if Max wasn’t aware, Gabriel figured it wasn’t a problem saying so since it was no secret as far as he knew. “That’s the opposite of what I was thinking. I didn’t know Chad knew how to nap or that Wes operated a lawnmower.” He smiled slightly, hoping the kid caught that he was teasing. Gabriel had no idea what their domestic life was like. “Make sure Chad gets this… unopened.” He handed Max an envelope but didn’t let go, bending down to eye level with the kid. “You know it’s a crime to open it, yeah?”
“Yup! Bad ass, huh?” Max smiled and he knew he wasn't supposed to cuss but he wanted Gabriel to believe that he was the man of the house. “Really? Well they usually take turns...they said as soon as I'm strong enough to push it I have to start mowing the lawn.” He leaned in to tell Gabriel a secret. “Which I totally am but they don't know that.” He smiled leaning back. Max looked down at the envelope and went to reach for it,”I will!” He said looking up at Gabriel. The man scared him because he was so big, and especially when he looked down at Max the way he did. “No but I do now. I won't open it I promise.”
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