Summary: There are reasons Orion doesn't babysit. (Based off an episode of Last Man Standing)
Rating :T
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“That was a nice dinner, Reg. I’m glad that you agreed to speak to me again.”
Sirius said with a grin as he closed the door behind him. After not speaking to each other in years, Regulus had finally approached Sirius about making up. Sirius knew that it was no easy feat for Regulus either. For Regulus Black to apologize about anything was about as rare as seeing a unicorn.
Something told Sirius that you were partially behind the apology too. After you gave birth to Regulus’ son, you had been trying to gently nudge Regulus in the direction of speaking to his brother again. You had been the one to approach Siruis after Walburga died. Apparently both Regulus and Orion were debating on if they should have went along with Walburga or not. It took maybe two months and Regulus turned up at Sirius’ door.
“You’re welcome. Please don’t push your luck.”
Regulus commented as Orion got up from the couch. He was happy to be talking to Sirius again too (even if he wouldn’t say it). There were still somethings that Regulus wasn’t totally comfortable with. You sat down next to Remus on the couch.
“You lot are back earlier than I thought.”
Regulus nodded, glancing around for Oliver. It wasn’t often that Regulus asked Orion to watch his grandson and he was about to remember why.
“Yes, our reservation was moved up. Where is Oliver?”
Orion glanced over his shoulder. Oliver had been one good little boy. He reminded Orion so much of Regulus as a child. It was like seeing the little star of the family all over again.
“I think he went to the lavatory. He’s a good kid. I only had to spank him the one time.”
A dead silence quickly overtook the room. Both Regulus and yourself turned to Orion with a frown while Sirius muttered “oh fuck” under his breath. You turned to your father-in-law speaking before Regulus lost his shit.
“Orion, you shouldn’t have done that.”
Orion shrugged.
“My shoulder is fine.”
Regulus rubbed a hand over his face before counting to ten.
“Father, we never spank Oliver! What were you thinking.”
Orion sat back down.
“No wonder he looked so surprised.”
Regulus started to get loud right away. You gently put a hand on his chest hoping to calm him down.
“Orion, what happened?”
“I told him to clean his toys up. He said make me so I did.”
Regulus growled. This was the last thing that he wanted to deal with. After growing up in a house where he was hit on the regular basis the last thing that he wanted was for Oliver to grow up that way. Normally all it took was for Regulus to give Oliver a glare and the little boy was doing exactly what was asked of him.
“Father, again we do not spank our son. Haven’t you learned from the way that Sirius and I were raised that spanking a kid doesn’t do any good? We don’t want Oliver to be afraid of us.”
“Alright, Regulus you made your point.”
Orion rolled his eyes and moved to take a sip of his tea. He got up and walked over to the coat closet. Halfway through putting on his coat, Orion turned to look at you. You hadn’t said much since a few moments before. Orion wasn’t a fool either. He knew that you were not about to push Regulus when he was angry. No one wanted to deal with that.
“Y/n, dear, may I ask you a question?”
You nodded as Regulus walked over to Sirius muttering something in French. Sirius elbowed his brother to pay attention to what their father was saying. While things with Orion had gotten better, Sirius still didn’t exactly trust his father 100%.
“Does Regulus pick up his socks?”
“Yes.”
You replied. Orion held his hand up before opening the door.
“You’re welcome.”
When Orion was gone, Regulus turned to look at you before shaking hs hand. Running a hand through his hair, Regulus went off in search of something stronger to drink.
“Never again! That crazy old man is not watching our son again! I am about to put dad in a home.”
Sirius and Remus were looking at each other with wide eyes. Chuckling, Sirius turned to look at you.
“Regulus used to hate picking up his socks. Dad let it go for a little bit. When Mum finally bitched about it enough, Dad unfortunalty let Regulus have it.”
Regulus came back into the room with Oliver behin him.
“Sit down.”
Regulus said calmly. Oliver sat down on the couch looking up with Regulus with a smile.
“What did I do?”
Regulus knelt down in front of his son with a sigh.
“Why did you say make me to grandpa when he told you to clean up your toys?”
Oliver shrugged.
“I thought it would make him laugh and he didn’t.”
Regulus nodded as you moved to sit on your son’s other side. You gently stroked Oliver’s hair out of his eyes.
“Oliver, I believe you know that when you are told to do something, you are supposed to do it.”
Regulus nodded in agreement.
“Sorry, son, but grandpa doesn’t find anything funny. Your mum is right, though. When you are told to do something, you need to do it. Now go upstairs and get ready for bed.”
Oliver nodded, sticking his bottom lip out before going upstairs. You gave Regulus a look that said, “do not be a pushover.”
Regulus shook his head before standing up and going back to his drink. Sirius elbowed Remus in the side before turning back to his brother.
