“Do you think we’re bad people?” Eric & Owen
Eric flung himself onto their bed with a heavy sigh, burying his face in his pillow. His husband couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. Usually he was the one displaying such dramatics. What’s wrong, baby? Owen chuckled, rubbing the blond’s back comfortingly.
Another loud sigh came from the pouting man. “Do you think we’re bad people?” he asked, his voice muffled by the pillow that still covered his mouth.
Well I know that I’m not, but you… Owen teased, nudging Eric with his elbow playfully. The blond groaned loudly in response. Honey, I’m just kidding. We are not bad people.
Then why do our children hate me? Eric whined, rolling onto his back & staring up at the ceiling with a frown.
Owen laid beside him, wrapping his arm around the man’s slender waist. Our children don’t hate you, Eric. They love you very much, just like I do.
They DO hate me! Eric insisted, shaking his head in despair. When Sawyer is home, he’s locked in his room, Soph doesn’t want anything to do with me, Kins is moving across the country in a few weeks & Archer obviously has some kind of daddy issues.
Owen burst out in a fit of laughter. Honey, he chortled, laying his head on the man’s chest. Archer does not have daddy issues, he just fell in love with someone who happens to be quite a bit older than him. Kinsley has an amazing job opportunity. That, if anything, means we did well with her. Sawyer is a typical teenager & Sophie is right behind him. If you were a 12 year old girl, would you want to spend all of your time with your boring, old dads?
I suppose you’re right, Eric mumbled, wrapping his arms around his husband’s shoulders & kissing the top of his head softly. Plus, at least Lathan still likes me.
