Isaac was soaked. It was raining so hard he felt like he could drown in the air. But there was no way in hell he’d go back to the loft right now. Luckily he didnt have to. Still, part of him always hated showing up at Scotts house like this….
"you’re soaked" Scott stated, hardly seeing the humor in the situation. He lifted Luca from his lap and sat him on the bed with the storybook - Luca didnt mind. He was having the time of his life making the pictures in the book dissapear by covering them with his hand and then making them magically reappear by removing said hand again.
"What are you doing, being outside in this storm" Scott muttered. He pulled a towel from his closet and put it on Isaacs head in an attempt to dry him off. "God" he muttered when his hand brushed Isaacs cheek, "youre freezing"
Isaac watched the baby play with a smile on his face. He adored the little thing, especially in moments like this. Besides, it gavd him a good excuse to ignore Scotts question. "hey pup" Isaac whispered, leaning down to nose the childs cheek.







