Chapter 161: A morning visit
Knoa sat on the table, wagging his feet below. His little hands hovered on the table as though he was wiping or drawing something, but his eyes were always darting to his omega’s father who was helping his Daddy with washing the dishes.
He heard his alpha father speak, reprimanding his hard-headed Papa, "Get out of here, Knox Arden. Let me do this."
His frail and pretty father would answer sternly, "Really? Look at this one, it’s chipped after it slid from your hand. Can you wash them without cracking them? Besides, why are you insisting on washing them manually? You have a functioning dishwasher!"
Azrael laughed at his lover’s baffled face. He puckered his lips and answered naughtily, "Our son is watching. They say a man looks cool in the kitchen, but he’s cooler when he’s on the sink wearing an apron and gloves while scrubbing utensils."
Laughter echoed in the dining hall.
Knox shook his head. He was indeed attracted by the man’s broad shoulder, and he wanted to wrap his arms around that slim waist and lay his head on his wide back.
He looked back at the table where Knoa was sitting, seemingly frenzied. Knox discerned the little guy had something to say, so he walked back to the table but put a considerable distance since he has still a bit of fever.
Knoa stared at his father with his green doe eyes, worry etched on them as he spoke, "Papa, are you okay, now? Are you not sick anymore?"
He kept fiddling with his hands, moving them around the table as if he couldn’t stay calm. Knox wondered if the kid was feeling uneasiness after witnessing him faint before.