Wyosch
The Demonic Wolf
Misha grabbed his father's hand and nodded, smiling happily.
"Yeah, I think it'll be fine now.", he replied. "I made my wall blue and pink with bears protecting it!"
Jim stared at his son with big, glittering eyes, gulping as he was holding back his tears.
"Ash... that- I...", he just decided not to say anything, and hugged his son tightly, closing his eyes for a moment, picturing how it felt when Jim first held his oldest son in his arms.
"I know you'd be there for me, but I'm just not someone who likes burdening others with their own problems, and would rather keep them bottled up inside to deal with them later on.", he replied, turning his head to the sky, a sad smile on his face.
"As long as none of you, your siblings and your mother do the same, it's fine. Even if I weren't there when you needed me most, I'm here now and not going anywhere. If you ever need help or advice... you can always come to me."
He took a deep breath, closing his tired eyes for a moment before he looked back at Ash, a proud smile on his face.
"I'm proud of you, kid. I love you."
"And I know she likes doing that!", Cole replied, chuckling.
As Sam started talking about how Cole was at the beginning of his mother's and Sam's relationship, he smiled softly.
"I just needed someone to show me how to be me. And what nobody succeeded in for years, you did in one day, so you should be proud of yourself too, dad."
Mike gasped horrified as he looked at his wooden arm.
"I didn't do anything! Turn it back! How am I supposed to work with a wooden arm?! I can't take out the trash with one arm!"
"Yeah, I think it'll be fine now.", he replied. "I made my wall blue and pink with bears protecting it!"
Jim stared at his son with big, glittering eyes, gulping as he was holding back his tears.
"Ash... that- I...", he just decided not to say anything, and hugged his son tightly, closing his eyes for a moment, picturing how it felt when Jim first held his oldest son in his arms.
"I know you'd be there for me, but I'm just not someone who likes burdening others with their own problems, and would rather keep them bottled up inside to deal with them later on.", he replied, turning his head to the sky, a sad smile on his face.
"As long as none of you, your siblings and your mother do the same, it's fine. Even if I weren't there when you needed me most, I'm here now and not going anywhere. If you ever need help or advice... you can always come to me."
He took a deep breath, closing his tired eyes for a moment before he looked back at Ash, a proud smile on his face.
"I'm proud of you, kid. I love you."
"And I know she likes doing that!", Cole replied, chuckling.
As Sam started talking about how Cole was at the beginning of his mother's and Sam's relationship, he smiled softly.
"I just needed someone to show me how to be me. And what nobody succeeded in for years, you did in one day, so you should be proud of yourself too, dad."
Mike gasped horrified as he looked at his wooden arm.
"I didn't do anything! Turn it back! How am I supposed to work with a wooden arm?! I can't take out the trash with one arm!"