· What if it’s a Father I need {Closed RP} [magicaedestruit]
“No!” Henry protested, turning his head away as his Father attempted to feed him his breakfast.
He didn’t care that he now had oatmeal smeared up his cheek, he didn’t want to eat it. He wanted pancakes again, like they had when Daddy had taken him to the Diner.
“C'mon, little man, work with me.”
He’d never really been fond of oatmeal himself, but as a single father, finding a balanced and tasty diet for his son was difficult, to say the very least. They could hardly eat pancakes every day, but if it was up to Henry, they sure would. Pressing his lips together, Neal exhaled sharply through his nostrils before pushing a smile onto his features.
“If you eat this, you can have ice cream when we’re at the park later. How’s that sound?”
