There's still hope
He had just walked a few meters away from his home when he hit his nose with an invisible wall. He put his hand and tried to break it or push it, but no, it was solid as a king's castle. Sighing, Baelfire went to the backyard shack. He should've foreseen that his papa wouldn't have let him go so easily again.
He sat down on the floor and hugged his knees, letting a few tears fall and this time he didn't bother to wipe them away.
How was it possible that everything went downhill just in a few months? And it was all his damn fault.
He could've saved his father, prevent him from taking that stupid dagger. But he didn't tried enough. Bae failed him. Just as his papa failed him today, when he didn't trust him enough to ask him if he wanted to come home.
The sun when down and he felt the wind running through his hair, but he wasn't ready to face his papa again. It hurt so much.
"Bae, come inside son. It's getting darker."
He flinched at the sound of his father's voice. Since the curse, he has gotten sneakier and he wondered if his papa secretly like it to startle him. That thought made him feel a warmth spreading all over his heart. They used to tease each other like that, it was kind of a silly game but it was their father and son thing.
"I don't want to," he replied stubbornly, though he was afraid that he would get mad and do something to him with his magic. But he was being stupid, his papa would never harm him…would he?
Bae heard him sighed.
"I know you're angry," he tried again. "I'm sorry I let you down, but I do trust you Bae."
"That's why you put magic boards all around the house" Bae murmured.
His father didn't answer.
"Your silence betrays you papa."
"Bae...it's just...it's complicated."
"I'm not a baby, I would understand."
Still quiet.
It sucked that they'd been fighting a lot lately. Bae loved his father of course, but sometimes everything was too much.
It wasn't like he had a lot of friends. Before the curse, everyone made fun of him because he was the coward of the village's son—he knew the reason why they called him like that and if they believed that being a father was cowardice then screw them—so the only friends that he had were the ones who didn't care about what people say and know everyone just runaway when he was around because they were afraid of him.
Heck, he would preferred to pick up a fight with all of his bullies than being ignored or treated like he had a disease.
"Look Bae—"
"Papa, I seriously don't need another apologize."
"No it's not that, well yes, I'm sorry. I truly am". He babbled and took a deep breath before he continued. "But the thing is that...I'm...scared, scared of losing you. That one day you're going to leave and never come back".
Oh.
Bae bite his lip. He didn't know how to answer to that. It was a while since they had a heart to heart talk.
"Papa I—I want to see places. I don't want to stay here forever," he admitted, "but I promise that I'm always going to come back."
His father wasn't looking at him and Bae suspected his eyes had gotten teary. Baelfire didn't know if he was a little bit happy that his papa was still inside of the man that everyone called The Dark One or upset because he was really harsh to him. Maybe a bit of both.
"Papa, I'm never going to leave you" Bae assured him, "I promise."
His papa finally turned his head with a smile, and if it wasn't for the weird skin he looked like his old kind gentle papa.
"But still, if I let you out of my side people is going to hurt you."
"Papa—"
"I'm serious Baelfire. People won't stop making deals with me and sometimes the results are not always going to be pleasant. If something goes wrong they would try to hurt you to blackmail me."
He had a point, but there had to be a way.
"What about you let me go with you whenever you have to do something." When his father opened his mouth to protest Bae started to talk faster. "I don't have to be right beside you, just close enough to you to hear me yell if I'm in danger."
Please say yes, please, please.
Even if his father was hesitant he managed to hear an almost inaudible:
"Ok."
"Yes!" Baelfire yelled, "Thank you so much, thank you, thank you."
"But you have to tell me everything bad that happens, got it?"
"Yeah."
Of course he would try to stay away as much as possible from trouble so his papa wouldn't harm anyone. His temperament was way different now and he got angry easier, with Bae being an exception thank the gods. He didn't want any more people to suffer because of him again.
"Let's get inside my boy. The soup must be cold by now."
"Aren't you going to take down the barriers?"
"Oh sure."
His papa made a gesture with his hand and the magic boards disappeared like a flash. Then, he offered him a hand to help him stand and together they walked into their cottage.
Baelfire knew things would never be the same, but that didn't mean his life needed to be horrible. He was going to make sure his father stay the same, he wasn't going to turn into a monster. Bae was his anchor and that was enough for now. He wasn't going to lose hope.
A/N:Ok, so this is basically going to be events of Bae's life. This one is situated after the fight Baelfire and Rumple had in 2x04. And there are not going to be in a particular order. Hope you enjoyed it and let me know what you think