The first week is filled with awkward glances and silent meals.
David and Carlos were treated like princes by their new parents, something they weren't used to at all, thus confusing them to the point of frustration.
The first time anyone holds an actual conversation is on the Monday of their second week as a family. It's what led to this; to Jaime baby-sitting while Bart's at work rather than the roles being switched.
Jaime had holed himself in his home office, supposedly taking care of the boys while Bart was off at work.
"Mr. Reyes?" Carlos pokes his head through the door carefully.
The ebony was the only one who still didn't call him something formal. His younger brother had taken to calling him Daddy surprisingly and Bart was titled as Dad.
"Something wrong?" Jaime asks as he sets down the paper work in his hands.
"Baseball game starts in an hour." Carlos states.
And suddenly Jaime's brain shifts off work and the fact that he's supposed to be taking care of his kids kicks him in the face.
"Oh! Crap-uh...I mean-"
"It's fine, Mr. Reyes; I'm used to it." Carlos smiles up at the Hispanic before leaving.
"Used to it?" Jaime mumbles to himself as he grabs his car keys and rushes towards the living room.
"Daddy!" David's voice is gentler that his brother's but still just as loud when he tries.
"Hey, David." Jaime enjoys these moments.
The few seconds when David launches himself either onto his legs or into his arms.
Carlos refuses to act his age and show affection. He doesn't really like Jaime...but absolutely adores Bart.
'It's just a phase, Jaime; he loves you too.' Bart always states with a smile.
"Are you watching us today?" David asks as Jaime sets him back onto the floor.
"David, Mr. Reyes has work to do." Carlos mumbles just as David grabs his older brother's hand.
"I can stay, Carlos." Jaime notices the way the ebony's eyes widen in shock. "That is, if you want me to?"
"Oh...um, sure Mr. Reyes."
"You can see Carlos pitch today!" David chuckles and drags his brother out of the house and out into the hot Texas air.
"I'm not that great." Carlos sighs.
The kid lied.
Jaime sat through the whole game on the edge of his seat because despite what Carlos said, he was an amazing pitcher for his age. And David...he could hit! And they both were amazing In their own way.
Jaime cheered along with the sports moms that surrounded him and he didn't care, because he had kids and...he was proud of them.
Up to bat now is Carlos Rodriguez. the announcer calls out through his microphone. Jaime looks up to find the ebony drenched in sweat but still glaring at the pitcher in front of him.
"Come on Carlos!" Jaime allows himself to scream and ignores it when the Scarab vibrates before speaking.
Jaime Reyes, calm down; your pulse is rising
"Shut it, they're about to pitch." Jaime whispers with a huge smile.
Jaime hears the clear ring of aluminum and looks up to find Carlos dashing towards first base.
In the end, they win by two points. And when Jaime's attacked by a sweaty David, he chuckles and lifts the small boy onto his left shoulder.
"Hey, Mr. Reyes." Carlos is grinning widely when he joins them and Jaime cant stop himself from bending down and lifting the older twin onto his free shoulder.
"You guys won!"
"What are you doing?" Carlos asks in shock as he clutches onto Jaime's hand.
Jaime doesn't respond and when they get to his truck, Carlos chuckles as Jaime buckles him up with a confused frown.
"Why does Bart insist on these things?" he Hispanic demands as he wrestles the buckles on their high seats.
"Mr. Reyes?" Carlos mumbles with a grin.
"Hm?"
"Here." the ebony pulls a strap and Jaime hears the clear click.
"Oh...thanks." Jaime blushes and moves over to David's.
"When is Dad getting off of work?" the Auburn asks.
" He should be out soon."
When they get home, Bart is in the kitchen...with a two brown bags full of Chinese food.
"Dad!" David is the first to attack the red head. Despite the fact that both boys are sweaty and stinky, Bart hugs them and listens to their stories about the game.
"Alright, showers then dinner!" Jaime announces after a few minutes of stories.
Jaime can hear groans of protest but chuckles when both boys run out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
"You did really good." Bart smiles and walks over to Jaime with a smile.
"Thanks" Jaime blushes when Bart wraps his arms around his waist. "How was your day?"
"Filled with teenagers." Bart answers with a grin as he leans forward and caches Jaime's lips between his own.
"hm..."
Jaime Reyes, The Impulse is a distraction! The child is-
"Uh..." Jaime tears away from Bart to find Carlos starring a them with wide eyes and pink cheeks.
"Carlos!" Bart pulls away and clears his throat.
"I'm just..." the ebony practically runs away.
"That was awkward." Jaime whispers.
"Definitely."