Just a little cuteness I decided to write since I love Papa!Eliot. I do. I really really do love Papa!Eliot. I own nothing. Review!
"Mr. El," Kit muttered his voice slurring.
Moving quickly I scooped Kit into my arms before he fell to the ground. As soon as I had him against my chest his breakfast was covering me. My eyes shut tightly when he did that. I could deal with a lot of things, but I really hated this.
It wasn't often that Kit was sick when I was here. In fact the last time he was about one and I would like to completely forget everything that happened that weekend if it was at all possible.
Of course, I couldn't. Though I do count myself luckily that the trip to the emergency room was a blur. Threatening that bastard of a doctor, on the other hand, not so much of a blur.
Kit had blood in his vomit by the time we got to the hospital and the doctor decided that it would be fun to keep him in the waiting room for hours though no one else was there. I doubt he did that again when I was through with him.
"Kit," I said pressing a hand to his forehead, "You're burning up."
"No feel good," Kit said coughing roughly.
"I know. Come on, let's give you a bath."
My movements were slow as I made my way through the house until I finally got into the bathroom. Once I got in there I stripped Kit and took off my shirt as well. It was lucky that I always kept an extra outfit in the bathroom.
When I had cleaned myself up I started Kit's bath and started to clean him. Kit looked horrible at that moment. I thought he was going to pass out at any moment which caused me to move as quickly as I thought Kit could handle.
"How long?" I asked wrapping a towel around him.
"Woke up," Kit said cuddling into my chest.
"Why didn't you tell your Momma?"
Kit muttered something against my chest as I walked into his bedroom. I wondered if he knew that I couldn't hear him, but since he was sick I doubted that he knew what he was doing.
Though as I went to lay him down only to have his grip around my neck tighten I knew I was wrong. Something was going on with the boy that he obviously wasn't telling me or him mother.
"Kit," I said sighing, "You got to give me something here. What's going on, Kid?"
"Silly," Kit muttering softly.
Sighing once more I sat on Kit's bed before slowly moving to lay down. It didn't take long before I had wrapped a blanket around the boy and he was always asleep in my arms.
"Kit, what's going on?" I repeated softly.
"Be my Daddy," Kit said tears slowly seeping into my shirt, "Want you be Daddy."
My eyes widened and my heart almost stopped when he said that. That's why he was working so hard and why he didn't tell us he was sick. He just want me to be his Daddy?
"In every way, but blood," I said kissing his forehead, "Every way, but blood."
dh2930: I hoped it would be cute and I just love the tender side of Eliot. Hopefully it helps Nate at the same time.
ranger353: Yes, in every place that matters. That's really all that matters in the end. There are seven chapters in this story, but always room for more if I decide or get the inspiration!