Hey guys,
I know it's been too long again ... the hot weather is giving me a hard time with sickening migrains ... and than this shooting in Munich yesterday (That's really not far from here and I was so worried about my friends...)
... But hey there's only one school week left until sommer holidays, so I hope I can managed to write and update more then.
„No way …", Roman groaned, while he was searching through the two bags. Dean was still crying desperately in his arms fisting the tall man's shirt, while his feeling of starving became stronger with every minute.
"How could I forget to buy drinking bottles?!", The Samoan hissed, shaking his head in frustration. He already had put the milk powder on the counter of the visitors' kitchen, realizing that he really hadn't bought something to fill the milk in. Roman had been just so busy with getting food and all the diaper stuff, he totally forgot to take some bottles with him as well.
"Damn it!" The black haired man cursed under his breath and covered his face with one arm, desperately putting his head down onto the counter in front of him for a moment.
Maybe he really shouldn't take care of a little baby. He totally sucked at being a father. Yes, he even forgot to buy all the things he needed to feed Dean!
The boy's loud screaming rang in Roman's ears, confirming the Samoan's thoughts even more.
Maybe it really was the best, when the police would take Dean with them, giving him to a nice foster family, who knew how to take care of a little boy.
"Excuse me Sir, are you alright?" Roman filched, hearing the woman's voice right behind him. He didn't even heard her entering the kitchen.
"Honestly …" The Samoan managed to say and sighted deeply, trying to not show her his despair, " … no, I forgot the drinking bottle." Dean's crying was becoming unbearable for the tall man, but not because of the volume. It was the fear and despair in his chocked voice, stabbing Roman's heart and breaking it into a million pieces, when the Samoan realized he could do nothing to make his baby boy feel better.
"He is so hungry …" Roman murmured more to himself, desperately rocking Dean in his arms, knowing the boy wouldn't stop crying until he got something to eat.
"Oh, that's not a problem." The woman smiled friendly and for the first time Roman noticed, he was actually talking to a nurse, "How old is your boy?"
Your boy? … Surprised the Samoan looked up to her. Did he really look like a father or did the nurse just say it automatically?
"He … he is three months old." Roman finally answered, still trying to calm Dean a bit by gently stroking his hair.
"Okay. Come with me Sir, our sterilization machines are right next to this room." The nurse explained, leading the tall man together with the sobbing boy out of the kitchen.
Sterilization machine? The Samoan couldn't hide a slight frown, while he followed the woman into the next room. Roman remembered that he had read something about sterilizing baby stuff the other night. It was to protect the babies from infections - especially during the first months - but the tall man hadn't thought about a special sterilization machine for the drinking bottles. Maybe it hadn't been so bad that this nurse was helping him out now.
"Here you are." The nurse smiled friendly and held the sterilized bottle in front of Roman, pulling the Samoan out of his thoughts once again.
"T-Thank you." The tall man stuttered, taking the drinking bottle. Dean's crying had become quieter, when the little boy was getting more and more tired.
"Almost read baby boy. Almost ready …" Roman kept on rocking him in his arm, while he quickly prepared the bottle, but not before taking a brief look at the prescription on the backside of the milk powder box.
At the time Roman had filled the right amount of powder in, the water boiler started steaming and the Samoan filled the heated water into the drinking bottle as well. Then he quickly checked for the right temperature, by carefully letting some milk run over his own wrist, like he had seen on TV a thousand times before.
"Arghhh, damn it that's hot!" Roman hissed, when the hot milk hit his skin, painfully realizing that the inside of his wrist really was one of the most sensitive parts of his body.
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