IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey guys! I'm so sorry for today's late update. Real life sort of kicked me in the ass. I just wanted to take a minute to tell you that updates will be slower this week, particularly on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. But fear not! I won't forget you all! I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Mokuba clung to his father the whole way home. He had had fun at the doctors office, impossible as it may have seemed, and had even made a new friend, but now that the rush was over, he was incredibly tired. He cuddled with Spike, sucked on his pacifier, and put his head tiredly in his Daddy's lap before falling asleep. Seto was very careful to not move a muscle to Wake him. It reminded him of the day Mokuba had had his first accident, and he thought about what a long way the two of them had come since then.
A year ago, he would have never thought that he would be this kind, caring, and loving father. Fatherhood had never even been on his radar considering his horrible experiences with his stepfather. But Mokuba had changed him. With simple little acts of love and kindness, he had completely turned his life upside down. He had broken him down and put him back together in a way that had somehow made him a better person. Mokuba had awakened in him the elemental love that laid dormant in every man until he became a father.
He had the chauffeur run in and drop off the prescription. He didn't want to wake the angel sleeping in his lap. They got back on the road in less than ten minutes, which wasn't bad considering the high traffic rate in the area, but to Seto it felt like an eternity. As much as he wanted to spend every waking minute with his son, he was surprisingly eager to get back in the office. He wasn't comfortable being away from his work- even if it was for just a couple days. He was an active person- he enjoyed making decisions when it came to his company, attending hostile takeovers, and just being in charge in general.
They finally arrived at the manor. Very carefully, Kaiba picked up his child and carried him back to the nursery. He changed his diaper quickly before dressing him in a pair of warm footie pajamas, laying him in his crib, and letting him sleep while he went to get some work done.
He spent his time in his study, relieved to finally be home at last. As he looked at the picture of him and his child that he kept on his desk, it reinforced the fact that he really was back where he belonged. He felt happy as he finally got back on his laptop and started answering emails. He was surprised at how quickly time seemed to be passing him by. He thought he really should have been used to it by now, but it never seemed to really sink in. While working he kept a sharp ear out for Mokuba, just in case he was needed, but his son was sleeping peacefully. For a long while he was able to just enjoy the peace and quiet that came with his work. His mind buzzed with ideas, but he felt tranquil.
When he decided he needed a break to go and stretch his legs, he headed up to the nursery to see how his son was faring. When he poked his head through the door, Mokuba was still fast asleep. He looked down at his watch to catch the time. It was four thirty. He debated within himself for a good five minutes about waking him up, but ultimately decided against it, certain that he would be tired enough at bedtime no matter how long he slept now. He worked for another hour before shutting his computer down and going to get his son.
Mokuba's eyes opened when he heard the nursery door creak open. He rubbed his eyes with his fists and looked over to see his Daddy coming in with a smile on his face. Mokuba reached up for him, giggling happily. Seto scooped him into his arms and gave him a hug.
"Hey there buddy. How are you feeling?" He asked, getting him ready for a diaper change.
"Better." He said after taking his pacifier out.
"Good." He put a hand on his forehead and was happy to see his fever seemed to be going down. "You're fever is getting better too." Mokuba nodded. After he was changed and redressed, Seto pulled him onto his hip. "It's time for dinner."
Mokuba pouted, but didn't say anything.
Seto made sure soup was on the menu for tonight and was happy to feed Mokuba his favorite chicken soup. To both of their surprise, he ate the whole bowl. Seto beamed at him with ill-concealed pride. There was dessert, but neither of them partook in it. After dinner he went back to the nursery with his son and played with him, rolling a ball, building a city, and doing whatever else Mokuba could think of. If it made him feel even the tiniest bit better, then it was definitely worth his time and effort. When he got too tired to play, Seto took him out to watch some TV while he worked a little more, trying to catch up with everything he missed while on his business trip. Occasionally he glanced up to make sure Mokuba was alright, and every time he was. He was enjoying one of his favorite shows: Blues Clues. Seto smiled to himself every time Mokuba pointed out a clue.
There came a point when Mokuba was quiet when a clue was being revealed. Seto looked down to see Mokuba curled up in a ball, sucking his pacifier, his blue-eyes white dragon blanket draped over his small form and holding Spike tightly to his chest. Seto grinned and shut his laptop, bringing it back to the study and hooking it up to it's charger. He came back into the living room and gently cradled the child in his arms and carried him to bed. After changing him into a night diaper, he gave his son a tender kiss goodnight before leaving him to his dreams.