A dental checkup had placed him as babysitter of the day.
Not that Roman minded. He loved his son, cool little guy, mix of he and Leo's dna, small young Roman Leok Reigns jr. who Seth jokingly nicknamed 'Roller' and that was a rare thing to see a smile on Seth.
Their sweet charming test tube boy who had everyone in love with him from first glance. Even Dean was known to beg for a chance to babysit.
But today for now it was Romes sr and jr keeping each other in good company.
'Can you say Daddy?'
Mini Roman glanced away from his blocks, the tiny foam football, the scattered assortment of other toys, plush to plastic and beamed. He had a half dozen small pearly teeth, each sprouting in had cost the couple a full nights sleep.
'Da da...'
'Great job, my man!'
'Ta ta ta.'
'Oh well, see that's other Daddy. Say my name. Say Dah-dee.'
'Daffy.'
'That's a start.'
'Dassee.'
'Er...try again...Dahhh.'
'Dah.'
'Deeeee.'
'Bee.'
'You're getting a kick out of my torment, aren't you?' Roman asked the version of he and Leo in miniature, even had their hair, cute little guy, held him on his lap and kept trying with names. 'Dah-dee.'
Small Romes brow furrowed. Then he grinned, displaying mainly gums.
'Dah-tee.'
Roman shrugged. It was close enough.
'Super job, little man!'
RJ grinned then paused and squinted.
Larger Roman felt the warm spot on his leg, hopped up quickly, checked his son's doll sized hounds of Justice tee and his tiny sneakers before making a bee line (or perhaps a Dahbee line) for the nursery down the hallway, ready to change a thick padded but very soggy diaper.
He didn't mind, this was actually enjoyable.
He wanted more children.
He wanted a daughter too.
'There we go! Powdered and dry, all set.'
Mini Roman yanked a finger from his nostril,examined it with a scowl, then grinned and placed his finger up near the face of this dah-tee, the one with the arm people had drawn on.
'Oh, no thanks, I'm full.' Roman grabbed a tissue and wiped his son's green slime fingers clean.
They were both half dozing in the recliner, back in the living room when Leo returned.
'The men of my dreams.'
A trip of embraces and a baby squeal of delight before Roller was mildly squished in between a loving long double husband kiss.
Leo took his boy and bounced him a bit, smiling.
'Teeth okay?'
'The few I have left are fine, tip top ta ta shape.'
'Glad to hear.'
'I bit the dentist.'
'Again?!'
'This time one the arm. He may have liked it.'
'He'd better not or I'll hit him so hard...'
Another kiss to calm the envy.
'How'd baby do?'
'Same as always.'
'Still eating boogies?'
'No, now he's sharing the wealth.' Roman grinned and Leo burst into hyena chuckles.
'That's our boy! Sharing and caring!'
Small Roman giggled and yawned.
'He's tired.'
'I'm NOT.'
'Great time for a nap then.'
Exactly.'
It WAS the best time for a nap, sleep for baby and intensely sweet lovemaking for the adults.
Roman didn't mind this aspect of his life now either, if anything Leo's crazed cackles and howls and shrieks during orgasm aroused him more than disgusted him.
'More, more,more!' Leo laughed wildly, stuck to him, sweat and a small line of blood on Roman's back where teeth had sliced him.
'Waitasec...' Roman muttered and listened in on the baby monitor.
'All is well?'
'Not a peep.'
'Not a Canadian's marshmallow chickens.'
'Hmmm, let's check anyway.'
Half dressed and fluids drying, they leaned in silent over the crib, matching proud smiles.
'He's adorable, perfect...'
'The greatest.'
'Yesssss.'
'Would you want a daughter?'
'I'm agreeable with anything you'd choose.'
'A daughter would be a great addition.'
'A lioness Princess.'
'Precisely.'
'I love-'
And Leo's voice was replaced with loud beeping.
Roman blinked. The clock alarm.
All a dream, a pleasant one.
Rolled over, grunted, grinned. Leo conked out beside him.
He slid from bed, yawned, scratched himself in various locations, looked in at Seth, on his own bed, only him in it, sleeping.
And then Dean's bed, across from their room.
Empty bed.
cool sheets, still made up.
Dean hadn't stayed there overnight.
He was with someone else.
