Post-Takeover. AU. As a 'gift', Harvey is handed to Jeff, who is free to do what he wants with him. Therefore, 'Wheezy' is born, a regressed, obedient form of Harvey Hunter, who is treated both like a baby and pet, and sees Jeff as his 'Daddy' and 'Master'. In this drabble, Wheezy is 'helped' to spell words with Jeff.
TEN – BABY BLOCKS
Wheezy Morgan babbled happily to himself, the blocks in his hands twisting and turning to reveal a variety of capital letters. Spotting a capital 'W' on one of the sides, Wheezy squealed and placed the block in front of him, the 'W' the starting block of a sequence.
For what sequence, Wheezy was unsure of, but he was distracted by the sight of Jeff.
Giggling happily, Wheezy crawled over to Jeff and held up his arms.
"Daddy! Upsies!"
Jeff plastered a huge smile onto his face and scooped his son up, cradling Wheezy against his chest.
"Is Wheezy being a good boy? "
The reply was muffled.
"What did you say, Wheezy?"
This time, the words could be heard clearly.
"Yes, Daddy! Me playing with blocks!"
"Blocks, eh?" A wiry grin replaced the fake smile. "What were you trying to spell, baby?"
Wheezy wriggled in his arms, and once set down, shrugged his shoulders. "Dunno… Daddy, help?"
Jeff sat down, drawing the blocks towards him as he said smoothly: "Of course, Wheezy. Now, let's play."
Over the course of an hour, Jeff 'helped' Wheezy spell out words with his blocks, his grin stretching further and further every time a word was formed.
After a series of words were formed, Jeff glanced at the clock, then back at Wheezy.
"Naptime soon, baby. But first… I want you to spell… I-D-I-O-T."
As his son struggled, Jeff sat back and smirked. All of the 'hurtful' words were being applied to Wheezy, and the idiot was none the wiser!
