My Little Baby

Chapter 4

Type's pov:

When i went to his house after classes, it was already 7:30 pm.

Tharn was in the living room with p'Thorn.

He was sitting between p'Thorn's legs leaning on his chest with the pacifier in his mouth.

He wasn't actively playing and just laying there hugging one of the plush toys.

I could tell he was tired.

I smiled at the sight.

He must have played a lot today.

"Owh. Type. Done with your classes?" P'Thorn asked when he noticed me.

"Yes p'. The last one dragged on longer than expected so i came late." I sat down on the couch near them.

Tharn was still staring infront of himself blankly and didn't notice me.

He's clearly half asleep.

I reached out and patted his head successfully gaining his attention.

He made grabby hands at me.

I took him into my arms and sat him down on my lap as he snuggled close to me and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

I could feel his steady breathing in seconds.

"Did anything happen today?" I asked p'Thorn.

"No. We spent the whole day just playing. It was fun seeing his 3 year old version again." He chuckled.

I blinked. "3 year old? I'm pretty sure he was 4 when he left."

"Ahh. Mom asked him about why he was hiding it from us. That scared him so he regressed more." He replied.

I pursed my lips and nodded.

"I think we should go back for tonight."

"You should have some dinner before going." He straightened up.

"It's fine p'. The lecturer gave us some food since the lecture dragged on over dinner time." I smiled.

He nodded. "He already ate. Should i drop you guys off?"

"No. I came in his car." I stood holding him in my arms.

...............

I tapped on the steering wheel lightly as i drove.

Did he manage to tell mae anything?

I know she wouldn't doubt his words. Especially since he was only 4.

But i wonder how much he managed to tell her...

I glanced at him shortly.

He was curled up on the passenger's seat which was reclined.

He was sleeping soundly.

I reached out and gently patted his head keeping my eyes on the road.

.........

When i woke up the next morning, i was alone in bed.

I slowly sat up and yawned as i stretched my back and arms.

I looked at the couch where all the plush toys were.

None of them were missing.

They were all there.

I looked at the nightstand.

The pacifier he had been using was there. It was cleaned and the cap was on.