5/9/23

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Idea from - Idontknow2095
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Noah's pov:
Michael was still upset coming back to England but I told him I'd take him back before Christmas so he was happy about that. He buried his head in my shoulder, we just got back from Italy and were both tired as hell. I ring the doorbell and Maisie opens it. She tells something to her daughter and then comes outside.
"What's wrong?" I yawn
"Michael asleep?" She asks
I shrug, I lift Michael's head up slightly, yeah he's asleep so I nod.
"Madeline is angry at Michael because you took him to Italy and left her with Miles and she's calling Michael spoiled because he gets what ever he wants and she thinks you don't give her any attention." She explains
"Fuck." I sigh
"She's ripped up every single picture of Michael, all of his clothes that he left as well. I think she hates him."
"She can't hate her own dad" I tuck my hair behind my ears
"Michael told me he thinks Madeline hates him as well."
"I'll deal with it, you staying over?" I ask
"Yeah, I'll take Michael and put him to bed while you go to the kids."
"Thanks" i hand Michael to her and walk inside

"Why do you hate papa?" I ask Madeline
"Because, he's annoying and he's spoiled! You do whatever he wants and you don't make him do any house work, you do everything!!!" She yells
Please say Michael is asleep, i don't want him to be upset.
"Maddy, my princess, that isn't true. Your papa does other things it's just your either at school or at Quinn's house, okay?"

I shut the door and went back to my room.
"Enjoy family drama" Maisie says
"She finally fell asleep." I sigh sitting on the bed
"Michael heard what she said, got upset but he fell asleep again."
"Fuck." I curse
"I gotta go, husbands got an issue at home again, I'll come by tomorrow to pick Quinn up, that alright with you?"
"Yeah that's fine, bye."

"She hates me." Michael mumbles
"I'm sure she'll change her mind, now how about I make you feel good hm?" I smirk
"It's Maisie's birthday, she's hosting a party."
"I'll make sure you can only limp"
"Sometimes I think your a pedophile."
"A pedophile who asks for consent."

Yeah Michael was limping a lot. People were noticing that but I don't care. At least they'll know who he belongs too.
"Could you not wait?" Maisie hisses at me
"Nah." I smirked

Michael had enough of limping so he made me hold him while he drank endless amounts of wine.

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