Aaron arrived a few hours later and drove Alan back home. "You guys seem to be getting along well." Simon said as he placed a plate of brownies on the coffee table.

"Mhm. He's not as bad as I thought." Aaron said and reached out to grab one of the brownies.

Simon went around and sat down next to Aaron. The boy was sitting on the floor and leaning his body back against the sofa. "I'm curious about something." He started, grabbing the tv remote and shutting the television off.

"W-whats that?" Aaron asked, feeling a bit uneasy for some reason.

"It's been lingering on my mind for quite a while now and I couldn't find the right moment to ask since I was afraid of how you'd react." He paused and looked at Aaron, a serious look partaking his features. "Well...how do I start this. Ever since I met you, you've constantly had these intense nightmares. And I just wanted to know if they have anything to do with past experiences. You tend to cry and shake drastically and it's honestly starting to worry me."

Aaron placed the brownie back on the plate and brushed his hands. He had wanted to tell Simon everything. This was the perfect time to open up since he'd learned about Simon's past too.

"Well...all I can say is that, I was born as an unwanted child. My mom had me at a young age and her parents wanted nothing to do with me. My grandmother and the rest of her kids didn't really like and treated me badly and would um..." he choked on his words as tears fell from his eyes. All the traumatising experiences flew back into his mind, every little thing came back. All the words they said to him, all the beatings and lashing and sneering—it all smashed him like a heavy meteorite.

"I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have asked." Simon felt horrible for even bringing the topic up. He pulled Aaron close and ran his hand up and down his back to soothe him. "It's okay. It's all over now. You're safe with me okay?" He whispered softly, using his other hand to wipe the tears off Aaron's stained cheeks.

"Sy... I love you." Aaron said and cuddled closer into the man's chest.

"I love you too...Ari." Simon said back.

Hearing the nickname being used made Aaron's cheeks beam. "Ari love daddy much more." He whispered.

Simon was taken aback a bit. He smiled to himself, kissing the top of Aaron's head. "Daddy loves Ari a billion times more."

They stayed there for a little while before Simon noticed how cold Aaron's arm was getting. I guess it made since, Aaron was wearing a white tank top and Simon always liked the thermostat at a low temperature. "What do you say we head to bed." He suggested.

"B-but Ari want cuddle more." Aaron lifted his head from Simon's chest and said.

"We can cuddle in daddy's room." He implored.

"Alright then." Aaron flashed a smile. "Daddy uppie?" He reached his hands out to him.

Simon wanted to die from the cuteness before him. He picked Aaron up, one hand under his legs and the other supporting his back in a bridal style way. Aaron placed his hands on Simons shoulders to support himself and leaned his head against the older mans chest as they made their way to his bedroom.

Simon set him down after pulling the duvets off to the side. "Wanna change into your pjs?" He asked.

"Okie!" He smiled up at him.

Simon left the room and came back a minute or so after with Aaron's sleep wear. He let the boy quickly slip into them before getting into his own and laying down next to him.

"Are you ready to sleep now?" Simon turned his body so he was facing Aaron.

"Not really, Ari just wanna cuddle with daddy." Aaron replied and wrapped his arms and legs around Simon.

"If that's what you want, but you'll have to fall asleep sooner or later." Simon smiled, wrapping his own arms around Aaron and playing with his hair.

"No way. Ari never going to sleep!" He protested, giving Simon a cute pout and sticking his tongue out afterwards.

Simon's heart skipped a bit. He felt like he was going to have a heart attack at that moment. He nuzzled the littles nose, causing him to giggle. "Daddy! Tickles!" He exclaimed.

After he calmed his giggling, he looked up at Simon dearly and smiled to him. He reached his hand out and ran his fingers through Simons bright brown hair. He figured, he felt very calm and free of worries whenever Simon caressed his hair, maybe Simon would feel the same way too.

Simon drowned in the touch, his eyes closing shut to deepen the feeling. Even though Aaron was the one doing that, he ended up being the first to fall asleep.

Simon kissed his forehead before pulling him even closer—if possible—to his chest.

The next morning, Simon had work as well. The only problem was, Aaron had woken up as a little and leaving him all by himself would make make him worry to death.

"Ari," he called to him. The boy was playing with cereal on the island counter while Simon fixed his own breakfast of scrambled eggs.

"Yes daddy." Aaron looked up from his bowl.

"How old are you right now?" Aaron looked down at his fingers, counting them and pulling out a 'two'.

"Whoa, definitely can't leave you." He sighed.

"Ari wanna play with Alan." Simon looked over and an idea popped into his head.

"Actually, why don't I just call Nathan."

"Nathan who?" Aaron tilted his head to the side. "Ari say Alan." He added.

"I know. Why don't you finish up breakfast and we can get ready."

Thirty minutes passed, they were in Simons car driving to an unknown destination. Aaron looked out the window from where he sat in the back seat, counting every car that passed by.

Simon pulled up by an apartment complex and parked his car, stepping out and opening the back to let Aaron and Casper out.

He held on to his hand as they passed the lobby with Casper in the other hand and up the stairs to the third floor. They passed through a corridor and stopped at door 314.

He rang the doorbell and a few seconds later, the door opened wide, revealing a really tall man with dark raven hair and grey eyes. "Simon, come on in." He greeted with a genuine smile.

His eyes trailed down to Aaron who had been slightly hiding his face behind Simon. "And this must be Aaron." He grinned. "How are you doing?"

"Good." Aaron replied shyly, burying his face deeper into Simons back.

"He gets a bit nervous, but he'll get used to you." Simon explained, walking passed the man while still holding on to Aaron's hand. "Where's Alan?" He asked once he reached the living room.

"Still in bed. He's uh...tired at the moment." He answered.

"Ari, this is Nathan. He's Alan's daddy." Simon looked down at Aaron and said. He placed Casper down and allowed him to ran around.

Aaron turned his head to Nathan and the man smiled. "You're such a cute little thing, how old are you?" Nathan asked.

"Two." He replied, showing up the two fingers.

"Aww, you're so little." Nathan cooed. "Is there anything you'd like to eat or drink?" He asked.

"No thank you." He said politely. "Wanna play with Alan." He grinned widely.

"Alright, why don't I show you to his room and you can play there." Nathan suggested and walked towards the halls.

Simon and Aaron followed behind and entered the small room. There was so much happening: posters, plushies, toys—so many cute decorations. On the bright lilac bed, Alan had been laying their on his stomach wearing white shorts and completely shirtless.

"Baby, you have a visitor." Nathan crouched down near the bed and said.

Alan titled his head so he was facing the door. "Alan!" Aaron exclaimed and ran over to him. "let's play! Let's play!" He giggled, shaking Alan's body.

"Not now, later okay?" Alan said groggily and turned his head to face the wall.

"But Ari want to play now." Aaron pouted.

"Alright sweaty, daddy has to go to work now okay?" Simon chimed in. "Wanna give daddy a kiss before I go?" He asked and Aaron beamed, rushing over to him and pecking the older's lips.

"Come back really quick, okay?" Aaron said to him.

"Okay. Have fun." Simon ruffled his hair and pecked both of his cheeks. "I'll be on my way now." He turned to Nathan and said before giving Aaron a final grin and stepping out.