Tyler sits on Josh's bed, Thumper tucked under his arm while a new stuffie sits on his lap. It's a gray elephant that is nearly three times the size of his little bunny. He insisted on getting it because it reminded him of his Daddy.

"What are you gonna name him, honeybee?"

"I 'unno, Daddy! What does you's think?"

"Hmmm..." Josh hums, taking the stuffed animal and holding it in front of his face. "He looks like a Frank."

"No, silly!" Tyler giggles, snatching the elephant back and squishing its face between his palms. "How 'bouts... Penelope!"

"You wanna name him Penelope?" Josh grins, his head resting on top of Tyler's.

"No, no, no. Penny!"

"I like that," the older agrees. "It's cute, like my baby."

"And like Thumper," Tyler nods with a smile, hugging the two stuffies against his chest. "I love 'em Daddy, tank 'ou."

"Anything for you, flower. Are you hungry?"

"Nuh uh," the little shakes his head. "I gots a question."

"Which is?"

"Why do you love me, Daddy?"

Josh frowns, forehead indenting slightly. He cups Tyler's face gently, forcing their eyes to meet.

"I love you for a lot of reasons, Ty. You're so cute, you're caring, you have a pretty voice, you get so tiny sometimes, you need me to take care of you, you're a good boy, and there's lots more. I wouldn't change anything about you," Josh says in a calming voice, thumbs stroking his cheekbones.

"What if I's not always a good boy? You still love me?" Tyler frowns, lower lip sticking out in a pout.

The older can't resist, he kisses the little pout right off Tyler's face. "Yes, I'll still love you. I'll love you no matter what, sunshine."

"Otay," Tyler giggles, dropping his stuffies to squish Josh's cheeks. "You's da best."

"Would I be even better if I were to say I bought brownie mix?"

The brunette gasps, throwing his arms around Josh's shoulders. He babbles about how Josh is the best daddy ever while the latter carries him and his stuffies into the kitchen.

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Josh made a huge mistake by letting Tyler eat five brownies, one right after the other.

The little currently lays curled up in his lap, one hand clutching Josh's shirt while the other squeezes Penny's trunk. Tyler is whimpering, his eyes shut tight as Josh gently rubs his tummy.

"Daaaddyyyy..." the brunette whines, pretty brown eyes full of tears. "My.. Tummyyyy..."

"I know, bub, I'm sorry. I should've known better than to let you eat so many so fast, I'm sorry," Josh rambles, lips moving against the boy's feverish forehead.

"S'okay... Oh no..."

"What's wrong?"

"My tummy! I'm gonna be sick!"

"Shit," Josh murmurs, quickly hopping off the couch and wobbling into the bathroom, trying not to stir the brunette in his arms.

By the time they make it, Tyler is hunched over the toilet and emptying this stomach. He's crying, making Josh's heart hurt so bad because he knows this is all his fault. Yet all he can do is rub Tyler's back and tell him he'll be okay, so he does.

"It's okay, sweetie. Don't cry, it'll be done soon and then you'll feel better," he says weakly, hanging his head as his nails trail over the little's back.

Josh really hopes Tyler won't be mad at him, even though he totally deserves it. He told Tyler that two was enough, but no, he wanted three. But no, that wasn't enough. And neither was four. It wasn't enough until Tyler got sick, even though he insisted he wouldn't.

The little finally picks his head up, wet eyes meeting Josh's.

"I'm sowwy, Daddy, s'my fault..."

"Oh no, baby, no... It's not your fault, it's mine."

"M'still sowwy," he frowns, grabbing Josh's hands to lift himself off the ground. He turns on the cold water and brushes his teeth, while Josh watches silently. "Daddy?"

"Hm?"

"You swore," Tyler giggles, rinsing the toothpaste out of his mouth with the tap water before turning to face Josh.

"Shit, sorry. Oh... Crap..."

Tyler only laughs harder. His arms close around Josh's waist, head nuzzling against his chest. "S'okay, you's allowed."

The older nods, arms falling around the boy as they embrace, head resting on top of Tyler's. "I feel so bad."

"Nooo! S'okay! I's all better now!"

Josh smiles at that, leading the boy back to the living room. "That's true. Sit here and keep Thumper and Penny company while I put in a movie, okay?"

"Otay," the little agrees, tucking the stuffies beneath his armpits as his thumb sneaks between his lips.

Josh turns on Cinderella, then smiles upon seeing Tyler. He crouches down before him, hands resting on his bare knees. "Honey, do you want the paci you brought?"

Stubbornly, Tyler shakes his head.

"Are you sure? Once I sit down I'm not getting back up," Josh warns.

Again, Tyler shakes his head.

"Okay," the older chuckles.

He takes a spot on the couch, then pulls the little boy into his lap. His strong arms encase Tyler's small frame, the boy snuggling against his chest while sucking his thumb.

Josh skips straight to the main menu and hits play, glancing down at Tyler to find him already looking back.

"Something wrong?"

Tyler nods slowly.

"What?"

He pulls his thumb out of his mouth slowly, batting his big eyelashes and giving Josh puppy dog eyes.

"Want my paci..."