Jack's POV

I held onto the cold metal pole as I rode on the subway on my way back home from the mall. The ride was a bit bumpy but tolerable. After the subway stopped to pick up and drop some people off, I saw a man with red hair carrying a small brown haired boy. The father of the child I'm assuming grabbed onto the pole behind mine. The boy smiled and waved at me, it was adorable, I smiled as well and waved back. This was all too cute, I started to make funny faces at them, they giggled. I was loving this, it was fun. The father turned around while I was sticking my tongue out. He chuckled and his child moved their head so they could see me too. I put my tongue back in my mouth and laughed nervously.

"Daddy, Daddy did you see his funny face?" Both the father and I smiled.

"Yes I did Tim, did he make you laugh?" Tim nodded, and his father smiled. He reached his hand out for me to shake, I shook his hand and smiled at him.

"Hi I'm Jack."

"I'm Mark, nice to meet you." Once Mark was done shaking my hand Tim did.

"Im Tim! I like boxes." My smile almost reaching my ears at the sheer fact of how cute he was. Mark and I both got off at the same stop so we started talking as we were walking around that part of town. Mark offered that I have dinner at his place, I accepted. He gave me his address and walked home. I grabbed a bag of cookies to bring, becuase I thought Tim might like them. I walked to the address, since I don't have a car. Once I reached his house I knocked on the door, hearing exited laughter coming from inside before Tim came and answered the door.

"Hi Uncle Jacky!!!" I smiled, Mark came and picked Tim up.

"Next time I'll answer the door okay, you don't know who could be out there." Mark told time in gentle yet fatherly tone. Tim nodded.

"Okay Daddy." Tim smiled at him.

"Come on in Jack." Mark said stepping out of the doorway a little bit to let me in. I walked in keeping the cookies behind my back. As soon as I stepped into his house the smell of wonderfully home cooked food flooded my nostrils. I heard Mark shut the door and set Tim down, who came running over to me and tugged on the hem of my shirt.

"Hey Hey! Uncle Jacky, whatcha got there?" Tim said pointing to the bag of cookies in my hand. I looked down at him and gave him a sweet smile.

"Something for later." He sighed a bit but took a seat down at the table while Mark plated the food, I offered to help but he told me to take it easy. He set down a bowl of fresh steamy dumplings. Their aroma drifted up my nose , leaving me with an almost heavenly scent. He sat down after giving Tim and himself a bowl. I took a bite and it was phenomenal.

"This is AMAZING Mark, are you a chef?" He set down his fork and chuckled.

"No actually, I'm a youtuber-"

" YEAH! DADDY LETS ME RECORD WITH HIM SOMETIMES AND IT'S AWESOME!!!" Tim said happily. Mark leaned over and ruffled his hair while Tim closed his eyes and giggled. After dinner I pulled out the bag of cookies, neither of them were allergic so that was good. We all had a few and Tim seemed to love them.

"Hey Dad? You wanna go play outside with Chica and Uncle Jacky?" Tim asked getting up from the table to grab a bright green and blue ball.

"Sure, you wanna come Jack?" I nodded standing up and pushing my chair in. Mark opened up the back door and a yellowish white dog came running toward Tim. He dropped the ball and hugged her.

"CHICA!!!" Tim laughed as Chica's tail wagged wildly. Before you knew it They were running out the door. Tim laughing and throwing the ball for Chica. I walked out with Mark and noticed Mark didn't look so happy.

"Why the long face Mark? Something on your mind?" He leaned on the railing of his back porch.

"Yeah actually." I stood next to him.

"Wanna talk about it?" Then he told me everything, how he lost his wife to another man, how scared he was that he would mess up being a father, and that he just needed someone to talk too.

"So yeah, that's what's on my mind." He sighed sadly looking at the ground. I put my hand on his shoulder.

" You don't have to do this alone." I smiled sweetly at him.

I kept going to his house, I went almost everyday, Tim really liked when I played games with him, Mark became happier, after Tim was in bed Mark and I would stay up talking, until one night he kissed me. Later that evening he asked me out, we dated for about a year, Mark was so happy when I said yes, and even happier when I said I do.