Someone just stopped me in the bathroom and called me adorable and she cooed over me and now I'm smiling

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"Hey! Pass the ball!" Someone shouted.

I stood in the middle of the field during gym class. The teacher last year was pretty cool because I didn't have to do anything if I didn't want to. But now that I'm in third grade I have to actually play sports.

"C'mon! Are you retarded or something?!" Someone yelled.

I looked at the football in my arms, dropping it down on the ground and stomping on it, watching the air deplete.

-+-

The two of us sat at the counter in the candy shop. Gee happily ate his root beer float while I sat beside him, swirling my spoon around the big cup.

"Don't you like it?" Gee asked, a bit of ice cream on his upper lip.

I sighed, grabbing a napkin to wipe the ice cream away.

"Sort of," I stated.

Gee frowned and I gave him a small, forced smile. Truth be told, I was high uncomfortable. Beside me was some sticky, snot nosed kid practically burying his head in a big bowl of chocolate ice cream. There was two kids screaming as they ran around happily and a mom talking on the phone in the corner. It was loud and obnoxious. I hate kids.

"I'm done," gee said.

I saw his empty cup, then looked at the worker that was currently at the cash register with some young girl. I grabbed Gee's hand and pulled him out of the shop. He looked at me in shock as we walked down the street.

"But...but you didn't pay," Gee said.

"So?" I asked. "If I didn't really like it then why should I have to pay?"

"But he made it for you so don't you have to?" Gee asked.

"Not if I don't like it, don't you know the customer is always right?" I asked.

Gee shrugged, holding onto my hand as we walked.

"Daddy, can I pretty please get the new stuffie?" Gee asked, giving me his best puppy dog face. "Please, oh please? Puppy needs a friend."

"Fine, let's go," I said.

He smiled happily as we walked to a toy store. He looked over the shelves before finding one he liked. It was a light purple elephant. He was about to grab it off the shelf when some little girl with little blonde pigtails snatched it, not even noticing Gee.

"Mommy look! I want this one!" She cheered.

Gee's lip quivered but he didn't say anything as he went to look for a different stuffie. I frowned, feeling angry as I went up to the girl and snatched the toy from her hands. She burst into tears and her mom looked at me in shock.

"Excuse me, sir, my daughter had that," the lady said.

I kneeled down to the little girl's height as she wiped away some tears. She looked to be about two or three years old.

"Do you want the toy?" I asked.

She nodded. "Yes please."

"Well you can go fuck yourself," I spat.

Her mother gasped, pulling her child away out of the store. I handed the stuffie to Gee and he smiled happily, kissing my cheek. We paid for the toy (because Gee kept insisting that we shouldn't steal it) and left the store. He hugged his elephant to his chest happily as we walked.

"Now Puppy and Flower can be best friends, just like how we're best friends," he said.

"You're naming the elephant Flower?" I asked.

He nodded with a smile. "Yeah, because they're the same color as lilacs."

"Okay, whatever," I muttered.

We passed by the pet shop and Gee cooed, looking at the puppies in the window. He stopped, looking at them as they pawed at the window to look at him. I noticed a man watching Gee and I glared at him, reaching into my pocket and wrapping my hand around my switchblade.

Before I could do anything, Gee was tugging me inside the pet shop. He hurried over to the small pen full of puppies that was pressed against the window. He reached inside as they all swarmed around him, licking his arm and barking happily.

"Daddy please," Gee begged.

"No," I denied.

"But--"

"No," I interrupted. "You aren't getting a pet."

"But then I can have a friend to keep me company in the basement at night or while you're out," he said. "It's really scary down there, I think a puppy will make it a lot better."

"You've already got the kangaroo and elephant stuffed animals," I said.

"Hello, can I help you with anything?" A worker asked as she walked up.

"Yes, we want a puppy," Gee said.

"Gerard," I warned.

He pouted at me, giving me his best pleading look. I shook my head.

"Okay," Gee muttered.

He pulled his arm out of the pen sadly, looking down at his feet as he sniffled.

Oh no, I'm not falling for that again.

"Let's go," I said.

I grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the store. Luckily that one man was gone, the one who had been watching Gee rather creepily.

"But the puppies," Gee whined, looking back at the building, no longer pretending to cry anymore.

"We aren't getting a fucking dog, Gee," I stated.

The two of us walked home, going inside the house.

"Cartoons?" Gee asked.

"fine," I agreed.

He giggled, hurrying over to the family room to take turn on the tv. I set my bag down and say beside him. Gee was watching some show I didn't recognized with all his interest. I looked over at his greasy black hair and frowned.

"You need a bath," I stated.

"But I'm watching cartoons," he said.

"You can watch them after," I said, standing up and holding out a hand for him.

Gee shook his head and crossed his arms. "Cartoons."

"Gerard, you've already been pushing my limit far too much today, don't make me yell," I warned.

Gee whimpered quietly, looking between me and the screen.

"I will leave you chained alone in the basement for the rest of today and tomorrow," I threatened. "You won't even get Puppy or Flower."

Gee turned off the tv quickly and followed me up the stairs. We went into the hallway bathroom, shutting the door as I ran the bath, making sure the water was warm enough.

"Undress," I said.

Gee did so, blushing as he stood naked in front of me, using his hands to cover his crotch. I grabbed my camera, taking a picture as his face turned beet red.

"D-do you have bubbles?" He asked.

I sighed as I went into the closet. I dug through it until I saw a bottle of strawberry bubbles. This must've been my mom's old bottle that she never used. I poured a decent amount into the tub. As they began to form, Gee began to get less shy and more happy as he giggled and looked inside.

"What about bath toys?" Gee asked.

I groaned as I went over again and found one of my old rubber ducks in the back of it. The orange on the beak was peeled off in some places and the duck wore a pair of black sunglasses. I turned off the tub before it overflowed and helped Gee in. He played with the duck happily while I wet his hair down. I scrubbed shampoo into his hair, watching the white bubbles form on the dark strands.

This isn't the first time I've given him a bath. I've given him one once and he's taken a couple of showers by himself. Gerard much prefers it when i give him baths. However, there is always that moment of shyness at the beginning. I didn't mind giving him baths. I kind of liked it, actually. In just a weird way. I liked knowing there was someone who was completely dependent on me, who needs me and will listen to me. Metaphorically, of course. Because really, Gee is the one who never stops talking and I'm the one stuck listening to him tell his stories as he rambles on and on.

"Daddy, Ducky says hi," Gee told me, holding the duck in front of my face.

"His name is Mr. Quacks," I corrected.

"Was he yours when you were little?" Gee asked.

I nodded my head and saw him bite his lip.

"Do you...do you want him back?" He asked quietly.

"That's okay, you can keep him," I said.

Gee sighed in relief and smiled.

"Thank you, daddy," he giggled. "This is why you're my best friend ever."

I hummed quietly, nodding my head.

"Am I your best friend?" Gee asked.

"Well I don't know, I think it's tied between you and Puppy," I said.

Gee giggled and turned to look at me.

"But your favorite human friend?" Gee asked.

"Yes, you're my favorite human friend, baby," I confirmed. "Now c'mon, turn back around and tilt your head back so I can wash the soap out of your hair."

He turned his back to me and I used a cup to rinse off his hair. His mood seemed to be 120% better than it had been before when I told him he couldn't get a puppy.

"Daddy, why didn't you have friends when you were a kid?" He asked.

"I don't like friends," I stated.

"S-so you don't like me?" Gee squeaked.

"Okay, I like you," I said. "But I hate everyone else."

He turned back around and smiled happily.

"I used to know a kid like that when I was just really little," Gee said. "He was mean, I didn't like him. One time he pushed me down and I scraped my elbow. People pushed me down a lot, especially in high school. They didn't like me, especially because of my pretty skirts. They used to call me awful names and shove me into lockers. I hated it so much, it always made me really sad."

"Well, if anyone lays a finger on you I will stab them," I said.

He giggled, looking up at me.

"Really? You would stab them for me?" He asked.

"I will," I promised.

He reached up and hugged me while I made a noise of disgust and pushed him back. I looked down at my shirt that was now covered in water and bubbles.

"Gee!" I exclaimed.

Gee giggled, lowering himself down into the tub so his head was just above the water. I sighed, taking off my shirt. I saw Gee stare at my torso and I smirked. I realized that he's never seen me shirtless before, he's really only ever seen my dick.

"Like what you see?" I teased.

Gee nodded softly and I sat on the edge of the tub. He came forward, running his wet, soapy hands over the expanse of tattoos I had. He looked up at me, leaning to give me a soft kiss that I couldn't refuse.