Touched Chapter 94: Wanna Bet?

The next 3 months flew by and Hiyoko was now a little over 6 months old and starting to try and move around.

He could pull himself along the ground with his chubby little arms and would kick his legs out the back to try and propel himself but he could only go at a snails pace, THANKFULLY, because even at his slow pace you could look away then look back again and he would be gone and you’d spend the next 5 minutes searching for him. 

In the last 3 days though you had noticed him starting to try and raise his wings up and flap them.

His wings were a lot larger than his body and you were kind of grateful that he didn’t quite possess the strength to lift them high enough to flap them because you could just tell that once he got a few strong wing strokes going he would be airborne in a flash and who know what would happen then. 

At the last check-up his wing span had grown to 152cm from tip to tip. Even the doctor whistled his impressiveness. 

“Got yourself a little angel here, look at those big white wings!” He had said. 

It was now a Wednesday night and Brian had been texting you about a festival that was going to be put on on Thursday during the day and you really wanted to go with him but you didn’t want to drag Hiyoko out with you because you knew you’d be so focused on your little bub that you wouldn’t enjoy yourself to the fullest. 

After putting Hiyoko down that night you walked out into the lounge room and sighed heavily as you flopped onto the lounge. 

“What’s wrong, chicken?” Hawks asked sympathetically from where he was doing his paper work at the kitchen table.

“I wanna go to the festival tomorrow with Bri.” You pouted.

“Then go.” He said happily, “what’s stopping you?”

“Hiyoko is.” You sighed. 

“Why is he stopping you?” Hawks asked curiously. 

“Well, if I take him along I know I’m going to be so focused on him that I won’t be able to enjoy myself at the festival.” You said sadly as you smacked your face into the lounge cushions. 

“I’ll take Hiyoko tomorrow.” Hawks said happily. 

Your head shot up from where you had face planted and you looked at him. 

“Really??” You said excitedly, “you’ll stay home with him?” 

“No, no, I’ll take him to work with me.” Hawks said with a smile.

“But what about hero work?” You asked, your face falling slightly. 

“Nah, I’ll call it an office day.” Hawks said with a dismissive hand wave, “I got heaps of paper work to do so that’s fine, we’ll just stay in my office all day.” 

“You probably won’t get much work done though.” You said warningly. 

“What do you mean?” Hawks asked with a light chuckle, “Nugget will just roll around on the ground and pull his toes up to his mouth while I do paperwork then we’ll stop for lunch and I’ll take him out for a bit then he’ll have a snooze in the baby backpack while I do more paperwork, then we’ll come home.” Hawks said with a confident smile. 

“That easy, huh?” You replied smuggly, “ok sure, take him with you tomorrow and you do just what you said you’d do, ok?” 

“Why are you acting like it’s not gonna happen?” Hawks asked with a cheerful laugh, “trust me, it’ll be easy.” 

“Ohhhh? Will it now?” You said as you sat up. “Ok then, you write down on a piece of paper how the day is going to go tomorrow and then I’ll write out what I think is going to happen and when the day is done we’ll compare notes.”

“Oh ho!” Hawks said with a lopsided smile, “let’s do it. And let’s put a wager in.”

“You and your wagers.” You said with a chuckle and an eye roll. “What’s your wager?” 

“I think you know what my wager is gonna be.” Hawks said lowly as he rested his elbow in the table and sat his chin in his hand with a cheeky eyebrow wiggle.

You snorted.

“Ok, my wager is; if my write up is closest to what actually happens tomorrow then [insert own wager].” You said as you got off the lounge and walked over to Hawks.

“Done!” He said happily. “Here.” He said, handing you a pen, “write away, baby.” 

You started writing, reading out what you thought was going to happen on the day.

“Thursday,” you mumbled as you wrote it at the top of the piece of paper. “Hiyoko will crawl under your desk and get stuck because of his wings.”

Hawks scoffed.

“I don’t think so! He can’t move fast, I’ll see him.” He said confidently.

You smirked and kept writing.

“He will then get into everything and you’ll end up handing him over to someone for them to hold him so you can at least get a little bit of work done.” 

Hawks chuckled disbelievingly again. 

You continued to write. 

“Lunch time, you’ll give him something that’s a bit too hot and he’ll cry then sneeze on the first mouthful and you’ll be covered in it.” 

Hawks laughed.

“This is WAY too specific, I feel like you’re going to sabotage me and put something in his food to make him do that.” 

You ignored Hawks’s comment and kept writing. 

“PLEASE JUST SLEEP ALREADY.” You wrote in big letters.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Hawks asked as he leaned forward and read it. 

“You’ll see.” You replied slyly as you handed the pen over to him. “Ok now, how do you think the day is going to go?”

“Ok well, first of all.” Hawks said as he took the pen from your hand and put it on the paper to write. “…he will be the center of attention and everyone will want to see him.” He said as he wrote it down. “Then, I’ll get up to the room and I’ll put him down on his playmat beside the desk and he’ll kick around and play with his toes and blow bubbles and smile and giggle and all that stuff and I’ll get heaps of paper work done.” Hawks said cockily.

“Mmhmm, ok, then what else?” You asked smuggly as you crossed yours arms across your chest. 

“Then it’ll be lunch time so I’ll take him down to the cafe and get free food because he’s so cute.” Hawks said smuggly.

You laughed.

“Then I’ll come back up to the room and heat up his food in the microwave and feed him, then he’ll be so full and tired that he’ll have a sleep and he’ll sleep for 3 hours and I’ll get the rest of my work done, then we’ll come home.” Hawks said proudly. 

“Uh ha… is that so?” You replied with a lopsided grin. 

“Yep!” He said confidently as he handed you back the pen. “It’ll be a piece of cake!”

You smirked.

“Ok, so I can tell Bri I’ll be coming with him tomorrow on my own then?” You asked.

“Of course, baby,” Hawks said with a smile, “I’ll take Hiyoko and we’ll have an amazing day together and prove you wrong.” 

“I’m looking forward to hearing how you go.” You said with a chuckle, “take videos, ok? I’d love to see how this goes.” 

“Easy done, baby girl.” Hawks replied with seductive eyes, “I’m determined to get my prize so I know Hiyoko is going to be an amazing little boy for me.” 

“I see.” You said with a chuckle as you walked off towards the kitchen. “This is going to be so much fun.” 

“Hey uh, hold up baby.” Hawks said as he got up and trotted up to you, “juuuuust in case my day doesn’t work out how I planned can I have my wager early?” He leered as he scooped his arm around your waist.

“That’s not how it works!” You screeched as he kissed you down your neck and nibbled on the soft part of your shoulder.

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