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Hal POV

Jesse was sat on my lap, a large coloring book in front of him, crayons spread out on the table. He had his tongue stuck out of the side of his mouth as he painted. His hands moving across the paper.

The bratz doll on the book had a lovely purple hair my baby boy had done. Jesse turned to me, looking up at me with big blue eyes.

"Isn't she pretty, daddy?" He asked and of course I nod.

"She's pretty, baby." I replied, softly stroking his arm. We were in the sitting room, spread out on the floor, the center table was where Jesse had decided to keep his books and crayon.

He was still in his onesie, I had attached a clip to the pacifier, so it hangs from the top of his onesie. His hair was sleep ruined but he looked so lovely.

I pressed a kiss to his hair, holding him even tighter. My lovely baby boy.

"Color with me, daddy?" He asked , holding up a purple crayon for me. I tell him thank you, took the crayon and started painting where Jesse pointed at. He kept giggling, the little sound falling past his lips like music.

"Ooh daddy painting in line." Jesse said, turning to look at me with wide eyes. I chuckle at my baby boy and press a kiss to his temple, another on his nose and his cheeks. He kept giggling, swaying a bit as he does.

"What color is this?" I asked , raising up a blue crayon.

Jesse tilted his head to the side and looks at the crayon. "Blew?"

"Say that again kitten?" I asked, chuckling a bit.

"Blu." Jesse said with a big grin.

He let go of the crayon and fully turns to me, taking my hand in his. He moved closer to me, placing his head on my chest. Thankfully I had changed out of my suit when he had fallen asleep and now had on sweatpants and an old band T-shirt.

"What is it baby?"

He doesn't say anything. I knew what I had to do. I wiggled my fingers along his side, smiling down at him. Jesse tried to wiggle away from me but I didn't let go. He squeals and laughs, his eyes closed and cheeks pink.

"Want to try that again?" I asked when I stop tickling him.

"Hungry." Jesse replied. He moves close to me, rubbing his nose against mine. I chuckled, softly running my hand up and down his arm.

"Come on then, little prince." I said, keeping my voice stern enough. Jesse gets on his feet, slipping his hand in mine as we walked to the kitchen. When he gets to the kitchen, he tries to climb onto the counter, failing multiple times.

"Stop that. You're going to fall."

"But I want to go up." Jesse said with a pout. "Will you put me up, daddy?"

"What do good boys say when asking for something?" I asked, staring pointedly at him. He stared at me for a bit then looks to the side like the answer was written on said counter. When he finally gets it, he claps and bounced on his feet.

"Please, daddy."

Once he was seated on the counter, his legs kicking back and forth, his eyes tried on me as I moved around the kitchen. I boiled some water and made a bowl of fresh mash, added a little sigh, sprinkle of salt. I go on my knees and look through the bottom cupboards, there should be a brand new sippy cup in there somewhere.

"Whachu doing?"

"I'm trying to get your cup." I replied. I finally found the cup. It was brand new, tags and all. I had thought my last sub was going to last longer than he did, so I had bought a lot of things. He had taken almost everything and had cleaned out his room.

I'll have to talk to Jesse, we can decide how he wanted his room. Maybe he'll bring Hally or I'll just buy a bigger bear and keep it here.

I poured a little lemon ice tea into the sippy cup, grabbed one of the emergency binkies kept in the kitchen just in case. I pick Jesse off the counter, his legs wrapped around my waist, his hands cupping my face as he rubbed his nose against mine, giggling like the little prince he was.

"You're going to eat your food, little one." I said to him. "Then we'll cuddle a bit more and then it's bed time for you."

"Noh."

"Jesse..." I warned, my voice going deeper as I look him in the eye. He began to wiggle, lips pulled in a pout. I place him down and he crumpled to the ground, kicking his legs.

"Nuuuuu."

I raised a brow at him, my arms crossed. "You're being a brat."

"Nu."

"You say no again and I'll put you in the naughty corner and no more cuddles for you."

He stopped at that. He gets off the floor and reached for my hand. He stays quiet as I lead him towards the dining table, pulling out his seat for him. I slip on his binkie, quickly head back to the kitchen to grab the tray of food and made my way back to him.

He was still quiet and it made me coo. "You're a good boy."

Jesse nodded happily, his expression bright and happy as he grins up at me. "Daddy's good boy."

"Always. Now eat your food, darling."

He does eat his food, eating each spoonful I give him like a champ. He drinks the ice tea by himself, body moving in a small dance as he eats.

I grabbed my laptop and placed it on the table, pulling Jesse into my lap, his pacifier in his mouth as he sucked gently. I pulled up an abdl website named cuddlx and we decide told Jesse to pick anything he'd like.

"What color do you like?" I asked Jesse as we looked at the different onesies.

Jesse let go of the pacifier. "Uh..." he started in his adorable baby voice, fingers playing with his onesie. "I liked green."

"Then green it is, kitten. Just point at anything you like." I told him. We look through a number of onesies and I tap add to cart to a lot of them.

After that we added a couple teddies to the cart, cute socks and a couple of blankets. I was still going to take him shopping later, maybe tomorrow, so he'd feel the actual blankets before buying.

Once we were done, I took him to the bathroom and seat him on the counter, his legs immediately kicking back and forth as he strayed at me with big beautiful blue eyes.

He hummed as I brush his teeth for him, looking around the ensuite bathroom. Once I was done and rinsed, I turn back to my darling, peppering kisses all over his face.

"Who's daddy's perfect boy?" I said, my hands resting on his waist. He turns his face away from home, his cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink.

"Me." He said but in a quiet low tone.

"Who's daddy's perfect boy?" I repeated , running my hand through his hair.

"Me." Jesse repeated, tone quiet but a tiny bit louder than before and eyes anywhere but on me. I placed my hand on his neck, squeezing a bit so he looks up at me and I say in a serious voice.

"Louder."

"Me!" He cheered, loud and clear. "M' daddy's perfect boy!"

"Good." I said, leaning forward to press a kiss to his head and as quick one on his lips. I lift him off the counter and placed him on his feet. He slips his hand in mine and I lead him to the bedroom.

"Want to watch a movie before bed?" I asked him. "I have toy story or frozen or you can just pick anything." I said. He sits on the bed, legs criss cross applesauce.

The entire day had been something wonderful. I just can't find the right word. Jesse... was different. He was everything. My room was big enough for a set number of people. There was the queen sized be in the middle of the room, large windows behind it with the curtains drawn so Jesse could see the stars, there was a large screen tv on the wall, a walk in closet, a small sitting area with a sofa and two love seats, a terrace and an en-suite.

"Can I watch powerpuff girls?"

"Of course, baby but it's bed time after that." I said and he pouts. I chuckle a bit before getting into the bed, pulling him close to me. He tucks himself close to my, head on my chest.

I pulled the duvet over us, my hand wrapped around his waist, holding him close. I watch along with him, loving the way he'd giggle at scenes.

My precious angel.

After the first episode, Jesse began to yawn, making cute little sniffling sound.

"Baby are you sleepy?"

"Nuh." He said, voice soft.

I looked down at him, laughing when I see him stifle a yawn. "Your eyes are closed."

"Nuh they not daddy."

I laughed. His eyes were closed and he was bubbling on his finger. I tuck his finger away from his mouth, softly stroking his cheek.

"Open your eyes, kitten."

"You open your eyes." He retorted and I snort. I shake my head at my little angel, holding onto him even tighter.

"Baby..."

"I'm sleepy, daddy."

I pressed a kiss to his head as I tell him a bed time story. The only bed time story I knew well and knew by heart was Goldilocks and the three bears. So that's what I tell him, making sure was voice was soft so it could lull him to sleep.

I stayed in bed with him for an hour after he slept, just holding onto him. He had reduced the volume on the tv, changed the channel to Comedy Central and switched on subtitle.

I quietly slid out of bed, placing a pillow in Jesse's arms. It irked me that I wasn't prepared. It's gonna take a day or two to have what we ordered delivered. So I'll take him shopping tomorrow, so we can set up his crib and such. We could go with Jeff and Dan could come with. Having another little there might help him.

I looked at my baby boy, the duvet pulled up to his cheek, his hair laid out on the bed, eyes closed and lips parted a little. He was so fucking adorable. I blow him a kiss before leaving the room.

I didn't want to leave him alone for too long so I make a quick stir fry for myself. I also poured myself a cup of wine, put them both on my tray and takes it back to the room.

I stayed at the sitting area and eat. It felt good taking care of Jesse. It felt good taking care of my little. The stress of work had been lifted off my shoulders. I haven't thought about work since I stepped into the car. I haven't thought about work since I brought in Jesse.

Dominance was about giving and not taking away. The whole day with Jesse had felt like a perfect gift for me. I enjoyed it. I enjoyed being needed, being a safe place that Jesse could come to. It made me feel special. Jesse trusts me to let go and know I could take care of him. He made me see parts of him that was hidden to others.

Being a Daddy Dom was pretty much a psychological thing. I know what I gain from it and trying to explain that would be trying. It's the whole 'package' of being Jesse's dominant as well as his rock, caregiver, safety net. It feels amazing. Better than I've felt in a long time.

After eating and placing the used plates in the kitchen, I took a quick shower and got into bed with Jesse. I clapped once and the lights went out.