RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

"Thinking about my tots were you Mattie?" I laugh as I take little Christian from the table and hold him in my arms.

"OK, so, support the head and wrap the other arm around arm," I say to myself as I read it off the sheet we have being given and I do the same with Christian in my arms.

[[LOL at Tots.]]

"You really think so?" I ask Matt as I turn back to him smiling. He seems to be just smiling at me, like he's being staring at me for sometime.

"What? Do I have something on my face or something?" I ask him with my brow furrowed as I look around to see if I have something on my nose.

I laugh a little, "Naw, I think he'll be fine. He knows how much his Daddy's care for each other."

I smile at Matt before scooting my chair a little closer to him, so we are pressed shoulder to shoulder, me holding out little bag of flour and looking like a proper little family.

"And I love it when you look at me, it makes me feel like I'm the only one in the room. That I am the only one you care about. I've never felt like that before."

I smile against his lips before he pulls away, and I'm still smiling.

"We're going to be the perfect little family, aren't we?" I ask Matt as I rest my head on his shoulder and lean against him for support.

I really am going to love these next two weeks, and I will be the best damn father that I can be to Christian.

"Yeah, I mean, it'd be really good practise for me and Mick's baby, I guess," I was trying not to think about that too much really, the most I think about it, the more sick I feel.

"I don't really wanna think about that though, just yet, so... yeah, maybe we can just focus on our little flour based baby first?"

I look up at Matt a little hopefully.

I smile up at Matt as he grins widely down at the bag of flour in my arms.

"You are so sweet, and I love it," I laugh before leaning up and kissing Matt's chin briefly.

I look back in front of me as I watch Corey place a bag full of what looks like diapers and bottles in front of us on the table. I smile at him as he coos me and Matt before making his way to the next table.

"Well, looks like we have all out shi... baby stuff together, do you want to show Christian his new home for the next two weeks?"

"I'm sure we can make some sort of make-shift crib or something," I say as I stand up from my chair, still cradling little Christian in my arms.

"And if we can't think of anything safe or good enough, he can have one of our beds and we could just share or something."

I walk away from the chair, looking around at all the other people in the class, most of them don't really care much for their little bags of flour. Apart from the new kid and Jacoby, everyone else seems pretty indifferent about it all.

"Mmm, I think that Daddy Z would want that even if little Christian wasn't around," I smile at Matt as we make our way down the hall way towards our room.

Me and Matt haven't actually gone any further than kissing yet, so I am pretty hopeful that he'll want to sleep in the same bed as me, even if Christian wasn't around.

"I mean, if Daddy M wasn't that, cos y'know, if he didn't want to, that's cool too..."

I widen my eyes as Matt smiles at me and makes his way into the room. Did he just say what I think he said? Love? Or did he mean that when two Daddies because we technically aren't daddies, right?

I shake my head and walk back into the room, almost forgetting about Christian and everything for a moment, all that I can think of is Matt and what he just said.

Should I say something or not?

"Matt- did you, erm, say that well, that we loved each other?"

"So, you don't love me love me, like love me, like you want to..." I stop and bite my lip before laughing, "Forget it yeah, I... yeah, I'll stop talking now."

I want him to say he loves me, because I want him to love me so much. I love him, I really do, but, I don't want to be the first to say it, because I might scare him away.

"Oooh, OK," I say, still a little unsure about that.

I don't want him to fall for Alex, but I don't want him to just say he loves me just so that he can make me happy. I want him to be happy and 100% sure. Even if I'm going to be killing myself worrying for a little while.

"Well, if you wanna go and see him, I-I'm not gonna stop you, I understand you need closure and..."

Just come back to me Matty.

"Matty, don't worry, I understand completely," I say to him, wanting to stroke his face or something but I can't because I'm holding Christian.

"I understand that you need to make sure that there is nothing there between you and Alex," I smile up at him, I do understand, it doesn't mean I want him to do it though.

"Just, make sure you come back here, yeah? If not for me, but for Chri... own fathering project."

Ooooh, that sounded cold. I didn't mean for it to sound like that.

"OK. I'll sort out something for Christian or something, like read through all the sh...stuff we got given," I am trying not to swear around Christian, he maybe a bag of flour, with no ears, but I need the practise.

I smile at Matt before placing Christina down on my bed. I smile down on him before walking back over to Matt.

"I'll see you later, OK?" I say before leaning up and kissing him.

It's not such a innocent peck than normal, this kiss is a little more tender and deeper, not so insanily passionate that we're gasping for breaths, but there is some tongues. Just to make my mark on him.