Home is where the heart is part 5

Jayy’s POV

Poor Dahvie, he’s crying so badly; I know that it had to be one of my parents who made him cry like this, and to be frank; it pisses me off. He’s obviously been through a lot and the fact that they would still upset him so much that he starts to cry makes me feel like a piece of shit just because I am their son.

After I calmed Dahvie down, I heard his stomach growl. I knew that he wouldn’t go downstairs for breakfast on his own so I offered to go with him. He nodded thankfully as I helped him up, giggling softly as he continued to cling to me as well as his hello kitty toy. I know if he takes that thing downstairs my parents will say something, and as soon as they do; I just might lose my temper. I don’t know why I’m so protective of Dahvie and Dakota… I just am.

I honestly feel like they’re my family, the family that I always imagined having when I was older; an adorable, sweet child who I would do anything for and a perfect husband. Husband… I felt my cheeks heat up at that one word, it’s just a word but the meaning of it is almost foreign to me for some reason. A man who will love me unconditionally for who I truly am. A man who will laugh and call my morning hair and face adorable then help me make breakfast before waking our child and-

My thoughts were cut short when Dahvie whimpered softly, my mom tapping her foot in an impatient way, what is her problem?

“Dahvie, why did you bring one of Dakota’s toys own here? He’s perfectly fine without it.”
Dahvie frowned slowly and gripped his stuffed toy tighter to himself as I wrapped an arm around him protectively.

“Leave him alone mom, it’s his toy. I think it comforts him.” I all but yelled as I pulled Dahvie’s chair out and handed him his plate of eggs, bacon and pancakes.
My mom sighed and shook her head slightly, “What would you like to drink Dahvie? We have apple juice, orange juice, milk and soda.”

A smile slowly grew on Dahvie’s face as he asked for a glass of apple juice. I chuckled softly at his almost childish behavior before taking a seat next to him and Dakota, returning to my silly daydream.
~Daydream~

“Honey, I’m home!” I yelled as I walked inside a large, delicious smelling house. As I looked around I saw that the living room was nearly cluttered with pictures of my perfect family, a husband and a son with a tiny form wrapped in a pink blanket in one picture and all of us with a small little girl in another.

A smile tugged on my face as I took my shoes off and hung my jacket up on the coat rack, hearing two sets of running footsteps coming down the hallway.

“Papa!” My son yelled before jumping into my arms, only to be mimicked by his sister a few seconds later. I laughed and set them both down gently, kissing both of their heads.
“Hey kiddos, where’s your daddy?” I asked, though I knew he was in the kitchen making what smells like cookies.

My son grabbed one hand and my daughter grabbed my other, dragging me to the kitchen happily. I smiled hugely when I saw my husband, washing flour off of his hands with his back turned to me. I walked over and wrapped my arms securely around his waist, smiling hugely as I buried my face into his soft locks of hair.

With a cute giggle, my husband turned a looked at me, a huge smile complimenting his perfectly lush and inviting lips, “Welcome home Jayy.” Dahvie whispered, pecking my lips softly. “I missed you.”

I chuckled softly and cupped his cheek, “I was only gone for a few hours, but I missed you too love.”

As Dahvie looked up at me, he continuously said my name, confusing me –“Jayy? Jayy?” What’s wrong Jayy?”

~End of Day dream~

I looked beside me to see a very worried looking Dahvie with a glass of apple juice securely in his hands, his food halfway gone. I felt my cheeks heating up as I mumbled something about being tired before scratching my neck awkwardly. Dahvie smiled at me and shook his head, he knows I’m lying.

Dakota walked over slowly and climbed into my lap as Dahvie finished his breakfast.
“Jayy?” Dakota whispered softly into my ear, “I’m scared to go to school. What if the kids don’t like me?” He whimpered and looked down with tears glistening in his eyes.
I frowned softly, and stroked his hair, “Why wouldn’t they like you?”

Dakota sniffled softly and whispered loudly, “Because your mommy and daddy don’t like me or how I like to dress or how I eat or the cartoons I like or-“

I cut him off gently before glaring angrily at my parents, “Dahvie, could you take Dakota upstairs and get him ready? I need to talk to my parents alone.”

Dahvie nodded quickly and grabbed Dakota’s hand, leading him up the stairs in a hurry. I took a deep breath to calm myself down before standing up and walking over to my sorry excuse for parents.

“Look at what you did! You made a six year old insecure! What is wrong with you?! First you made Dahvie cry this morning and then you made Dakota cry! You’re supposed to be helping them! When the social worker brought them she said that they were going to be easy cases and they would be I’m sure! But you’re making them feel out of place instead of making them feel at home! Stop being so fucking judgmental or I’m going to call social services and have them find Dahvie and Dakota a better foster home!”

I took a deep breath as my angry died down, looking from my mom to my dad to see their reactions. My mom seemed to be frozen in place as she held a hand over her mouth in shock. My dad’s face was completely blank as he looked at me like it was his first time seeing me as his almost adult son.

“Jayy…” My dad breathed out, looking at my mom, “You’re right. They need to be helped and we’re not helping much. While we’re at work tonight could you take them shopping for new clothes, we’ll give you our credit cards for it and also get foods that they like? We’re going to go down to the adoption agency and fill out the papers to adopt Dakota.”

I felt my heart swell when they just said Dakota. “What about Dahvie?” I whispered, fearing their answer.

“He’ll continue to live with us until he’s sixteen.” My mom said while smiling, “I have a feeling that you have a thing for him, we don’t want to ruin the chances of you two marrying in the future.”

I felt my eyes go wide as I hugged them both tightly, smiling hugely. I can’t believe it!