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Nick was a happy child, and that warmed Curt’s heart. Seeing a smile light up his son’s face brought him a joy he never thought he could have. He was getting bigger and bigger every day.
“Papa! Look what I found!” Nick ran up to him, a small frog cradled in his hands.
“Oh, he’s adorable, mon nounours, but remember to let him go so that he can go back to his parents,” Curt said gently, stroking the head of the frog with a single finger.
“I will!” Nick raced off with the frog in hand, going back to play by the garden pond.
An arm wrapped around his waist as someone sat beside him. “Having fun?” Owen asked, amused.
Curt rested his head on his husband’s shoulder. “More fun than you.”
Owen pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “You know there’s nowhere I’d rather be than by your side.”
“Daddy!” Nick cried happily, running back over to the bench, arms up.
Owen scooped Nick into his arms, holding him in his lap. “Hi there, duckling. Have you been good for Papa?”
Nick nodded. “Are you gonna join us for lunch, Daddy?”
Owen hummed. “Hmm, I don’t know if I have the time. . .” A lie- Owen would rather gnaw his own arm off than miss lunch with his family, and Curt knew that, but he loved to tease Nick.
“Please, Daddy?” Nick begged before turning his eyes to Curt. “Papa, tell Daddy he has to eat with us!”
Curt pressed a kiss to Owen’s shoulder. “Please, Daddy?” He said in amusement.
Owen chuckled. “Oh, well, when you put it that way, I can’t say no, can I?”
Nick cheered happily, and Curt closed his eyes to just imprint the memory of this moment in his mind.
He truly never believed he could be this happy.