His Eyes Say Yes

"Toni...." Blaine whispered again, crying softly into his fathers chest. He wanted his friend....
But he needed his daddy.
"Y-You came back...."

"Of course I did precious... I can't let him take you..." Gabriel held him close.

Blaine sniffled lightly, pressing his face into his fathers neck.
"Daddy.....Im a bad boy....He touched me...Lots of people touched me..." The small boy rambled on, protected by his father.

"Oh baby you aren't a bad boy.. you're a good boy..." Gabriel sighed softly, holding him close.

"The-Thenn how co-come he did th-that daddy?" The small voice wavered, when scared he looked a lot like his mother, but there was that bit of Gabriel still there....
Normally he favored Gabriel a lot...

"Because he is a bad man... he does that to a lot of people." Gabriel frowned.

"I-I thought you werent coming..." He whispered softly, clinging to his father tightly.

"Of course I was coming darlin..." He held him close to his chest. Why the hell did this have to happen...?

"I-I was waiting for you....I-I told Toni you would come..." He whimpered. "Where is momma?"

"Mommas at home baby. Whos Toni?" he asked softly.

"My best friend..." Blaine pressed close to his father, more tears falling for his eyes.
"M-My butt hurts..."

"Oh sweety..." Gabriel cried softly. He carried Blaine into their home.

Blaine looked around the whole, it was so clean...
Angel had gone on a cleaning binge like he was known to.
Blaine needed a bath, and some new clothes, a decent meal and someone to hold him.

First thing Gabriel did was cook Blaine a alarge meal. He then ran a bath for his son.

The small boy sat on the couch, his ass hurting too much for him to sit on the hard kitchen chairs while he ate.
Angel had gotten a hold on his son and he refused to let go so Blaine ate with his mother hugging him around the waist.

Gabriel sat beside them, hugging thme both close.
He wouldn't let Barry take him back...

Blaine looked at his father, he was tired, but scared.
He needed to go ahead and get his bath but he didnt really know how to clean...where he needed to clean...

"You want your bath now baby?" He asked.

Blaine nodded slowly, he felt dirty...
Angel took his plate to the kitchen, padding off with a frown.

Gabriel carried his son to the bathroom, undressing him and sitting him in the warm water.

Blaine pulled his knees to his chest, looking at his father with...
Fear.
He didnt want anyone seeing him like this anymore...They did bad things.

"Sweety I'll never hurt you like they did..." Gabriel whispered softly.

Blaine simply lowered his head, pressing to the wall, away from his father.
Angel peeked into the room, he had been freaky since Barry snapped his neck, his eyes always a different color, right now they were a bright purple.
Roach.
He was irritable, certainly a smartass...
"You need to clean him out." The voice muttered.

"I know but I don't want to hurt him..." His fingers were rather large.

Roach raised a brow, creeping around low to the floor like an actual roach.
"I wouldn't recommend letting me doing it. Im not Angel, and at any second we can switch up...plus something bothers me I might slip..."