Undesired

"Its fine mom. I think its the shirt, the fabric." He sat up, grimacing as he did so He pulled off his shirt before laying on his belly.
The bruises were a nasty black and purple, bluish even.

Chris gasped.
"DUSTIN! Come up here please!" He screamed as loud as he could manage.

Dustin hurried up the stairs and into the room.
"What?"
Dewayne cursed softly. "Mom....no...."

"Do you see what you fucking did to him?!" Chris exclaimed, pointing at Dewayne's back. His face wasn't completely angry. There was hurt in there too.

Dustin frowned going over to inspect his baby's back.
"Fuck....Dewayne...."
He was not even going to ay sorry, that did not even begin to fix this.

Chris's lower lip was shaking ever so slightly but he would not cry. He simply looked at Dustin with those little puppy dog eyes that came out when eh was upset.

Dustin pulled Dewayne into his arms.
"I-im so, sorry baby." He didnt let his arms touch the buises as his eyes teared up. He was so ashamed, he had hurt his baby. This would be the first time he had cried since he was....Since he lost Dewayne...."

Chris watched as Dustin's eyes filled with tears.
It was so hard for him not to hug Dustin and kiss him.
"Damn, you're pissed. So stay pissed fro two fucking seconds moron." He scolded himself.

Dustin rocked his baby back and forth, thears rolling down his cheeks as he apologized over and over.

Chris stood.
"I'm going to Mike and Alex's place. I'll be back later..." Chris said softly as he stood. "I love you Dewayne. Hope you feel better baby." He paused, his hand on the doorknob. "I love you too Dustin." He sighed and walked out of the house.

Dustin simply let out a sob.
"M-Mom....."
He didn't like this. He had NEVER saw his father cry and it....kinda scared him.

Chris turned around in the doorway.
"Oh... Dustin baby... don't cry..." He was immediately back beside Dewayne and Dustin, hugging them both.

Dewayne held onto his parents, chewing his lip as he watched the tears roll down his father's cheeks. Dustin was simply holding his babies while he cried, feeling like shit, total scum.

Chris kissed Dustin softly.
"Baby please, stop crying." He cooed gently as he kissed away tears.

Dustin stopped and wiped his eyes, hugging Chris to his chest.
"Im so sorry baby, I was wrong...."
What kinda father was he?

"Yes yes you were. But even so I... can't watch you cry. So I love you and I know Dewayne does too...."

Dustin nodded, holding his babies close.
Dewayne held his mom's hand.
"We love you daddy, you just make a mistake."

"Yeah, but you said you had a reason. Baby what was the reason?"

Dustin stopped.
"Ummm....Now might not be the best time...."
He would propose before he told his reasons for that

"Alright." Chris sighed. He was hoping if he knew Dustin's reasoning maybe he could forgive him a little more for hurting their son.

Dewayne rolled his eyes and sat up.
"Look daddy, now is as good as any. Ill leave you to it." He picked up his shirt and left the room.

Chris kissed Dustin softly.
"Baby, I love you okay. What you did was bad but I still love you and no matter what you do I think I'll always love you..."

Dustin nodded, smiling softly.
"I....Me too baby..I know ill always love you so....I was waiting to do this. Their was never a perfect moment but..." He stood and went to the dresser, pulling out a small black box. He clutched it in his hand as he pulled Chris to his feet before kneeling down.
"Chris McGuire....." He swallowed and he opened the box, revealing a beautiful diamond ring. "Will you do me the honor or being my husband?" He held out the small box.

Chris's eyes widened as his breath hitched in his throat.
"Y-you're serious?" He asked, a smile tugging at the corner's of his mouth.

"No, I just figured I would spend thousands of dollars on this ring and make an idiot outta my self for kicks. Yes im serious. I want you to be mine, my husband. The mother or whatever of MY kids, you will sleep in MY bed and you will live in MY house and when you say....if you say yes then its our bed, house, its OUR everything..."