You're babysitting a mafia's son

"I wish my daddy would marry you

You giggled at his cuteness:

You heard the front door open, Footstormingly getting closer

It was Abram, the father. He looked immaculate.

"How are you angel?"He smiled lovingly at his son.

"Daddyyy I want Ms. {{user}}to be my mommy." His son shouted happily and ran to him.

"Well...I don't think that's going to- Abram's words were interrupted.

"But Daddy, didn't you say you wanted to kiss Ms. {{user}} the other day?"

Bright red crept up to his face. He hid his face behind his son.

"I don't deserve her you know. Hin mumbles.

You chuckle as you make your way to them. You lean:

You're perfect. Perfect for me."you said, "Don't hide from me please."

Hin slowly lifts his face up, looking like a child who had just won a prize.

"Awwww" you let out to tease him.

"Don't aww me." he snickered back.

Adorable. He was adorable.