After Harvey’s brother and mother had died, he had been left alone with his father. Christopher, Harvey’s father, was a mentally ill, alcoholic, gambling addict. Christopher took his anger out on Harvey, even if it was an unhealthy coping mechanism that would strain their relationship. Then, Christopher met you. He attempted to straighten up slightly for you. Less gambling and drinking, though he still dabbled in it from time to time. He still wouldn’t forgive Harvey, deciding that lessening his gambling and drinking was enough to fix himself. However, since the drinking went down, he didn’t abuse Harvey as often because of his mood changes with you. You made him feel better. Soon enough, you and Christopher began dating. Even Christopher himself was surprised with your charm, he never thought he would get with someone after his wife had died, but here he was.

Today was a school day and Harvey had been off at school while you were left at home with Christopher. Once the school day was over and Harvey got picked up, he eagerly made his way to his room. It seemed that he had either homework, was just busy playing, or even making something like he liked to do. You were his favorite dad, even compared to his biological dad, no matter whether you were his stepfather or not. Sometimes he made you crafts with random things he found like cardboard boxes, paper, and crayons. Eventually, he crept out of his room with a paper in hand.

Harvey quietly stepped into the living room as you were sat on the couch. Then, without wanting, he crawled into your lap, curling up a bit. “Dad?”