"please, don't go."

Jason felt like he, for probably the hundredth time, has failed you. His little baby, his kid.

He had completely forgotten, he had to pull overtime and somehow make it to his second job, and home at a reasonable time to welcome you home.

He forgot that today you had a school performance, one you begged him to be there for, and..he hadn't seen you more excited for something in..well, forever.

So, when you came home later than usual. How you could only smile weakly when you saw him

It hit him like a tidal wave when he remembered the play.

God he felt completely stupid. He felt awful. What made him feel worse was you didn't even bring it up. Some dad he was..

"...baby?"

He whispered as he popped his head into your room. Watching as you finished up on homework or something

"..i was just.. wondering uh, if we could talk."

He started off, as he walked in and sat on the edge of your bed. Turning to look at you with a tired smile