Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 16)

Ozzy: *wakes slowly but, unwilling to get up, hugs him around the waist and closes his eyes back*

Thrax: *dreams of the times he'll spend with Ozzy*

Ozzy: *smiles as he looks at him sleeping*

Thrax: *slowly begins to wake and smiles at Ozzy*

Ozzy: *hugs him around the waist* Mornin'

Thrax: Morning baby. *taps his nose*

Ozzy: *laughs softly and cuddles, eyes closing again*

Thrax: *smiles softly holding him close*

Ozzy: *softly* I'm glad you're ok...

Thrax: It was nothing you worry about baby besides I'm suppose to worry about you not the other way round. *strokes his face gently*

Ozzy: *hugs* *nuzzles up under his chin and hugs him a little tighter*

Thrax: *smiles at Ozzy, nuzzling him*

Ozzy: *sucks his thumb as he cuddles*

Thrax: *chuckles a little* My baby boy. *purrs*

Ozzy: *closes his eyes, starting to fall asleep again*

Thrax: *sighs softly as he begins humming a lullaby*

Ozzy: *takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, falling asleep*

Thrax: *smiles as he continues to hum the lullaby*

Ozzy: *continues to sleep, sucking his thumb*

Thrax: *smiles at his son as his eyes begin to droop*

Ozzy: *continues to cuddle, listening to his heartbeat*

Thrax: *tries to stay awake but the meds and lack of sleep are overtaking*

Ozzy: *yawns, starting to wake about an hour later*

Thrax: *groans a little opening his eyes slightly*

Ozzy: *is playing with one of Thrax's hands, his right one this time*

Thrax: *smiles, leaning on his left arm* Hey there. *kisses Ozzy on the forehead*

Ozzy: *smiles and looks up at him* Hey. ^-^

Thrax: *strokes his cheek* Have a good sleep sweetie?

Ozzy: *nods, hugging him*

Thrax: *wraps his arms round Ozzy in a tight embrace, purring*

Ozzy: *hugs him back and smiles* Feeling better daddy?

Thrax: *strokes his face* A lot better now baby.

Ozzy: good *huggles him*

Thrax: *smiles, nuzzling him*

Ozzy: *nuzzles back, cooing*

Thrax: *chuckles, tapping his nose*

Ozzy: *smiles at the tap and cuddles*

Thrax: *turns and looks at the clock* -Thank Frank I'm off from work.- *sits up and stretches his body*

Ozzy: *stretches a bit too, flexing his arm* I should be able to go back to work in a few days.

Thrax: *nods but has a pang of pain in his heart*

Ozzy: *hugs him* I can still stay here though right. *smiles*

Thrax: *smiles at him* Of course baby. *holds him close* -But you'll probably forget me.-

Ozzy: *snuggles with him* Good... *smiles* Because I kind of like the idea of coming home to a loving father...

Thrax: *smiles slightly, stroking Ozzy's hair* So do I baby.

Ozzy: *rests his head on Thrax's shoulder* How do you feel?

Thrax: *strokes his face* Still a little groggy from the meds but that'll were off.

Ozzy:*nods*You need to cuddle more. *chuckles, hugging him*

Thrax: *cuddles him close, chuckling* You're my cure, baby.

Ozzy: *smiles* Are you up to reading to me later?

Thrax: *smiles* Of course baby. *taps his nose lightly*

Ozzy: *smiles* I want to hear Oliver Twist again.

Thrax: *chuckles* Okay sweetie. *kisses his forehead*

Ozzy: *bends his head a little as his forehead is kissed then leans in and smooches him on the cheek like a child to an affectionate father*

Thrax: *sighs dreamily* -I wish this time didn't have to end.-

Ozzy: *murrs softly, resting comfortably on his chest and yawning a little*

Thrax: *lifts Ozzy in his arms and gets to his feet* Might as get some food for us before we head out. *holds Ozzy's head to his chest*

Ozzy: *nods* where are we going?

Thrax: *heads into the kitchen* Shopping, sweetie. We're running low on food and supplies. *sets Ozzy next to the table*

Ozzy: *nods* How are we gonna work that... I mean I know I look like a baby to everyone but I'm not gonna fit in the cart and are you gonna be able to carry me and handle the cart? *still can't really walk much on his own yet, isn't healed enough*

Thrax: *smirks at him* You forget you're talkin' to someone who's had kids before. *starts making up some toast, scrambled eggs and juice for Ozzy* I've had practice. *makes up some bacon and eggs with coffee for himself*

Ozzy: Yeesh I've always wondered how parents DO that... *chuckles* I mean you’re like... super dad...

Thrax: *chuckles lightly as he sets the plates down and ties Ozzy's bib on*

Ozzy: *tucks the bib into his shirt grinning*

Thrax: *glares at him* Osmosis. . . *takes the bib out from Ozzy's shirt* that's enough. *sits down facing him*

Ozzy: *puts it back in with a playful look on his face*

Thrax: *sighs placing his thumb and index finger over his eyes* Ozzy I'm not in the mood for games. *still trying to shake off the meds*

Ozzy: Sorry..*takes it out*

Thrax: *strokes his cheek* No more foolin' around. *cut up the toast and gently lifts it to Ozzy's mouth*

Ozzy: *takes a bite then kisses him on the cheek*

Thrax: *wipes away the scramble egg from his cheek and continues feeding Ozzy*

Ozzy: *eats for him* You must miss this don't you huh?

Thrax: *sighs sadly* There are times when I wish I had died along with them or tried harder to save them. *allows Ozzy to finish*

Ozzy: *softly* it wasn't your fault... and I'm glad you didn't die.

Thrax: *smiles a little before finishing off his own food* Thanks baby. *pulls Ozzy into his lap and slips his bottle between his lips*

Ozzy: *chuckles* you and your bottles... *pretends to pout but he takes it more readily than he has been*

Thrax: *chuckles lightly* -And you're starting to like them.-

Ozzy: *finishes it and cuddles*

Thrax: *sets the bottle down and hugs Ozzy close to his heart*

Ozzy: you're warm.. *cuddles, arms around him* Mmm.... cosy..

Thrax: *smiles softly to him before getting to his feet* C'mon baby let's get you dress before we head out. *sets the dishes in the sink and walks into the bedroom*

Ozzy: Alright. You sure you're up to it? I mean I don't think Drix would mind if we asked him to pick up a few things for us. He's a really helpful guy.

Thrax: *smirks* After being in that hospital overnight I need the air and exercise. *sets Ozzy on the bed and searches through the pile of clothes*

Ozzy: No one suspected you were a virus?

Thrax: *shake his head* No, thank Frank. *selects a white shirt, blue overalls and white trainers for Ozzy* I didn't want that kind of attention.

Ozzy: *nods*

Thrax: * dresses Ozzy into his clothes and pulls on his own normal attire*

Ozzy: *sits up after he's dressed*

Thrax: *lifts Ozzy into his arms and grabs his wallet out of the drawer* Let's go then. *heads out the door to a near by superstore*

Ozzy: *nods and is fairly quiet as they go out shopping*