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| Sorry for the novel, Joel & Diego! *blows kisses* ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. Rafa would have been so, so pleased to know that Diego felt even more comfort in that moment. That’s exactly how he hoped the little guy would feel with him and Dash. As for the couple being cool, well… the owlkeeper would say that the husband was far cooler since Dash had so many years of experience with kids and Rafael… he spent a great deal of his life disliking them.
The man chuckled. “We’re happy to entertain you,’’ came the reply along with a hand reaching out to ruffle Diego’s hair. “Close. It’s actually Park Place. Though I suppose we could stick some tiny pig toys there and call it Pork Place.” Really, Rafa wouldn’t mind diving into such a silly shenanigan to make Diego laugh. “Your uncle Gabriel accidentally knocked over my favourite potted cactus. This one had a little yellow flower on top… anyway, before I knew it, he was swarmed by the leaves of one of Abuela Juniper’s plants was whacking him. Not to worry, he wasn’t hurt but I was mad at him for weeks.” It was probably the only time Rafa had lost control in that manner. “Nope, he didn’t. Siblings can get really mad at each other but they’re able to work it out after some time.” He loved his twin a lot. “Gabriel’s the reason I moved to the UK. There was erm… a situation where he got taken along with a few others.” AKA taken by the Merpeople. “I couldn’t leave your Abuela and tía Isabelle alone. And tío Brody definitely needed a friend during the time. When Gabriel returned, I just decided to stick around.” And that, adorable little Diego, was the story of how Rafael moved to this country.
His son did have a healthy appetite, didn’t he? “We can. It’s always nice to have a host of favourite foods. As long as you don’t eat too much unhealthy foods, you’ll be fine.” Rafael did not see the need to restrict Diego completely and he knew Dash would agree. “Pizza it is.” He stood up straight, holding an imaginary pen and notepad - like a waiter. “Would the young señor like to place his order of toppings?”
Then Diego had better buckle up! Because Rafael loved talking about Dash. Four years on and he was still very much in love with that man; one could even say he fell for him further each day. “At the Leaky Cauldron. We were having lunch - at separate tables - but we eventually got into a friendly banter.” Rafa paused, smiling fondly at the memory “No,’’ he replied, gazing back at Diego. “I… well, your daddy agreed to be my boyfriend to tío Gabriel’s wedding because Abuela Juniper kept asking me about settling down. It was just pretend but I started liking him around that time. When the wedding was over, I really thought that we wouldn’t see each other again and that… was not a nice feeling.” It had hurt his heart, actually. “So no, I actually wanted to see him everyday. I think it's important to remember that our reactions to the people we like can vary and that's okay.”
But this wasn’t all about Rafa!
He made a mental note of the name because he was going to be relaying all details to hubby dearest. Choosing to continue ignoring Diego’s blushing face, he said cheerfully, “That’s a lovely name.” Then he said a silent prayer to the God of Dating {whomever that may be} and launched into his advice. “Stand with confidence for starters. No slouching, droopy shoulders, that sort of thing. When you see her, make eye contact and give her a friendly smile. Let’s not overshoot and give her a big creepy one.” Diego did not need to mimic The Joker with one of those. “Hmmm… you up for a little practise? Give me your best ‘hi, Zen! I’m not afraid to talk to you’ smile.” |
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