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Beep! Beep! Beep!
The sound of an infuriating alarm clock had filled Coolkidd’s room, waking him from his innocent dream of pizza and lollipops to face the reality of school and math assignments. “Ughh-..” Coolkidd groaned and slammed his hand onto the snooze button, almost breaking it, if not for the fact that he was exhausted.
Rubbing his eyes to clear the blur of colors, he pushed himself up and slowly rose from the pile of blankets and plush toys. Jumping out of bed, he quickly ran to his closet to pick out his outfit for the day.
“Hmmm… Today I’m feeling a ‘Team C00lkidd’ shirt!” Coolkidd exclaimed while also unhooking a familiar color red of trousers, smoothing out some wrinkles before running to the bathroom.
Continuing with his regular morning routine, he hopped into the shower, turning the water temperature to an extreme near-boiling. “Just how I like it..” Coolkidd sighed, letting the warm water drizzle over his body.
He hurriedly dried himself after bathing, brushing his teeth with some strawberry toothpaste and sliding his iconic ‘Join team c00lkidd today!’ shirt on. Dashing out the room, Coolkidd ran into the kitchen to meet with his father.
007n7, currently making a cup of coffee and munching on a granola bar, gave Coolkidd a languid wave as he finished chewing. “Morning, kidd. apple slices are on the counter,” he had greeted while pointing towards their kitchen island, soon walking over to his son before fondly ruffling his hair, handing Coolkidd his ‘Drakobloxxer’ themed lunchbox in the process
Shoving a couple slices in his mouth and taking the bag with honor, he side-hugged his dad before hastily slipping on his shoes, folding the Velcro snuggly and grabbing the coat that was hanging next to the door.
Coolkidd shrugged on his backpack, almost about to leave before he remembered something. His Drakobloxxer watch! For his birthday, his dad had gotten him a customized C00lWatch! It came with an awesome wristband of his favorite dinosaur, cool wallpapers and lockscreens along with sooo many fun games! Though, he might've gotten in trouble for staying up too late playing them..
Finding the watch on the nearby counter, Coolkidd had tried to wrap the small clock around his wrist, but each time, the band had just ended up unfastening itself from the strap.
“Need some help with that, bud?” 007n7 asked, walking in from the kitchen and placing his Cappuccino on the table. “Yes, please!” Coolkidd had exclaimed. 007n7 easily slid the bracelet through the slit, snuggly securing it. Coolkidd shook his hand to make sure it was locked, grinning at his father with gratitude. 007n7 simply patted him on his back and ushered him out the exit. “Try not to get in trouble today, Kidd!” He yelled out to his son, who was already past the driveway for the house.
“Don't worry! I would never do anything bad, Papa!” Coolkidd giggled, stopping for a moment to eagerly wave before sprinting off into the road.
007n7 sighed, resting against the doorframe before picking himself up and backtracking into his home.
He’ll have time to deal with Coolkidd’s shenanigans later, right now he had to get himself looking decent for the day, especially since he had a special guest coming over soon.
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“EESH.. my legs feel like jelly…” Coolkidd sighed before leaning against a stop sign, he didn't really have to run all the way to the bus stop, but it was fun!
Speaking of the bus, he didn’t miss it, did he? Last time that happened, Papa went nuts! Or.. was he early? Coolkidd was pretty fast, he didn't want to brag but he was practically the speediest kid in his entire school!
He sat down on a nearby bench and glanced down to his C00lWatch strapped to his wrist. After a short moment of thinking, he decided to play some games for the time being. It's not like anything's happening right now!
“Coolkidd? What are you doing here?” He looked up from his seriously intense game of ‘Build to Survive Drakobloxxers’ to see his fellow classmate, Charlotte, a mix of pink and blue ice cream in hand with her dad only a couple steps behind her.
“Hi Charlotte! Hi Mr Guest!” He stood up and quickly shut off his watch, waving excitedly at the girl and her worn out father.
“Hey there, buddy. Whatcha’ doin’ at the bus stop?” Guest 1337 asked when he reached a spot next to his daughter, holding his own dessert topped with sprinkles.
Coolkidd was admittedly confused. An expression of uncertainty had made its way on his face and Charlotte and 1337 had shared a skeptical glance. Was he not supposed to go to school now?
“Huh? I’m waiting for the bus! To go to school! You skipping, Char’?” He questioned while crossing his arms over his chest, feigning an angered look directed towards the young girl.
Quickly waving her hands in a placating manner, “No, no! Of course not! It's just– you know school was cancelled today.. right?” Charlotte asked, her expression morphing from a nervous smile to a questioning gaze.
School was cancelled today? Man! I could've been watching Power Hackers right now! Coolkidd simply shrugged, a grin taking over his face as he quickly gathered his things and waved off the father and daughter duo. “Nope! Thanks for telling me, though! I’ll see you tomorrow!!” He chuckled before running off into the distance, making his way back home.
Maybe if I run, the episode will still be on! I'll have to convince dad to let me watch it though…
“He's an… interesting kid, that's for sure.” Guest 1337 murmured before walking back to the ice cream parlor.
“You can say that again.” Charlotte glanced once more to where Coolkidd had been standing a mere minute ago, shaking her head and chasing after her father.
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Fixing his hair in the mirror, 007n7 took a small scoop of hair product and applied it on his roots, smoothing the gel over until he was satisfied.
That should be good enough.. he thought to himself before a familiar doorbell sound had him rushing out of the bathroom, stopping right in front of the door to fix his collar and smooth out some extra wrinkles before twisting the knob open.
Outside the house stood Noli, an old friend that had just recently earned the title of secretive partner, smoothly grinning at 007n7, who returned with a shy smile of his own.
“Noli.. it's always great to see you.” He greeted, voice low and smooth. Just play it cool Seven.. he won't know you're freaking out right now if you just act calm…
“Likewise, Seven. I'm glad we could arrange this.” There was an unspoken agreement between the two of them. With Coolkidd being.. well, a kid and 007n7 still new to taking care of a pre-teen, the two exploiters didn't have many opportunities to spend alone time together.
007n7 moved out of the doorway, gesturing Noli to the inside of his house. “Well, don't let me keep you waiting! I know it's early, but I do believe I have some Vodka-” Before he was even able to finish his sentence, 007n7 was cut off by a tight pull on his collar and a pair of cold lips crashing against his own.
007n7 was stunned by the sudden movement, blinking once before letting his eyes fall closed and returning the kiss with fervor.
His hands drifted up to Noli’s jawline, massaging his fingers over the defined bone before pulling him impossibly closer, welding their bodies together. Noi stepped inside the house, dragging 007n7 with him as he nudged the door behind him, leaving it only an inch wide open.
007n7 had paused, tilting his head slightly upward; finding the perfect angle to align his lips with Noli’s own pair—as if they were two connecting puzzle pieces.
While still locked in the embrace, the two had slowly walked down the hallway. Stopping along the way to momentarily break apart the kiss, gasping for air before diving right back into another passionate kiss the next second.
After only several minutes of uninterrupted kissing and intimacy—save for a few quick breathers along the way—the exploiters had reached the end of the hallway, the bedroom door. 007n7 had peeked open one of his eyes, glancing behind him to locate the doorknob to the chamber.
His hand had found the handle after a few paltry seconds of struggling. He gripped the bronze shaft in his fingers, twisting it downwards and pushing it open. Once he had it open, he slowly started to-
“DAD?! UNCLE NOLI?! WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?!”
Fuck.
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10 minutes prior
“-I'll see you tomorrow!” Coolkidd exclaimed while running to the nearest crosswalk. As much as he wanted to run straight through traffic and be home already, his dad would not be happy if he got hit by a car!
And so he waited. Bouncing on the balls of his feet near the edge of the sidewalk, even pressing the big white buttons on the pedestrian crossing sign!
Finally the light turned red and the little running robloxian guy on the sign— as Coolkidd liked to call it—had popped up and he began his journey back home.
Looking both ways before crossing, just like what Papa told me! He would be so proud if he saw me right now!He quickly darted across the street, reaching the other side in mere seconds.
Luckily, Coolkidd’s house wasn't all that far, only a block or two at most. This was the easy part. Casually running through deteriorating sidewalks, driveways that held all kinds of cars, and once or twice he had ran into a fellow classmate, waving them off as they played outside with Buff-Guns and frisbees.
After only a couple minutes, he had reached the front gate for his house. Leaning against it for a few seconds to catch his breath, he flipped open the lock and trudged to the front door of his house.
To Coolkidd’s surprise, the front door had been left slightly ajar, allowing him to gaze in through the crack and see his living room.
“Huh.. that’s weird… I thought Papa closed it after I left,” he pondered. Maybe his father had just gotten distracted? Well, whatever. He wasn't going to watch his favorite TV show by standing around!
Coolkidd lightly pushed the door open, being careful not to make too much noise in case his father was sleeping. He stepped inside the house, throwing his backpack down and hung his coat on the rack, removing his shoes and placing them next to the door.
“Daaaad!! Are you awake??” Coolkidd called out, only to be met with no response. Maybe Papa’s still sleeping.. I’ll go on check in his roo-
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What.. the… flip?
He had only walked–not even– five steps to pass the corner wall to find his dear father being tightly gripped by purple arms, hugging an unknown figure that seemed oddly familiar. Coolkidd couldn't place his finger on it. He blinked once, finally noticing that their faces were… touching…
In the weird way!! Eewww!!! Coolkidd had only seen this when his father had been watching “mature” movies he'd never been able to see! He ended up only getting a glimpse after his dad fell asleep on the couch, accidently leaving the video playing for Coolkidd to watch. Coolkidd quickly ran to his room afterward; too embarrassed to stay and watch.
Wait a minute… Recovering from his initial shock, he had begun to examine the salacious pair, now finally beginning to notice who this mysterious person was.
Uncle Noli?!? No way?!? Flashbacks had rapidly entered Coolkidd’s mind, all the way from when Noli first met the child, the fondness of his father's eyes when the pair had been introduced to one another directed at not only Coolkidd, but also at Noli.
There was another time, Coolkidd was sitting on the couch with a Brunchable on his lap, watching the new episode of DJ Masks. He remembered laughing, wanting to show his father. He glanced towards 007n7—who was standing at the door—distracted in an embrace with Noli; a hug that might have been too intimate for close friends, but Coolkidd had brushed it off for the sake of his father.
Every single moment, the way his father took extra time to make sure he looked presentable whenever Noli came by.. It all made sense now. Even if he was just a kid, obviously immature, he still would have noticed something as serious as this!
Snapping out of his trance, he had shouted with all the might his 10 year old body could possibly release, the bewilderment and shock clearly implanted on his face.
“DAD?! UNCLE NOLI?! WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?!”
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Fuck.
Eyes widening in shock at the familiarity and total bafflement of the voice, 007n7 jumped away from Noli with a surprised shriek, similar to a cat who had just gotten sprayed with water.
Glancing between Noli and the one who had just yelled at the pair… Yep. There was nothing to be questioned. His son, an innocent, young, 10 year old boy, had just walked in on his father and Noli making out in the middle of the hallway…
So many questions running through 007n7’s already cloudy head at once; not enough answers to go along with them.
Why is here?! Why didn't I hear him come in?! He walked in on us… I don’t even wanna–Why is he here?!
“Coolkidd! What-Why are you home?! Aren't you supposed to be at school!?” 007n7 had squeaked out, hands running up and down his own chest to make sure he wasn't revealing anything, peeking at Noli to do the same, only to make eye contact with a look that only had one clear emotion. Pure terror.
Coolkidd, his poor sweet child, could only look at the pair with an absolutely floored expression. Jaw completely dropped and index finger exaggeratedly pointing, swapping every few seconds between the two adults.
Finally letting his hand drop to his side, Coolkidd had taken a deep breath, having not done so for a few minutes. “I-Well, apparently, Dad.. school was cancelled today.. so I came back home..” Coolkidd had slowly explained while twiddling his thumbs, only towards the end had he gotten the confidence to look his father in the eye.
“Dad. I want an explanation.” The astonished look that had been on Coolkidd’s face in seconds ago had now faded to one of irritation, crossing his arms and glaring at his father.
To say 007n7 was shocked and embarrassed with this whole ordeal was an understatement. Noli had shared that same sentiment, though now he had decided that staring at the wall would be better than confronting an angry, confused 10 year old.
“You too, Uncle Noli!” Coolkidd had barked, now once again pointing a finger at Noli, then quickly pointing to the bedroom’s mattress.
With no hesitation, Noli harshly nodded, scampering to the bed. 007n7 only followed after he had spared a glance at his son, hoping for mercy, only to be answered by a cruel glare.
Once they were both seated, Coolkidd had walked in front of the two, crossing his arms and staring down at his poor, embarrassed father.
The atmosphere was thick with unanswered questions, and for a while, nobody had made a move.
“So?” Coolkidd had asked, only after a multitude of minutes filled with tense silence. Guess there was no getting out of this after all, 007n7 mused.
Clearing his throat, “Well… Son, you see, when two people love each other very much-” 007n7 was unexpectedly cut off by Coolkidd, whose tongue was now stuck out in pure repulsion and head tilted away.
“Ew, Dad! I don't want to hear about that!” he retorted, “I mean, why didn't you tell me?” Coolkidd had finished, a somber tone in his voice.
Pinching the bridge of his nose while sighing, “I just- I didn't know how you would take it, Kidd.. It's just been us two for a while- and I thought that this change might be too much for you.”
007n7 paused before continuing, “I love you, Kidd. I always want your best interest-”
The scowl on Coolkidd’s face had melted into a small frown, and before 007n7 could finish his sentence, he was immediately tackled into a tight hug by his son.
Coolkidd buried his face into 007n7’s chest, wrapping his small arms around his father’s waist and squeezing tightly.
007n7 had let out a grunt of surprise at the sudden force and embrace; eventually wrapping his arms around his son and squeezing back.
Noli watched from the sidelines quietly, a small smile plastered on his face. He looked at the pair with endearment in his eyes, his heart swelling at the fond moment.
Eventually, Coolkidd had reluctantly let go of his father, opting to sit on his lap and play with the buttons of 007n7’s cardigan.
007n7 had raised his arm, his hand landing on Coolkidd's hair and affectionately ruffling his hair. The corner of his lips had perked up into a smile as he watched his Coolkidd try to swat away his hand, a playful grin on his son’s face.
Watching with fondness, Noli eventually coughed into his fist to interrupt the moment, needing to clear the air. “So- You’re not.. angry at us, right?” He awkwardly chuckled.
Coolkidd raised a hand to his chin as he pondered, soon shrugging his shoulders. “Nope! But.. since you're my dad’s boyfriend.. Does that mean I can call you Papa Noli?”
There was a pregnant pause. Suddenly, 007n7 had burst into laughter, joyful tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. Meanwhile, Noli had felt his face grow hot, a bright red dusting his cheeks as he stammered out clumsy agreements.
“I.. mean-.. I guess..- Sure! If you want to! That is, if you’re comfortable.. but we also have to ask-”
007n7 interrupted with a snicker, “Why not? I think it's deserving.” He shrugged, winking at Noli.
Coolkidd giggled, a bright grin on his face as he hopped off his father’s lap and onto the floor. “Okay! Can I watch Power Rangers now?” He urged, rolling on the balls of his feet.
His father sighed, “Yeah, sure.. just don’t throw your toys at the T.V like you did last time..” 007n7 grimaced, remembering the horrors of coming home late at night only to see his son surrounded by a circle of glass; the remains of the cracked television scattered around the floor.
Coolkidd gave a bright thumbs up, giggling as he ran out of the bedroom and down the hallways. “Thank you Dad! Thank you Papa!”
Stunned by the name, Noli let out an exasperated sigh after the child had left. “It's going to take me a while to get used to that..” 007n7 nudged his side in response, “Don’t worry too much,” he chuckled, “Welcome to the family, Noli.”
007n7 leaned in to leave a small peck on Noli’s cheek, grabbing his hand and pulling him off the bed onto his feet. “How about we go watch some T.V with the kid, mm?”
Noli nodded dumbly in response, letting 007n7 lead him hand in hand down the hallways of the house. Entering the living room, the pair settled on the couch next to Coolkidd. They watched the young child play with action figures, leaning back and enjoying the peaceful times spent with family.