“I really don’t think he’s our biggest problem with this bill. Our biggest problem is going to be-” Duncan stopped speaking to his mother and uncle at the first sound of a child’s laughter. He smiled, knowing exactly what was headed towards him.
His son came bounding around the corner, waving a paper in his hand as he did, “Daddy! Daddy, look!” He rushed to his father, not waiting to be lifted onto his lap. The boy had already begun to climb his way up.
Duncan lifted the boy, setting him on his knee as he beamed at his son’s excitement, “What do we have here?”
“Duncan, we have things to-” He cut off his Uncle’s complaints with a steely gaze. His mother simply smiled on at the sight of her son and grandson. Duncan was exactly the father she knew he’d be. Attentive and fiercely devoted.
Y/N followed not a minute later, out of breath and apologetic, “I’m sorry, babe. He’s a fast one,” she reached her arms out to her toddler, “We’ll get out of your hair,”
Duncan shook his head, “It’s not a bother at all. He was showing me this amazing drawing. Did you show Grandma?” He asked the boy who shook his head.
He hopped off his father’s lap and over to his grandmother. The talk of the bill could wait. Washington was always on the verge of a meltdown but it’s not everyday his son makes a picture of a dinosaur.
Duncan’s son interrupting a meeting to show Duncan a piece of art he did
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