Fic: Christmas Plans
Title: Christmas Plans Rating/Warnings: G Characters: Theo and Peter Nott Summary: Theo talks to his son about the woman he wants to marry. A/N: For you, delayedpoet.
Christmas continued to approach, and it was only a couple of days until it arrived. Theo finally drew his son aside to have a talk with him that he’d been wanting to have for quite awhile, only he doubted the five year old’s ability to keep a secret for more than a week, especially a secret this important.
Peter looked up at him from their position on the couch, face serious, sensing that something important was going on. “Daddy?” the little boy prompted him after a moment.
Theo had to smile. The boy had grown up so much these last several years, it was amazing to see the changes. And Pansy had been there for most of them. “I have something very important to talk to you about,” he told Peter. “You know I love you very much.” The brown-haired boy nodded, and Theo was glad that he’d gotten him a hair cut before the holidays. “And you know I love Pansy very much.”
Peter nodded again. “I love Pansy too,” he said with all due seriousness. It was quite adorable, really.
Theo smiled. It always did him good to know that Peter and Pansy had a love bond between them. It was reassuring in light of what he was going to ask. “What would you think if I told you that I want to ask Pansy to marry me?” Theo asked. Peter, he knew, was familiar at least with the concept of marriage and what it meant, since Nathan and Mandy were married earlier this year.
Peter’s face brightened instantly. Just days before he’d been worrying and talking with Pansy about her being his mummy and marrying his daddy, and here his daddy was asking him what he thought about him doing it!
Theo was surprised to find himself with an armful of boy. “Really, Taddy?” Peter asked, hugging him tight.
“I take it you like the idea, then,” Theo said, smoothing his son’s hair back and returning the embrace.
“You’ll marry her and she’ll be my mum, then?” he asked almost anxiously.
Theo nodded. “Well, if she says yes,” he qualified. Though they’d been dating years now and long since fallen in love, there were still those nerves that came with asking the woman he loved to marry him.
“She’ll say yes, I know she will.” Theo was surprised by the fervent tone the little boy used, and he hugged Peter tighter.
He stroked back Peter’s hair again, marveling for a second at how much Peter managed to look like him without actually being his biological son—only his nephew. However, his son in every other way. “Would you like to help me ask her?” he asked Peter quietly. The boy calmed in response to the more serious tone.
“Could I?” Peter asked, looking hopeful.
“Only if you can keep it a secret until Christmas Day.” Peter nodded energetically, promising enthusiastically. Theo leaned down and quietly conveyed his plan into the little boy’s ear, hoping it would happen just that way.