+ bouncing him in her arms to stop him from fussing.
She wasn't gonna give into him that easy after all he had put her through. It would take some convincing.
"I'm guessing where you're planning on going isn't exactly child friendly and I won't put him at risk...".
She felt a cold stab in her chest. Even knowing he had a responsibility now he was still shying away from staying with the both of them.
Did Marion really want to drop everything and take herself and their small child on an adventure? All for Indy to dump them again +
+ sure it would ever happen. She thought presenting him with their son would change his mind, but not even ππππ did the job.
"I have a responsibility now, Indy. I have to take care of πππ baby." Marion's tone was cold and slightly sour. Standing up with Henry and +
+ nervous that he'd take off again. Leave her all alone once again to take care of their child together.
All she ever really wanted was for them to be a ππππππ.
Marion didn't expect them to bond right away, after all Henry was almost 2 and Indy had only just met him. Although, he seemed to be absolutely absorbed in the male.
As Henry crawled over to her, she placed him on her lap and started bounding him gently to keep him +
+ entertained.
"I mean, are you ππππ? as in πππ." Pausing to take a small intake of air. "With ππ..." She got a little more serious now, the toddler babbling nonsense quietly while chewing his hand.
It was hard for her to come out and outrightly ask him, +
+ for a short while longer, it was time to ask the question. The question she had been wanting to ask since she found him on her doorstep.
"Are you back, Indy?" Marion asked him, furrowing dark eyebrows at him in wonderment.
Marion was still having a hard time forgiving him for leaving her all alone, but something already told her that she'd forgive him eventually. They always found their way back to each other, π¨π€π’πππ€π¬.
She let out a small chuckle at the mention of how his father would +
+ have liked the name, looking toward the toddler while grabbing his little hand. He was fascinated by Indy, staring at every inch of him. His little hand reaching for the fedora atop his head. Henry found that extremely interesting.
After admiring the both of them together +