Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

"Are you guys picking out clothes for Henry?" the sales associate asked.

The four men nodded. "Yes, he's our son."

The sales associate's eyebrows shot up. Men? Four of them? A son?

Could it be two gay couples who adopted Henry and are now raising him together? Who's the mom? Who's the dad?

A story began to take shape in the sales associate's mind.

"Let's pick a size for my son, and we'll try it on."

"Sir, it's not convenient for children to try on clothes here. Do you know what size he usually wears?"

The men exchanged puzzled looks. "Why can't we try them on? Are you afraid we'll try and not buy? Just pick a size, and we'll buy it after trying."

The sales associate replied, "Actually, if you could just tell me the size, we can get the clothes for you."

Teddy shrugged. "We don't know the size."

Oh, looks like a recent adoption, thought the sales associate, noting Henry's nice clothes. "I can check the size now."

So, under the "torture" of his four godfathers, Henry's clothes were removed, revealing his chubby little body, and he burst into tears.

His crying drew attention from nearby customers. The four big men cuddled, coaxed, and entertained him, almost losing their minds.

If it had been anyone else being so stubborn, not listening to sweet talk, the four of them would have turned hostile and dealt with that person already. But today, they were holding their "son" in their arms!

Not long after, when it was time to change clothes, another ordeal began. The four of them cuddled, coaxed, and doted on him, eventually getting help from the sales associate to dress Henry in his new clothes. Having gone through the experience once, the men firmly decided not to let Henry try on clothes anymore.

In the toy store, whatever Henry took a liking to, "Buy!"

Whatever his little hand touched, "Buy!"

pointed at a toy car. "Pack it

pick up, ensuring Henry's shopping spree filled the car's trunk to the brim. Everything was eventually shipped to Maplewood Estates. Leaving the fifth

in

away Henry's tears with his hand. Mars immediately pulled out a tissue. "Don't use your hand, it's

wet wipes. "Tissue will still rub our son's skin raw. We need

wipes are for wiping his bottom?

questioned, "Did she

"I

nodded. "Seems

later called Andre. "What should we

Andre: "..."

suggested, "Why don't

fully air-conditioned mall, one Henry and

Henry were told, "Gentlemen, the child is too young. He's not suitable for slides and trampolines." Mars wanted to argue. "Our son is small. Why can't he play?

a loss for words at the sight of the four men,

"Call your manager out. Ask where we can buy this equipment. If our son can't

to be soothed no matter what. Just a while ago, he would still act adorably for a bit, but then he started gnawing on Teddy's face. Mars excitedly exclaimed, "Look,

him, Henry

something was off. "Why is the child

"Hasn't he been crying

felt something was amiss. "No, this isn't right. When Henry kisses Andre, he's smiling. Why is

four men looked at

their milk bottles, suddenly realized and shouted, "Damn, we haven't fed our son

realization, all four men were

back to the

the car, uncomfortably squeezing together. They usually traveled in spacious vehicles, so they decided to stand outside in the sun with the canvas bag Mia had given them. On

men fumbled around. "How much formula do we feed

water first or formula? Mars, quickly look it up on a

Henry in his arms, cuddled him close, feeling

hot. It might scald our son. Asher, go to the supermarket and buy a bottle of cold