Tangled Life Of A Gay Teen Pt 3

You’re terrible. I’m firing you. You don’t get to shop anymore.” Seamus handed Aidan to Matt and walked around the store, throwing various outfits of different sizes into the cart.
Part 2
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“Door’s open,” Matt shouted from the bedroom where he was getting Aidan dressed. It was the second Saturday that Seamus was babysitting so Matt could study. He’d gotten a small taste of freedom the weekend before and now he was practically giddy in anticipation. The joy of an uninterrupted study sesh outweighed any worries or guilt he held about not being at the café or the fact Seamus was once again babysitting.
Seamus leaned against the bedroom door with his hands in his pocket. He wore the same thing he always wore, really nice jeans and a plain t-shirt that hugged his body. Today it was plum purple with a gray, unzipped hoodie.
“Looks like you’re ready to study,” Seamus tilted his head toward the living room.
“Yes,” Matt said with a little too much enthusiasm. “It’s so good. I can’t thank you enough for taking Aidan. Part of me wants to tell you that you don’t need to do this for me but mostly I want to sit in my living room, study my notes, and re-read my books. So, I’m not gonna ask you if you’re sure about this because if you leave that kid here I’m going to cry.”
“I promise I won’t leave the kid here,” Seamus smiled. When Matt turned to grab the diaper bag, Seamus picked Aidan up off the bed. “Hey, Squishy Thighs,” Seamus cooed and squeezed said squishy thigh as he walked back to the living room.
Matt smiled. “We call him Aido-potato because he’s chunky like a sack of tatas.”
“Aido-potato,” Seamus repeated, trying the nickname on for size.
“He ate about thirty minutes ago. Everything else...