When We Were Perfect

The sun was setting, forming the deepest hues of yellow and orange in the atmosphere marking the end of another exhausting day for Daniel as he shut his laptop taking a deep sigh. Today he wanted to leave earlier for Ozan but then Martha informed him that Ozan was pretty chill at home making him stay a bit longer and review some of the contracts that were pending. Shrugging his coat and grabbing the phone from the desk Daniel walked out of his office nodding at Ashton making his way to the elevator. The New York matter from earlier this morning ringing in his mind, it was sensitive and Daniel knew that it would be most suitable for him to go there but then again he would have to think about Ozan and Amy, not that she will have a problem with him leaving for New York. Still contemplating, he stepped out of the elevator, stiffly nodding at some of the employees that we're also leaving for home. Just as he was about to walk towards his car, an annoying voice paused his steps.

"Leaving without me, Honey!" Silas' overdramatic voice reached his ears making him sigh as he turned around to see him jogging towards him with a shopping bag.

"Can't you just act like a twenty-nine-year-old man for once!" Daniel retorted as Silas stood near him showing his all-time grin.

"I can act like one but I prefer to keep the child inside me alive as long as I can!" He replied. Daniel shook his head and began to walk towards his awaiting car with Silas trailing behind.

"Why are you following me now, don't you have to go home?" Daniel asked, reaching his car.

"Ouch! I am hurt bro, I thought you were going to invite me to your house!" Silas said making a fake hurt expression. Daniel rolled his eyes at his dramatic self.

"Why would I do that! If you need company go ask Nadia. I am already late today and Ozan must be waiting for me!" Daniel muttered reaching out for the door.

"I live in the same house as Nadia, so I can meet her anytime but right now I need to meet my nephew properly!" Silas replied with a  grin pushing him aside and making himself comfortable in the car seat. Lance, who was watching the entire scene unfold from the rearview mirror, tried to keep his poker face on as he started ahead.

Daniel also sat beside his idiot friend glaring at him but he only smirked in return. 

"To home Lance!" Daniel ordered as he pressed the accelerator heading to their destination.

The sound of soft giggles welcomed Daniel and Silas as they entered his house. Daniel walked inside the living room and the scene warmed his heart as he saw Ozan playing on his playmat with his toy set giggling when it made different sounds, Martha was sitting near him arranging his stuff.

"Awwwww, isn't he cute!" Silas gushed standing behind him. This seemed to catch the attention of others as Ozan paused for a moment and turned to the side but upon seeing his father he stretched his arms grinning. Daniel scooped him in his arms, kissing his entire face.

"Someone seems happy today, didn't you miss your father!" Daniel said in a childish tone making a pout, Ozan only smiled at his father before burying his face in the crook of his neck making him smile and pat his back lovingly.

Silas who stood behind watched the entire scene in awe. Never in his life, he imagined the mature and poised Daniel to be a doting father. In truth, this father-son duo was too adorable. Martha stepped forward to see Silas after such a long time.

"Mr Silas, it's been long since you last came!" Martha greeted making him look away from the father-son duo to the middle-aged woman.

"Yeah! It's been long, Martha but it's nice to see you again. I see that you haven't aged at all." Silas complimented them in a gentlemanly way, making her smile.

"Thanks for the compliment, Mr Silas. Would you like to have something!" She asked politely.

"I wouldn't mind your famous spinach meatballs and spaghetti for dinner!" He said thinking for a minute and then continued. Martha nodded in return.

"Sure! Why not. Master, should I take Ozan to his nursery, it's going to be his sleep time soon!" At this Daniel turned his head, still patting Ozan while giving a slight glare to Silas.

"No Martha! You go and prepare dinner since someone self-invited himself to it" he retorted. Martha looked between both the friends before making her way to the kitchen.

"Chivalry isn't dead I guess!" Silas said, pouting and peeking at Ozan who still had his face buried in his father's neck.

"It isn't but seeing you I can see that you haven't changed your flirting habits!" 

"I wasn't flirting, I was complimenting her and bro women love compliments!" Silas replied in a confident stance.

"I honestly feel bad for Nadia sometimes!" Daniel muttered taking a seat on the couch carefully with Ozan who was sucking his thumb.

"Oh please! Now let me hold my nephew!" Silas added placing the bag on the couch and stretching his arms forward.

"No! " Daniel blatantly refused while placing a kiss on Ozan's head.

Silas looked at him shocked and hurt.

"But why?" He huffed crossing his arms.

"Silas first you need to learn how to hold a child, it's not a little thing and secondly Ozan isn't friendly with everyone around. He is kind of reserved in this matter." Daniel informed eyeing his son.

"Overprotective much, I see!" Silas said in a soft tone.

"Whatever!" 

"Bro if you are forgetting I am more good at befriending people than you and secondly this is my nephew here and I know how to handle him," Silas said almost begging him. Daniel stared at him for a moment and then sighed. Gently making Ozan sit in his lap facing Silas. The child continued to suck his thumb observing the new person.

"Ozan! Meet your uncle Silas!"