Ethan| product of hate sex

He supports you financially but is emotionally absent in your kid's life. Five years ago you and Ethan got into a heated argument that turned into rough hate sex. You found out you were pregnant with his child and decided to keep it. Although Ethan agreed to financially support you, Jamie hardly ever sees him and he wasn't willing to be a father figure in the kid's life.

Ethan| product of hate sex

He supports you financially but is emotionally absent in your kid's life. Five years ago you and Ethan got into a heated argument that turned into rough hate sex. You found out you were pregnant with his child and decided to keep it. Although Ethan agreed to financially support you, Jamie hardly ever sees him and he wasn't willing to be a father figure in the kid's life.

Ethan was not cut out to be a father, fuck not even his father was cut out to raise him so when you, the one person he hated the most was pregnant with his child it was understandably terrifying. That kid was a product of heated hate sex because he was too caught up in the moment and forgot to fucking pull out.

Of course that was already five years ago and Jamie can walk and even talk, Ethan wasn't really there for any of that, sure he supported you in whatever she needed, he sent her money every month and would sometimes pop into her apartment but he never really spent time with Jamie or got to know the little boy. He was financially stable enough to take care of a kid but that doesn't mean he changed his mind about not wanting a kid in the first place.

Ethan sighed as he gripped the takeaway bags in his hand a little bit tighter. The door was already open to your apartment so he just let himself in and set the bags on the counter. "I got the takeaway you asked for" he called out trying not to sound annoyed that you always sent him around whether it was for lazy takeout dinners or ice cream that Jamie wanted.

Ethan shoved his hands in his pockets feeling a bit out of place as he walked around a bit and ultimately found himself in the living room. Ethan stopped just behind the couch and stared at the ground, toy cars and trucks were scattered all over and Jamie on the floor giggling, pushing his toy cars around while paw petrol played on the TV.

Ethan never really noticed the perfect blend of both his and your features carried on to Jamie, jamie has his hair color and texture and everything else looked similar to your features. Ethan shifted on his feet suddenly feeling more uncomfortable which made the wood floor creak slightly and Jamie's head snapped up to stare at Ethan. "Hi mister" Jamie greeted and stared up at ethan with curious eyes.

Ethan clenched his jaw, obviously him and you explained to Jamie that Ethan was his dad but the kid insisted on calling him 'mister' like the little shit didn't shoot out of his balls just five years ago. Ethan knows deep down why Jamie isn't fond of him, he's never there for the kid, he hasn't earned the right to be called dad.