A/n: Ok, soâŚiâm impatient, who would have guessed it? I know itâs september but at somewhere in the universe itâs halloween. Plus this idea was just too good for me to sit on, so I hope you all enjoy this. I donât own the gif, I found it on Google.
Halloween had been a time of year that Ward hated more than his birthday. He used the had lightly, ever since his son had been born things had changed and then when his daughter arrived a year afterwards, his hatred had been removed completely. The eldest Meachum found himself looking forward to the evening, his mind would imagine him walking the streets holding onto his sonâs hand as the boy clutched his bag tightly in his small fist. His daughter, still too young for the festivities would be at home with her mother, snuggled up in some blanket sleeping on the sofa whilst cartoons played in the background.
Every year he would take his son to the closest store to pick out a costume, and this year young Daniel had been set on being his hero. The statement had been vague and even for a four-year-old, he had been adamant that he wanted to be the person he idolised. Ward had, in the past two weeks taken him to several different stores; and each time he placed a costume of one of the several avengers in front of his son, Danny would shake his head.
The night before Halloween had been a nightmare, work had beckoned Ward away from his costume shopping. The father of two had kissed his children goodbye, as well as their mother and headed to the office. Sometimes he wondered why he even continued to work there or why his name hadnât been on the building. He did more than Danny and yet he owned a bigger portion of the company.
âWardâ Danny announced, his hand waving in front of the elder Meachum. His mind snapping back to reality, he wasnât sure how long the meeting had been over for, or when the ten employees had left the conference room. To be completely honest, Ward hadnât even remembered Danny walking into the room at the start. âWhere were you?â The young Rand added as Ward blinked a few times.
âEnjoying some peace and quietâ Ward remarked. âIf thatâs all Iâm needed for, Iâm going home.â Ward finished, his body lifting from the chair as Danny watched him. A soft smile adorning his features that made Ward slightly queasy. It was the sort of smile that said Danny knew something Ward didnât.
âActually Ward, Megan left some files on your desk that she said needed your immediate attentionâ Danny chuckled, Ward felt his jaw tightened. It was Halloween, in an hour he was taking his son trick or treating â if the boy had found a costume to wear otherwise Ward would have to rummage around in the attic and pull down his outfit from last year.
âFineâ Ward growled. It was as though the universe, for this month at least, was out to get him. Heâd say it was some form of Karma for shooting his father off the top of a building, but then that would bring up the memories that should really remain buried. The past, for Ward Meachum, was a dangerous place.
Ward found himself walking towards his office, his head casting one last glance as the practically beaming Danny. That should have been the first clue that whatever was behind the door Ward was not going to like. His fingers danced on the handle briefly; his mind coming up with several different reasons to leave. He could look over the files later at home, or he could wait until tomorrow.
He left the handle, his hand diving into his pocket and fishing his phone out. He made the executive decision, heâd push the times back a little; an hour maximum. He could apologise to his son and the boy, at such a tender age, would forgive him. He hoped at least. He listened to the ringing, the tone being drowned by the sound of the ring tone within his office. He frowned. He opened the door.
âSurpriseâ She smiled, her phone in her hand as Wardâs eyebrow lifted. Now he understood why Danny had been nauseatingly joyous. âBefore you say anything, you need to ask the new head of Rand Enterprises.â She laughed pointing towards his desk. He entered the office, his eyes roaming from the love of his life to his seat.
âYouâre fired, Iâm you daddyâ Daniel giggled from behind his seat. His small fingers typing away at the keyboard in front of him. Wardâs frown disappeared, a grin floating onto his features as he observed his child. His dark hair slick back to imitate Wardâs, heâd even dressed up in a suit, his tie matching the one Ward was wearing. The one Danielâs mother had picked out for him this morning before wishing him a good day at work.
âIâll pack my things Mr Meachumâ Ward joked, his body turning on the spot as if to leave before turning back to the boy. Wardâs legs carried him over to the desk. âBut if Iâm fired whoâll go with you to get all the candy tonight?â
He watched as the boy mulled over his choices, Daniel ran a hand across his face and into his hair. His neatly styled hair had been messed up by the action and the gel caused the strands to stick out as though he had been pulling it out himself. A thing Ward knew all to well, especially when heâd had a stressful day.
âYouâ Daniel giggled, he gave Ward a toothy grin whilst he dropped from the desk chair, his body hurrying around the desk and towards his father, who without hesitation scooped him into his arms.
âI thought you wanted to be your heroâ Ward remarked, he could barely contain his happiness as his son held onto his jacket. All the countless rummaging through Avenger outfits and various other costumes had been for nothing, not that Ward was complaining with the result.
âItâs you daddy, youâre my heroâ Daniel responded. Ward was astonished, all words flew out of his mind as the statement Daniel made sunk into his mind. He couldâve cried, and he wouldâve if it hadnât been for Danny standing in the doorway with Colleen poking her head out from behind him. Â âI Love you daddyâ
âI love you too, buddy.â Ward almost choked on his words, his ears picking up on the quiet sniggering from Colleen. âLetâs go get some Candyâ
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