Getting home, Michael tossed his keys to the couch, hearing a groan come from it. Up sat Calum, rubbing the side of his head as he glared at his best friend.
"What the hell dude?" he huffed. "Are you grumpy because I didn't go to work? I'm sorry, I had a day off. Don't worry though, I'll be there tomorrow."
Michael rolled his eyes and sat down next to Calum. The two met during Michael's time in the army and have been best friends ever since.
"How was your day? Shitty because I wasn't there?" he teased.
"The usual." the blonde shrugged. "I walked around the park, help a kid find her mom then found out that the kid was mine, went back to the station and at a donut then finished some paperwork."
Calum nods. "Seems normal. Did they have the pink frosted donuts because hey wait a minute." Calum sits up and turn to his friend. "Did you just say you have a kid?"
"Dude." Calum scoffs. "What the fuck."
"I know right." Michael let out a puff of air and fell back on the couch.
"You have a kid?" his friend repeats.
"Yup. She's five." Michael nods.
"Five?! What the fuck! Why didn't your baby mama tell you oh shit wait, hold up." Calum puts a finger up as if it would stop time. "Five years ago you cheated on Y/N with that one chick while you were based out in San Diego."
Michael rolls his eyes. "Yeah thanks for reminding me that I'm a piece of shit."
Calum smiles. "You're welcome."
The two sit back and Michael sighs.
"So, you're a dad, huh?" Calum says.
"What're you gonna do?"
Michael looks over at his friend. "I dunno."
"This is your kid, Michael." Calum says. "Do you want to be in her life?"
"Of course I do." Michael sits up.
"Then you need to do something. You need to talk to Y/N about getting her for a couple days each week and if she declines then take her to court." he says.
Michael sighs. "But I don't want a 'baby mama'." he says. "I want us to be a family. I miss her, Cal. When she left me, I knew I deserved it but fuck, I was a wreck."
"Yeah I know, I had to deal with you." the younger man rolled his eyes.
Michael ignores his friends comment and lays back on the couch, conflicted.
"You need to talk to Y/N, man." Calum says.