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Leon had never bought Chris anything for his birthday. The first few years he'd been too raw, too hurt to get anything for the kid. Couldn't even stand to look at him on that day - when he'd stayed at Auntie's, he'd had to lock himself in his room, ignoring the patting at the door until Auntie shooed Chris away.

Now he was older, but he still didn't buy Chris a present - the kid knew, dammit, and even Leon wasn't that crass. But D had planned on having a special tea - not birthday tea, just special - so when Leon dropped Chris off without speaking, wearing something that could almost be classed as "dressy," D followed him to the car with a face like thunder.

Leon just showed him the bunch of flowers on the front seat. Chris' birthday present, he said with a forced smirk. Just delivering it to mom.