It will never change me and you

He stared at his friend, then a -maybe a little weird sounding- laugh left his throat. “That’s a good one, Zee.” He had to be joking, right? Right?!

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"I think it’d be awfully fucking dumb to buy me a new car when this one is perfectly fine. I don’t drive often because neither you, nor Daddy, allow me to." His voice was harsh, giving Matt a huffy attitude. "I am safe. I just don’t drive like an old lady like the two of you do."

"We don't allow you to drive all the time, because we like to keep you safe, Noah. We're scared you're going to crash again and that it'll be worse this time." Matt was getting defensive as well. Sometimes Noah was super dense, and it was hard to get their concern across to him. "We don't drive like old ladies. We actually follow the rules and the speed limit."

He stared at his friend, then a -maybe a little weird sounding- laugh left his throat. “That’s a good one, Zee.” He had to be joking, right? Right?!

Norah took a moment to think. Was there anything else that she needed to say? No, that was it. That was all the bad news that she had and nothing else to say. “No,” she said softly. She shook her head. “That’s all I’ve to say.” Norah cleared her throat. "Um," she thought, "we could’ve found it earlier." Her voice was getting quieter again. “The tumor in my head, it’s not small, it’s not huge either. It’s not terminal. I have a good chance. There’s a good chance I’ll survive this.”

"But the again, you still could have found it later. But I think you found it just in time, you know?" He smiled and gently pressed a kiss to her cheek. "It's just the right size. I'm sure that it is starting to put pressure on your brain, but that doesn't mean that you aren't going to survive this. I'm sure its small enough for you to have it operated on, which is good. And the sooner you get this thing removed, the better." He was happy, even though he knew he should be sad. His mother's cancer had been terminal. Completely not curable. And Norah's was able to be fixed. It relaxed him knowing that he wasn't going to lose her too.

Taking into thought about the dogs Tommy nodded slowly leaning more into the boy underneath him as he shut his eyes and cuddled into his chest more. “I like that idea. I’ll ask your mom about it.” Tommy whispers into his shirt, slipping his arm around Isaac and pulling him closer even though there wasn’t much space betweent hem to begin with. “I won’t give you tomatoes, onion, mustard or chocolate chip cookies then, baby.” Tommy lifts his head and rest his chin on the boys chest, “You’re too rich for me, and I mean personality and you’re amazing-wise, not your money.”

"Alright, baby. Though I'm sure that she will say yes. She'll do anything to help make you feel loved and happy here. She cares about you a lot." He smiled and pressed a kiss to his forehead. He moved just a few centimeters closer, but there was no more space between them for him to move. "You're the best," he giggled. Isaac ran his hand through Tommy's hair. He stared at him lovingly, and he sometimes wished that Tommy could see the way he looked at him, because if he could, he would realize just how in love with him he truly was. "You're too sweet for me too, you know. Even though you've gone through hell, you still make sure that I always feel okay and happy, even at the expense of your own happiness." He leaned down to press a kiss to the top of his head. "And I love you so much."

Smiling at his boyfriend he waits until he’s in the car all the way and the door shuts before he’s pulling out of his driveway and down the street. Reaching for his hand, Fox brings it up to his lips, “It’s nothing too fancy baby, just a dinner and a little surprise afterwards.” The male informs him, continuing to kiss all over his hand and knuckles, “Want to make tonight special for you, baby.”

"I don't care that it isn't too fancy. It's a dinner date with you. I know you aren't that big on dates and public displays of affection so, um... I just think this is a huge deal, you know?" His face was flushed red with overwhelming love and embarrassment. He had never had anyone treat him the way that Fox did, and he loved the feeling of being loved. "Just being with you is special enough, as cheesy as that sounds." He leaned over and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "The light is green babe."

Eyeing the handsome male, he grabs the little bag of apples from him and frowns a bit. He’d seen him before, a lot, with a woman he’d assumed was his mother or someone close to him although Jason hadn’t paid him any mind. “Yeah,” He says lowly, very uninterested in the conversation. Repositioning the book in his hands, Jason licks his lip, “I bet it is.” Is what he finally says before mumbling a low thanks and beginning to walk past him and go take a seat. Usually, his mother would be along with him, but she was working and couldn’t afford to miss another day along with his father who didn’t like staying in the hospital for too long. Opening the bag, he then opens his book and begins to read.

The boy walked away before Matt could answer and he sighed. He walked around, trying to find a seat. The cafeteria was packed though, so it left Matt with no other option than to follow the boy with the bright hair to the table where he sat down and pulled out a book. Matt approached him and cleared his throat. "Um, hi. Excuse me, but do you mind if I sit here? The cafeteria is packed, and my mom is still asleep so I don't want to go and eat in her room and wake her up. Plus the smell makes her sick so..." He was holding his tray tight in his hands as he waited with an answer He had been fascinated with this boy whenever he saws him in the hall, and now was his chance to get to know him better without feeling like he was annoying him, though he was sure that's what he was doing right now.

      Kaspian’s heart skipped a beat at the way Maya beamed at Rhys’s words; the way their little girl got so excited at her Papa’s happiness. He knew she couldn’t remember a time when she didn’t have both of her parents around, and it meant a lot that she’d never have to think he wasn’t around for her. “I heard, Princess!” he laughed with a nod, loving how full of joy and wonder their daughter was. His hand rubbed over the round bump of his his stomach as he watched the two of them, biting his lip as he followed them into the kitchen. “Here— I’ll make some room,” he told them, walking over to the fridge door and moving around some of the other drawings, fixing the magnets holding them up, until there was a small enough space to fit the picture. “Does this look like a good enough spot to hang it up?”

     "That's perfect!" Maya squealed. Rhys helped her hang it on the fridge. She positioned it crookedly and Rhys placed the magnet to hold it on. "It looks so good, Miss Maya!" He pressed kisses all over her face, causing the little girl to squeal with giggles. "Our little girl is going to grow up to be an artist! Or whatever she wants to be." He smiled and spun her around before stepping closer to Kaspian. Rhys wrapped his arm around his waist, hand on his belly. "My family. My beautiful little girl, my gorgeous soulmate, and our precious baby." He pressed a kiss to Kaspian's cheek softly. "I love you all, and I'm so glad that I get to be in all of your lives. And I want to spoil you. So, why don't we go out and eat at your favorite restaurant, and get ice cream after. How does that sound?" Rhys asked Maya.

     Marcus always just felt guilty for the fact that he knew nothing he could really say would change Rhys’s opinion, but there was always that part of him that said he could. He had this thought that he could find something to say to persuade the boy to think more positively about himself, and it bothered the blond boy to think that he hadn’t found the right things yet. The blond leaned into the other boy when he felt the other arm around him and he nodded at the things that he said, giving a little tug of a smile. “Perfect evening with a perfect boy.” He echoed, kissing Rhys’s shoulder lightly before resting his cheek against it. “Is there a movie already in there?” He asked, glancing up at the boy.

      When it was finished, he closed his eyes for a moment and ran his fingers through his hair. This was okay. It was all going to work out this time, there was nothing he had to worry about. They both had an income, the apartment was certainly big enough for them to bring in another addition to the family, and if he’d managed to do things with Maya on his own, he’d certainly be able to handle another baby with Rhys still in the picture this time. “Babe, dinner’s ready,” he called out as he sat down, letting out a bit of a sigh as he waited for his boyfriend.

      Rhys walked in from the living room. He walked up behind Kaspian and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. He gently pressed a kiss to the back of his neck. "This looks amazing, baby. You really outdid yourself." Rhys gently kissed him again before he took the seat across the table from him. He reached over and grabbed Kaspian's hand, leaving them on top of the table. Softly, he ran his thumb over the back. "Do you want to talk while we're eating? Or should we wait until after and just make small talk during dinner?" Rhys waited for a response.       He just wanted to make Kaspian feel as comfortable as possible. While this wasn't their first kid, it was still a huge deal to them. This was the first time Rhys was going to be there through the entire pregnancy. He was going to be up at three in the morning when Kaspian was craving some weird food combination to go and make or buy it. He'd be there through the birth. He would hold his hand, and keep him calm. He wouldn't be going through this alone. Rhys knew that he had hurt Kaspian in so many ways, but they were slowly fixing each of those.        Rhys squeezed his hand and smiled at him. He was in it for the long run. Running into Kaspian at the park that day had been a miracle for him. He had been shocked that Kaspian had given him a second chance, and he was working so hard to make it worth it to him. He didn't want Kaspian to regret taking him back, though he didn't think he did. They had a roof over their heads, and every night Kaspian fell asleep in his arms, and he loved their closeness. He loved that Maya loved him, and that she wasn't going to remember a time when he wasn't in her life. He regretted not being there for her, or seeing her first steps, or hearing her first words, or being there for any of her major firsts, but he was going to be there for their new child's and he couldn't wait to share that experience with Kaspian.