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Shane didn't like the idea of his kid being so far and in Toronto of all places... Ilya spoke up first “there will be rules for this”

Those rules were simple.

He had to call every night on voice call.

He had to keep a tracked on his phone (until he was eighteen)

They wanted consistent updates.

And he had to come home every weekend.

(Name) Agreed to all these terms, the parents going and setting up a meeting with a very enthusiastic dean who was more than happy to help (name) get his master's.

When his sisters came home from school, he didn't even bat an eye when they clung to his legs “(name)! Plaaaay with uuuus!” They giggled, the twin girls barely nine adored their big brother and wanted to do everything with him, the younger twin wanting to play hockey with him in their driveway and the elder twin loved drawing with him but their favorite joint activity with the teen was makeup.

(Name) Sat and watched television while the girls put their kid makeup on him “you're going to be pretty!” They beamed and (name) hummed “am I?” He asked with a slight laugh as their dads walked in from practice, smiling at the sight of their three kids bonding.

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(Name) Didn't want to tell the girls that he was leaving for university in three months time but he knew he would need too “so, I'm going to be going to school again” (name) said to his sister's after dinner, his dad's letting him tuck them into bed “yeah?” The older one asked and (name) nodded “I'm going to be in Toronto though this time”

“...that's far” the younger one mumbled and (name) nodded “it is, but I'll be here every weekend so we can hang out” he said gently and the girls fidgeted “can we see you?”

“Absolutely” he promised, holding his pinkies to each girl “what are you learnin’?” They asked softly and (name) smiled “it's called computer engineering... I want to help people in healthcare and help make people happy” he was already working on a device to help detect seizures for those in lower incomes or who couldn't get a service animal.

“Can we play hockey when you come home?”

“I couldn't imagine a better way to hang out with you two”

Shane and Ilya were listening by the door and Shane tried to not cry at how sweet his kids were, they were so thankful they didn't raise an egotistical monster....

When Shane and Ilya got into bed “it feels like yesterday we brought him home...” Time flew too fast and (name) was growing so quick.

Ilya missed when he would toddle around and ask a million questions before passing out on the floor in the living room because he used up more energy than he had.

“Can we turn him back to baby? Time magic...” Ilya mumbled to his husband who huffed “I wish...”

“He's still our baby...”

The kids were singing “this little light of mine” and it was good for a bunch of distracted fresh out of being toddlers, (name) giving it his all as he did with everything.

The four recorded it with intense focus and when the song ended, Ilya and Shane were standing to applaud their kid who gave an adorable bow.

“There he is!” Shane crouched when their son ran up to them and lifted him “you guys came!” he gasped when he saw his aunties “of course, we said we would!” Rose beamed and parents came to say their hello’s and (name) eventually went to go play with his classmates “so how are his classes?” Svetlana asked and Ilya sighed “the teachers want him to skip grades, he gets bored easy...” He trailed off and Shane picked up “but we don't want him to miss out on being a kid, he's smart but he's still four”

It was well known that (name) was really fucking smart, the little one read books about things that neither parent understood and was obsessed with chess and robotics, teachers wanted him to go into highschool but they saw him laughing with his friends and having fun. People seemed to think he was a genius first then a kid but they saw a kid who just happened to be a genius.

When it was time to go home, the group went to McDonald's and Shane even got himself nuggets and Rose made him a knockoff ginger ale aka sprite with a splash of coke.

Svetlana played chess with him while munching on fries “thank god I'm not betting...” she said with a laugh, a four year old destroyed her in every game “/daddy and papa get me books/” he said happily in Russian and Svetlana ruffled his head “/do you want to go professional?/” She asked him and (name) nodded “I wanna be the daddy and papa of chess!” He beamed and the dad's fired kisses on each cheek, causing him to giggle.

The four went back to the Hollander-Rozanov house, getting (name) ready for bed and when he was out cold, the four sat in the living room and chatted “maybe moving him up grades can be good, he still has his after-school activities and he could actually be challenged, if he gets bored enough he may start acting up” rose said softly and the dad's looked at each other “we could start slow, not immediately pushing him--- maybe get him into programs after school for advanced classes?”

The topic shifted eventually but after the girls left, Ilya rested his head between Shane's pecs “I worry” he mumbled and Shane hummed “me too... Im scared he will feel out of place” the two let themselves get raw with emotions, when they adopted (name) they didn't expect to get a kid who would outsmart them one minute and make them friendship bracelets the next.

“We can talk to him, let him join to make decision” Ilya said as he looked up to his husband who smiled and cupped his cheeks to kiss him, Ilya grinning and reciprocating.

(Name) Let out tiny little whines and Ilya immediately handed the pup to his beautiful mate, Shane adjusting to feed him and God did Ilya fall so in love, watching with a mix of love and curiosity.

He felt complete.

(Name) Was an insatiable pup, the doctors and nurses saying it was normal and when he was hungry to feed him no matter what.

After a good meal and a proper burping, (name) was asleep in his basinette, the couple cuddling in the bed, a private room Ilya made sure was the best they could get, now that he wasn't giving money to his brother he had a lot more not to mention Shane's income. “you did so good my love...” Ilya kissed his mates jaw and rubbed his thumb on the others hand “he's perfect...” Shane was barely coherent and snuggled into his mates chest “sleep, I will watch pup and you” he promised and quickly the Omega was unconsious in his arms. Ilya didn't expect to be like this, married and a dad to another guy no less but he didn't want to be anywhere else.

“/Thank you, for giving me so much joy to cherish/” Ilya spoke softly and watched his family with loving eyes.

Ilya was so thankful Shane pumped for this, bringing the bottle warmer and feeding their baby boy while Shane slept peacefully “/your dada has had a long 14 hours, we must be good for him/” the baby was going to be Multilingual, the two planning to speak English, French and Russian around the boy to make sure he learned.

(Name) Was surprisingly good with food, latching without crazy fuss thankfully “good boy...” Ilya grabbed a towel before gently burping his pup, a little bit of spit up but Ilya was nothing short of proud of him.

Ilya fed the babe every time he woke, changed him and anything that needed to be done while his omega slept.

“Ilya...” Shane mumbled sleepily, the Alpha exhausted but smiled at him with warmth “good morning, baby...” He murmured, the exhausted voice deep “your parents are coming soon...” He missed him gently “you can sleep..” Shane urged his mate who chuckled and kissed him “when we get home, I will sleep” Shane's mom would be staying with them to care for the little one and Shane didn't seem too happy but didn't fight.

Knock knock.

Ilya walked to the door and opened it a crack and saw Shane's parents before letting them in “oh my god...” Yuna whispered to the beautiful baby boy and sanitized her hands and David patted Ilya on the shoulder “you two made a good baby” he said with a slight tease and Ilya smiled “I remember when we had Shane, I looked just like you” he made the Alpha sit down beside Shane, the new grandparents cooing over the newborn.

No photos taken, privacy for the pup and Shane was thankful his parents were good... That they respected that.

Gifts and treats filled a portion of the room as people came and left and finally it was late, Ilya watching the two with serious eyes.

And then passed out on the beside, Shane setting their pup in the bassinet and gently scratched the others curly locks on the nape of his neck. He needed sleep, Shane will hold down the fort for the Alpha.

Two days passed, Shane fit to go home and the two dressed their newborn in soft newborn clothes, little teddy bears on it “hello..” Shane beamed at his son who looked at him and made little sounds at the sight of his parents. “He's going to be strong, I can tell” Illya beamed and Shane was seated in a wheelchair, his parents packing everything in their car. Shane carried their baby while they left the hospital, Ilya pushing his dual diaper clad family members (Shane did not want to talk about it, no one bat an eye when he stole a bunch from the cart).

Shane looked drained, the drive home stressful for both of them “I don't remember driving being so bad” Shane whispered but soon enough they were home where it was safe.

Shane was only allowed to lift things as heavy as (name) who slept in his arms, the Omega silent and fidgeting, it had been intense for him and he never wanted to experience that pain again but seeing his son so perfect...

Yuna handled everything that she could, alternating with Ilya to assure Shane didn't have to lift a muscle outside of handling (name) and he appreciated it, his body was in constant pain.

But the emotional exhaustion was what was getting him.

“He won't relax with me!” Shane cried out as Yuna and Shane tried to calm him “let me see...” Ilya gently took the baby and in seconds (name) was calm and even cooing. “Babies can sense stress, they don't recognize that they aren't connected to you and pheromones play a big role” Yuna tried to explain but Shane couldn't help but feel like a failure, he was (name)s dam, he was supposed to calm him, feed him and just--- why couldn't he do this!

Everytime (name) was stressed, he could never sooth him.

He felt hopeless.

He barely recognized the spiral.

It was small at first.

He struggled to shower and exhaustion more obvious than before.

Eating became a challenge and all he could do was cling to his pup “baby... You need to eat..” Ilya mumbled to Shane who shook his head.

“Why doesn't (name) love me” he managed and Ilya looked so broken at his mates words “you are his daddy, he adores you” Ilya assured an Shane shook his head and tears poured down his face, food abandoned and he managed “he never calms for me, whenever i try he cries harder and you are such a good dad! I love you a-and why can't he love me like he loves you!”

Ilya pulled Shane close and let him cry, pumping out soothing pheromones to let his body relax “you need to be more forgiving, he's not used to this just as much as you are... Let me try something, ok?” Shane nodded and watched Ilya leave and return with (name), the boy looking curiously and the Alpha crawled into bed with the boy, placing him in Shane's arms and holding them from behind “what calms you? What do you think of to calm”

“The song you hum when you make dinner...” Shane managed and Ilya smiled, the song his mate mother sang to him as a pup.

“Maybe that's what (name) needs too”

(Name) Fussed a little and Shane shakily hummed the lullaby, Ilya held him close, relaxing him instinctively and (name) slowly calmed.

“H-hes calm...!” Shane managed to get out and Ilya grinned “see? He loves you”

Yuna prepped them for months of food before she gave them bonding time, the two appreciated it and after weeks they found a groove, it was exhausting but they found it.

Another struggle Shane had was his body, he wanted to bounce back sooner for his career but he felt wrong, his body was soft and looked in a way that made him feel gross... He knew he should be proud, he carried his beautiful baby boy and he was here but he couldn't look at himself in the mirror.

A year ago he had a six pack and was playing hockey... “God... You are so sexy...” Ilya mumbled when he caught his mate shirtless and Shane fidgeted slightly, moving to cover the excess skin but the Alpha tilted his head “why are you hiding from me?”

“I'm...” Shane's eyes watered and he curled in on himself a bit, Ilya immediately getting close and wiping any tears way “what's wrong? Why are you crying?”

Shane could barely form words, tears wracking his body and Ilya pulled him close, moving so the Omega sat in his lap and let Shane cry.

They sat like that for an hour, the Omegas tears slowly dying down “I'm here...” Ilya murmured into Shane's black hair and felt the stubble of his beard slowly growing in.

They both looked worse for wear, Yuna was a great help but the couple needed their time and privacy for a while “my body... It's flabby and loose...” Shane mumbled “I'm terrified all the time for the baby... Im-” he breathed in deeply, tears threatening once more and Ilya kissed the nape of his neck, not speaking and letting the Omega say what he needs to say “I feel so fucking worthless... He's calm but I still feel like a failure, I'm so tired of feeling so shitty!”

“My beautiful... Wonderful mate, I'm sorry you feel so broken...” Ilya mumbled “what can I do to help you?” He knew he could help with the body struggles, he already wanted to kiss every inch of his body “you're perfect... I'm just broken”

“My mate is perfect, you need more help and I will do everything in power to make sure you are loved” Ilya was so serious while moving to have the Omega under him, kissing his cheek “I will kiss every part of this beautiful and sexy body that carry my adorable baby until you understand that you are perfect” Ilya was no liar, kissing him everywhere and paying special attention to his stomach area and stretch marks “fuck... If it wasn't too soon I would put another baby in you”

Shane watched Ilya kiss his thighs, sloppy and passionate “talk to me about feelings, let me in...” Ilya urged him and Shane laid on the bed helplessly “I will check on (name), you stay... I will bring food and a drink” Shane didn't leave his spot, staring where Ilya was just standing seconds prior and his body shook with tears. He didn't deserve him.

-

Ilya was a rock.

Unmoving and unwavering for his family.

Especially after Shane was diagnosed with PPD.

The alpha looked up ways to help his mate anyway possible.

It was winter yes but that didn't mean they couldn't walk around the house, Ilya helping him in ever way be could through his own exhaustion and nested with him and let Yuna watch (name) while Ilya slept with his omega, the two snuggled in the nest passed out.

Yoga was new for Shane but Ilya read that it can help with the mind and body, the two doing moves together and Shane was happy after week three that he no longer wore the diaper.

He struggled with feeling connected to everything, (name) and him getting closer but he was terrified to be away from him now but... They were working on it.

“Babe! So we had an injured kitten, she can't be left alone and she's still jellybean sized so I'm fostering her until she's old enough for adoption and her tail heals” he showed the bandaged little bumper cat tail and Dennis sighed “fine but we aren't keeping her...”

“You got it boss!”

Dennis didn't pay the kitten much mind, sure she was cute but he was used to barn cats who wanted nothing to do with him really so he was surprised when the little one barely five weeks was stumbling to follow him, tail still healing and ears just opening up “awww she likes you” Dennis smiled softly at his fiance's words but didn't pay much mind.

“Shoes aren't for playing” he gently chastised one morning while getting ready for work, the now two month old kitten playing in his sneaker. Lifting the kitten he huffed a smile when she batted his nose with her little paw “terrifying” he mumbled and set her down and gently pat her bum before getting his shoes on and leaving, not thinking too much of it.

It wasn't until he came home, passing out in the couch while (name) made a late dinner and when he woke, he heard teeny tiny purs against his chest and a tiny kitten making the tiniest loaf he had ever seen.

He understood what it meant to be chosen by a cat now.

He gently pet the little ones head, a finger and barely a brush across the head while they wiggled closer until their face was smooshed against his jaw “they aren't going anywhere.” Whitaker said seriously as (name) came in with two plates “oh?” he asked while setting down the food on the coffee table and spotted the little lady snuggled “oh, I see” he mumbled with a smile “so should I contact my boss and let her know?”

So it was concerning to find that he hadn't babbled at them to wake up, both parents wandering to the boys bedroom to see him in fact asleep, drenched in sweat. “Go start the car” Shane said anxiously and lifted the boy, his skin clammy and warm and changed him quickly and put him into new clothes that were a lot lighter from his summer stuff.

A doctor's appointment and two panicking dad's revealed that little (name) had a fever, the little guy not impressed at all and was prescribed medication and cool baths.

(Name) Was slouched against his dad's, passed to whoever would carry him and would sob uncontrollably if set down even for a second so both men traded often.

“I know...” Ilya mumbled as he used an oral syringe to medicate the boy “/papa is evil, I know/” the boy did not like his medicine one but but Ilya got a tiny bit of chocolate syrup on the tip of his finger and put that in his mouth to mask the flavor and (name) seemed distracted at the chocolate flavor “/see, all is better!/” His voice gentle while Shane slept, the man exhausted as (name) was either sobbing or a blob, not wanting nap time at all.

But eventually he passed out.

Thank fuck.