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dante was working late, taj was out doing taj things - sammy was fast asleep in her bed, so it'd been just silas & balis for the time being. dinner was had - he'd made sure to bring some to dante & after that it had just been dame & child. well, balis wasn't really a child anymore, but he would be to silas - always.

especially when he did things like this, spending his night curled up on silas' side & watching tv. there were only few things silas could say were truly more fulfilling than this. his kids wanting to spend time with him when they had a whole new world to explore. yeah, he enjoyed it greatly. he'd never felt closer to balis, had always felt that invisible wall between them, knowing that sindra was to blame for that, same as him. he should've fought harder, should've seen earlier.

still, they were here now. balis had fallen asleep in his arms & for. a short, very short moment he could swear they were back in their time - just him & the kids sleeping in bed with him, taj always slept in front of him - between him & door, always ready to protect. remy had spent most nights curled up on his chest & balis would be huddled against his other side. he'd let them sleep in bed with him for way too long, but .. he'd been selfish.

they all had their own rooms now, but moments like this could very much still happen & silas wouldn't want it any other way. every minute spent with his cubs was a good minute.

he did recognize though, that he shouldn't let him sleep on the couch. too cold, too uncomfy. so arms wound around his knees & shoulders, gently lifting him into his arms so he could carry him downstairs to his room. the young lion stirred when silas readjusted the grip on him, but. a soft hum & quiet "shhhhh." calmed him with ease. lowering him down on his own bed & draping the covers over him, silas couldn't help but look.

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trenton's little lion cub spent quite some time at his apartment these days, though elias was far from unhappy about it. he liked him. sometimes he almost felt like he was part of their little family in new haven. he liked silas, really - despite his gruff antics, he'd come to appreciate taj - mostly due to everything balis told him about his brother, but still. elias very much liked their sire & balis, of course. he wasn't sure how he fit into all that - as their sire's ...something? & balis' friend with benefits?

honestly, he wasn't even sure what the young lion saw in him, per se. he could go for any omega - or alpha, in town - closer to his age. not that elias felt he was old, just .. older. more trenton's type - in age, that was. still, he did enjoy the difference in their treatment. some things trenton would never do - or.. elias didn't dare ask.

like this.

he hadn't even asked. a little nap on the couch had left him defenseless - not that he needed any. he woke with a little start, but when it dawned on him just what was going on, he calmed down instantly. little lion came to visit in a mood it seemed. he was very much okay with that.

"fuck, what a time to be alive." soft hiss, though mostly he just chuckled - as he usually did. he couldn't help it, he just ... felt happy most of the time "assuming you found what you came for." god, he looked so hot on his knees. only few things were more arousing than seeing an alpha on his knees like this. he'd never thought about it like that before trenton. he never really saw the difference between them, not until the other had come into his life & showed him.

elias never expected to be so involved in the town's matters, be it their search for travelers - or travelers existing in the first place, the police's security systems or how to set up a community network with broadcasts from council to townsfolk. with that, his own work & trenton constantly chasing his tail ... one could say elias was struggling. he should be working through the weekend, use the fact nobody else was working to catch up on lost time, but ... he was exhausted - mentally, from work. never did he think that possible. the festival came at just the right time, really & he already knew what he'd do first. well, second. first had been poking trenton about coming with him. he had yet to succeed, but he had all day, night & tomorrow.

personally, he was all about celebrating the bears of town, hence why he wanted trenton to tag along. he'd celebrate his favorite bear's existence on his own, too - he had no qualms about that & when he got home in the night, all tipsy, he'd make sure said bear felt as appreciated as he possibly could. that said,he was really hoping to get trenton to join him for the bonfire at least, maybe the play. one thing he knew though, was that balis - his new favorite little feline was somewhere at the festival - he'd been the one to nudge council into checking out his skills & potentially hiring him for the weekend - or longer. it just took him a little while to find him. when he did, balis was drawing an older couple, so elias waited - in sight, shooting the other a little grin when their eyes met. he'd finally get that drawing of himself today - balis had nowhere to run this time.

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balis came home in an almost irrationally good mood, had let the door swung open, had almost walked face-first into the door frame while trying to join movie night & ended up collapsing onto the couch where taj would usually sit. he gave him that look, silas knew that look, though it had been a good twenty years since he'd last let himself actually see it. sammy was gently placed in dante's lap, a little forehead against cheek moment with dante followed, soft sight ensued before silas pulled his twenty-four year old kid towards him, head in his lap.

He was on a chair by a window looking out the street, looking at people pass by and the rain softly touching the glass as he drank his warm cup of milk. This century was so amazing! You could shower every day, you could warm things up so easily too, and the variety of food they had! Not to mention their technology and transport too! It was amazing and he was ecstatic about it, he really was, and he was getting the hang of it by now but he still thought about his siblings often.

Back in Willowshire he knew his siblings would eventually join him, would eventually come and be with their dame and be happy with him but he had to wait for them to open up their eyes and take that decision either because they truly wanted to be with their dame or because they realize they shit world they had been living in.

As his thoughts occupied his mind, he heard the door gently open and he quickly stood up defensively just to freeze when he saw who was at the door. His dame was with Balis, one of his younger brothers. He doesn't wait for Silas to say a word, he just went running to his brother and hugs him tightly laughing in happiness. "Balis! Man! You were at Willowshire? What happened to you? What job did they give you? You staying with us, right?" He laughed at himself then. "Sorry, sorry. Come in! Are you hungry? Thirsty? There's so much for me to show you, man."

silas would dare say he'd settled into this new life & world quite nicely by now. it'd been what, a month? two? something like that. he couldn't believe it, but life was actually fuckin' good. he missed his kids, those that were still lost - or had died, but he knew that even if they didn't jump & even if they had spent their lives missing him - like he would his, they had good lives. great lives, hopefully. being blue-blooded alphas in the royal guard was a blessing only few could even dream of. he'd taught them all he could, had done his best to prepare them for the world & tried to grant them every wish they had growing up & with orion training them .. he knew they'd be in good hands even when not home.

still, he missed them.

getting taj back had been great, but he still wondered about the others sometimes, despite knowing it would do him no good. all he could do was focus on what he had & maybe the lunar goddess would bring his children back to him one day. he could only hope & pray.

it was a calm day at work. paperwork day. hal had run off to kiss a few asses before they clocked out for the day & silas was left behind with four unfinished files - none too complicated, but still.. bureaucracy was a nightmare. everything they did had to be put on paper. fuckin' stupid, really. he didn't come here to sit at a desk & write all day.

then again, it seemed like he wouldn't have to. unsure why, but one of the guys from the reception had called for him to let him know someone was waiting for him & after the initial worry that something happened to his youngest passed, he assumed it was dante finding himself bored & coming to pester him at work.

the face that awaited him as the front desk was far from dante's & silas knew he, once again, owed mother nature a grand fuckin' apology. balis had always .. been difficult for silas. too drawn to his stepfather, the source of silas' nightmares, too similar to him despite silas' efforts to bring him back. he was a sweet child growing up & silas knew it was partially his fault for all the missed opportunities, but he'd done the best he could at the time.