#k.c. wright

“Honey, baby,” K.C. wrapped his arms around Kyle from behind “say something. Please.”

Turning Kyle rested his cheek on K.C’s chest “why you? Why do you have to go? Why not someone else?”

“I’m going to be alright,” K.C. asserted “I’ve gone on scouting missions before.”

“Never to Moonlight Falls,” Kyle cried, “we’ve always avoided going there before. Why now?”

Shrugging she nodded towards the kitchen where their parents were talking. “They’ll be like them. Kissing and hugging all the time.”

“Is that a bad thing?” he asked.

Shaking her head at him “I guess not.” The relief in his face made her smile. She knew her brother as a cuddly type and liked to give hugs to everyone he met. “It’s just different when it’s your teacher or parents.”

“Why?” he asked “I like hugs. Why can’t they just because they’re big?”

She hadn’t thought about it like that “maybe it changes as you get older. Like you like something then you don’t then you do again.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” he protested going back to his book.

“Maybe,” she sighed, resuming her vigil at the window.

“Daddy, Daddy it’s coming to get me,” Dominic screamed.

Chills ran down Kyle’s spine and K.C. reached their son first. “Dom what’s wrong?”

“The darkness wants to eat me,” he whimpered as he reached for Kyle who snuggled him.

“I know but” he let out an aggrieved sighed “it doesn’t make it any easier.”

“I know,” he tenderly cradled his husband in his arms. “I wish there was another way to help him. But if Luke’s muteness is caused by supernatural reasons then Moonlight Falls is the place we need to go. He’s our friend. I have to try.”

“I’m not saying you shouldn’t go..” he groaned as K.C’s hands found places he knew would distract him “I just wish you didn’t have to go.”

“I know baby, I know,” he kissed along Kyle’s neck.

“Are you trying to distract me?” he moaned as K.C’s hands rested on his hips, his intentions obvious.

“Is it working,” he asked, sliding his hand inside his pants.

“What do you think?” Kyle smirked into his husband’s lust filled gaze. After so many years of being together it was good to see his husband still found him desirable. He reached for K.C’s pants.

“It’s awfully quiet up there,” Easton rolled his eyes towards the ceiling.

“Silence is never a good thing where kids are concerned,” Kyle said getting to his feet to check on them.

“Don’t,” Luke swallowed hard after forcing the single word out. “Sorry,” he reached for  his pad of paper with shaky hands he wrote “I heard them talking. They’re worried about me.”

Easton closed his eyes moaning softly. He’d hoped Ashton wasn’t aware of what was happening. “He must have overheard us talking.”

Nodding Luke sought his eyes “my…fault.”

“No,” Easton put an arm around his shoulders, “this is not your fault. We’re going to figure this out. Together.”

Getting up from the couch Dominic took a step towards the kitchen then stopped. “Aren’t you coming?”

“I’m not hungry,” she sighed, crossing her arms.

A moment later K.C. put a hand on her forehead “are you feeling alright?”

“Just not hungry,” she mumbled.

“He’ll be home later tonight,” K.C. smiled at his daughter. “You can ask him over and you can play monopoly.” He smiled as her eyes grew bright at the prospect. He never liked the game but with so few luxury items around the kids enjoyed it.

Throwing her arms around him you’re the best dad ever.”

“No they’re not,” Sora shook her head sending her long dark hair flying in all directions “I’m older.”

Eyes on the chess board “how would you like it if Blaze decided he couldn’t play with you because he was older?” He moved his piece to block Luke’s knight.

“Blaze wouldn’t do that,” she stomped her foot “why couldn’t we have gone over there instead?”

“Sora,” K.C’s tone changed, a warning that she should drop the subject. “You know we were invited over here first.” While he waited for Luke to make his move he turned to his daughter “if you keep this up you won’t be going over tomorrow either.”

“Fine,” she stomped towards Ashton’s room. She stopped outside the partially closed door listening to their low voices.

“What’s wrong with your dad?” Dominic asked “he’s always writing stuff down instead of talking.”

“Sora sweetie it’s not nice to sulk at someone else’s house,” Kyle tried to cajole his daughter from the window where she’d been standing for the past hour.

“It’s alright,” Easton said, “the boys are having fun at least.” He smiled hearing the excited giggles coming from the room above their heads. “Maybe you want to join them, it has to be more fun than staring out the window.”

“They’re boys,” she huffed as if that was reason enough to stare out the window.

“Emily’s playing with them,” K.C. said from where he sat playing chess with Luke.

“That doesn’t count,” she rolled her eyes “she’s a baby and they’re little boys.”