This story deals with mpreg. Do not read if it offends you.
Short chapter sorry.
2 weeks later
KEVIN!!!!
Kevin stops his reading and gets up, he crosses the hallway that separate his bedroom from the living room and finds his husband sprawled in the couch
- you ok? I thought you were workig downstairs - he says and sit in the arm of the couch
- no... my back hurts - Sotty says with his face against the cushion
Kevin smiles and starts rubbing his back gently
- that feels...
- yep, time to return the favor... enough pressure?
- just perfect, thank you... can you please never stop doing this?
- i will do it until my back start hurting again and then we will have to switch
- deal...
a knock on the door startled them, kevin doesn't stop rubbing scotty's back though, he only yells the person to come in.
- thanks god this is a decent massage - scotty says but regrets immediately when he sees his mother in law on the corner of her eye
- yes, god knows i am too old for porn
the three of them start laughing but kevin doesn't stop the massage and scottty stays in the same position in the couch with his face against the cushions.
- am i interrupting something?
- not anymore - scotty says and lifts his head, kevin presses his knuckles harder and scotty regrets his joke
- ok, listen, i was trying to figure out on my way here how you two managed to keep me away all this time but you know what? those babies in there - nora points at them - are my grandchldren and i want to be involved.
Kevin sighs in frustration and scotty sits up.
- nora... we didn't mean to keep you away, we just needed some "us" time, that's all. i haven't talked with saul unless it is business related..
- oh yeah? and how is that supposed to make me feel better? - Scotty could swore there was smoke coming ou of her ears
- listen, mom, we just need time to adjust to this new pregnant state, we are trying to cut our hours and we are definitely sleeping more, we are tired all the time and we just don't want to waste any time...
- waste any time???? - nora cuts him off, visibly insulted
- I didn't mean...
- oh you sure as hell did!!!
- nora, what kevin tried to say...
- do not try to cover for him scotty... my son doesn't want me involved with my grandchildren... i can get a clue when it is shot in my face! - nora turns around and leaves with a slam on the door. Scotty lays down on his stomach again and Kevin resumes the massage.
- i thought we were the ones that were hormonal...
- at least we got rid of her for some more time
- yeah... enough pressure?
- a bit more if it's ok - kevin presses harder on scotty's back - that is perfect...
- Abraham called when you were downstairs, he wants to know if you had stopped crying...
Scotty snorted and lifted his head to look at kevin
- ywhat?
- he called 2 days ago to check on us and you blurted out how lonely you felt in the kitchen without me there and how cold our bed was in the morning because i was already making breakfast when you woke up.... you even got the hiccups
- did I?
- yep
- wow, i dont even remember
- hormones
- yeah, let's blame them... though i will not accept to wake up another morning of our pregnant life without your arms around me
- got it....