Fic: Coming Home 32/?
Author: PABWECG (aka Patricia)
Title: Coming Home
Genre/Type: Romance
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Luke/Noah, Lily/Holden, Casey, Katie, Bob, assorted little people, possibly others
Warnings: None really, except some Nuke intimacy
Summary: Luke and Noah moved to L.A. in the Summer of 2009 for Noah to do his last year of school with an internship of sorts (no Mason, no blindness, etc. Everything else in their history has happened). Reid arrived, temporarily, at Memorial in August 2010.
It’s now the fall.
Thank you Slayerkitty for being my beta!!!
Previous Chapters: 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 15/ 16/ 17/ 18/ 19/ 20/ 21/ 22/ 23/ 24/ 25/ 26/ 27/ 28/ 29/ 30/ 31/
Chapter 32
Reid was halfway between waking and sleeping, in an almost dreamlike state; he could feel the pull of awake-ness tugging at him, and he could feel the delicious pull of lips on his nipple, or was that a dream…
Luke removed his mouth from Reid’s chest and looked up at his sleeping face, watching his mouth open slightly and his tongue peek out, hearing him sigh. He lowered his head to Reid’s nipple once more, latching on and sucking - flicking it with the tip of his tongue - moaning around it. He felt Reid’s fingers thread into his hair, massaging his scalp and holding him close. He sucked it more and more before leaning over Reid’s body to find the other. His hand running up and down the side of Reid’s body, he sucked, nipped, and licked this one.
He was hard already; he’d been awake for a little while, looking at Reid, wanting him. Now, he was finding it difficult to hold back. He moved up to Reid’s neck, sucking and kissing from his collar bone up to his ear, before lapping at his ear, his panting breath causing Reid’s hands to fall to his ass, and his hips to rock slightly up off the bed.
“Morning…” Reid mumbled; his head tilted to make more room for Luke’s lips, his hand holding Luke’s hip.
Luke lifted his head, and briefly acknowledged Reid’s greeting, his eyes dark with lust, before returning to Reid’s neck, panting heavily through his kisses. “Oh, fuck Reid…” was all Luke could manage to produce.
Reid inhaled, beginning to really wake up, hands slowly caressing everywhere he could reach from where he lay. Luke moaned, so ready for any touch from Reid, even the smallest. He thrust his hard cock against Reid’s thigh, closing his eyes, and throwing his head back, delighting in the friction.
Reid finally opened his eyes - this he had to see - his beautiful young Luke lost in his own wanting, not analyzing it, just letting go. Luke kept up the steady thrusting for quite a while, his hand holding tight to Reid’s hip, until suddenly he stopped and opened his deep brown eyes, turning his heated gaze back to Reid; and then he quickly, urgently returned his mouth to Reid’s chest, furiously kissing his way down his body until he reached his cock. Then he looked at it. Reid’s eyes were fixed on Luke’s face staring hungrily at his cock, which seem to come more fully to life under the heat of his gaze. Luke licked it, with a wide tongue; and he mouthed it, growled at it; to Reid, it seemed almost as if this was an event simply between Reid’s cock and Luke - Reid was almost superfluous, an observer; he observed Luke’s seeming adoration of his cock. Then he watched Luke wrap his lips around the tip of it and suck; and inch by delicious inch, more of his cock disappeared into the sanctuary of Luke’s mouth.
Reid closed his eyes and pushed his hips off the bed, feeling more than the warmth of Luke’s lips and mouth, but also the care and reverence Luke was showering on him, on his cock. When he was fully hard, throbbing inside Luke’s mouth, beginning to thrust his hips more steadily, Luke pulled off and climbed up his body, kissing him fiercely, deeply. Then he took two of Reid’s fingers and placed them in his mouth, sucking on them. Running his tongue over and between them, pulling them deep into his mouth, he coated them with his saliva before quickly placing them at his entrance, demanding with his eyes that Reid penetrate him. And Reid really had no choice. His two fingers entered Luke, going deep, Luke leaning towards the top of the bed, so Reid could reach inside him.
Luke hissed, rocking back onto Reid’s fingers, repeatedly - eyes closing sometimes to just feel the sensations, and eyes opening again, desire flashing more strongly when his gaze met Reid’s. Reid lifted up off the pillow to lick at one of Luke’s nipples and Luke leaned down so that he could latch on. Reid sucked and his fingers fucked Luke. “Oh, Jesus, Reid…” Luke moaned. Reid slipped in a third finger and Luke ground out an exhale, tensing around them, before pulling up and then pushing back down. Reid’s finger brushed his prostate… “Fuck…yes…”
He grabbed a condom, opened it, and rolled it on to Reid’s fat cock, staring at it, so ready for it to be inside him; then he lubed it generously, hearing Reid’s sharp inhale. And slowly, their eyes on each other, Reid entered him and he lowered himself onto Reid. Luke’s mouth dropped open as he felt Reid filling him; Reid’s eyes widened as he felt Luke surround him. It was so slow, and perfect. They were still for a moment, holding each other’s gaze. Then Reid began to move, a small inclining of his hips, thrusting into Luke. Luke looked fiercely into his eyes and clenched around his cock, causing Reid to catch his breath; and Luke shook his head with an un-uh…he was in-charge right now. Leaning closer, he captured Reid’s lips, kissing them and sucking them into his mouth. “Be still,” he whispered, and he began to move up and down Reid’s cock, pulling almost all the way off before sliding back down; as he continued, his movements became smaller, his motions faster, occasionally leaning in to lick at Reid’s mouth, Reid panting back at him.
Reid so wanted to move. “Luke…Luke…” he breathed, his hands on his lover’s hips. And finally, without consciously deciding to, he moved; he thrust twice up inside Luke, the second time finding the right angle and brushing his prostate.
Luke’s mouth dropped open with a sudden inhale, his eyes widened, and he began to lose control. With a small nod, he silently begged Reid to do that again. Reid slowly brushed across it again. Luke softly sang his name and Reid did it once more. “Jesus.” Reid lubed his hand and took a hold of Luke’s cock, pumping it slowly; and a steady rhythm began, Luke rocking back onto Reid’s cock, Reid thrusting into him and strongly pulling on Luke’s cock…“Reid I’m…Oh God I’m…oh fuck…” and Reid thrust up into Luke, his free hand holding his hip, his feet pushing against the mattress as leverage, going deeply inside him, several times, their faces so close together. And Luke came first, spilling between them, contracting around Reid’s cock, pulling his orgasm from him.
Luke was draped across Reid’s chest, their breathing beginning to return to normal, and he heard Reid let out a small breathy smile…he could actually hear Reid smiling. “What?” he asked contentedly.
“That’s definitely one of my favorite ways to wake up.” Reid responded. Luke laughed quietly.
Leaning up on one elbow, he smiled sexily at Reid and said, “mine, too.” His eyes lingered on Reid’s beautiful body, not quite ready for another round, but tempted by the thought. Then he heard Reid’s stomach rumble. Raising an eyebrow at him, he asked, “breakfast?”
“Yesss. Another one of my favorite ways to wake up.” Reid’s eyes lit up. “Whad’ya got planned, Snyder?”
“Me? I made breakfast yesterday; it’s your turn.” Luke smirked, swatting his hip.
“Oh.” Reid was disappointed, never very impressed by his own breakfast making attempts. “Okay, um…cereal? Eggs? I can do eggs…do we have eggs?”
“Yes, master chef, we have eggs. Bread even.” He ran his hands up Reid’s sides. “And I might even let you out of bed.” Reid looked back into his eyes with a smirk, and Luke heard that stomach growl again. He climbed out of bed, pulling Reid up. “Okay, I’ll let you eat first, I guess.”
They got loosely dressed and tended to the fire and food. They drank their coffee and ate their eggs and toast standing at the counter staring at each other.
Luke sighed.
“Hmmm?” Reid asked.
“Mornings…” Luke said. “With you…they’re like a new event in my life, something I’ve never experienced. It’s like I never knew what mornings were…they certainly weren’t like this.”
Reid stepped close to him and stood next to him against the counter, holding his hand. “And what are they like…mornings with me?”
Luke smiled and thought. “Sweet, sexy…playful, and wonderful…” and he looked seriously into Reid’s eyes… “…happy.”
Reid turned and cupped his cheek - and kissed him - and then looked into his eyes, which said all Luke needed to hear. Reid was happy, too. “Do you know what…Luke?” Luke looked back at him. “I’m pretty fond of evenings with you as well…” and he caressed his cheek… “…and afternoons.” And Luke’s heart swelled in his chest, that feeling of floating away coming over him again. And he held on tight to Reid, arms around his waist, pulling him flush against him, and kissed him back.
“Come.” Luke said quietly.
“Where?”
“To shower with me before we have to go.” Reid smiled softly and followed him.
As they drove back to Oakdale later that morning, they talked about their weeks. Reid was going to be pretty busy - lots of consults, and some not-so-challenging surgeries, and a meeting with the architects. Luke had a couple meetings at the foundation, was going to do some writing, and also help his parents and grandma get the farm ready for Thanksgiving.
“Do you have plans for Thanksgiving?” he asked Reid.
“I think I have to work…in the morning.”
“Would you like to have dinner with me…and my family, that evening?”
Reid nodded his head. He somehow couldn’t make the words come out. He’d had dinner with Luke’s family before, but still he felt nervous. He wasn’t sure why.
Luke could see he was nervous. “You don’t have to, you know. It’s not some sort of requirement.” He smiled over at Reid. “They’re my family, not yours. And if you and I don’t see each other that day, it’s not the end of the world.” He did not want Reid to feel guilted into this, or obligated. There’d been enough guilt in his relationship with Noah to last him a lifetime.
Reid smiled a bit at how Luke was trying to put him at ease. “I don’t know why I feel nervous about it. Maybe it’s cause I want them to like me…I’m not sure. I’m not…fond of crowds. But even so, nerves and all, I know that when next Thursday comes around and everyone is gathering around turkey dinners…I’m gonna want to be where you are.” Luke took his hand. “So, I might as well say yes now.”
They drove most of the rest of the way in relative silence, both of them just wanting to savor the other’s presence before they got back and didn’t see as much of each other.
As Reid approached the farm, he spoke again. “Would you like to spend Friday night with me?”
“Yes.”
“Katie and Jacob will probably be there.”
“Of course.” There was nothing that would keep Luke away.
“And I actually won’t be home until kinda late…like ten, but…”
“Okay.”
“Yeah? I mean, I’m at least not on-call, and I don’t have to be back at the hospital until the afternoon on Saturday, so…” Reid wondered why he was rambling.
“Sounds wonderful.” And Luke meant it.
When they pulled in to the drive, Luke was surprised when Reid got out. Luke grabbed his bags and walked up to where Reid stood next to the hood of the car. He handed Reid a sandwich. “Hmmm?” Reid asked.
“You only have a couple hours before your shift starts, and I kinda wanted to feed you one last time…well, not last time, but…”
“I know what you meant.” Reid smiled, putting an arm around his waist and pulling him close. “Thank you.” He put the sandwich on the hood so he could wrap both arms around him - leaning against the car, Luke standing between his legs, and his arms around his neck. And they didn’t say much, just wished each other a wonderful several days - both of them simply feeling the presence of the other, the other’s eyes and arms on them - standing together for several quiet minutes. And they kissed, long and slow, pulling each other close, breathing each other in, before they said good-bye and Reid got in his car and drove off.
And Reid went to his empty apartment and dropped off his bags before heading to the hospital with his sandwich.
And Luke brought his bags inside the farmhouse, gave his mom a quick hug, and flopped on the couch with tired, happy expression. He felt free - free to think his own thoughts and feel his own feelings. He felt free to love whom he loved, to want whom and what he wanted. He felt free to live his life - God, how long had he been longing for this freedom? Long before he even knew he was.
Much later that night, Reid came home and found Katie on the couch, asleep with Jacob in her arms. He picked Jacob up carefully, and walked into Katie’s bedroom; Jacob was a sound sleeper, and Reid knew he could have laid him in his crib straight away, but it felt good to hold the child in his arms, the way his body totally relaxed against his chest, that wonderful baby smell permeating his nostrils, his little breaths coming out all soft and content. He sat in the rocking chair and held him for a good ten minutes, feeling such a strange sense of contentment and peace - a feeling of having found a home, and he didn’t think it had all that much to do with this baby in his arms, as beautiful as he was. It was more that the way Jacob rested there - totally trusting, instinctively knowing how to need others - he personified what Reid was feeling towards his life right now. He was learning how to settle in, how to fully trust, how to need others. He was finding home, and it was starting to feel really good, and a lot less scary.
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Title: Coming Home
Genre/Type: Romance
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid, Luke/Noah, Lily/Holden, Casey, Katie, Bob, assorted little people, possibly others
Warnings: None really, except some Nuke intimacy
Summary: Luke and Noah moved to L.A. in the Summer of 2009 for Noah to do his last year of school with an internship of sorts (no Mason, no blindness, etc. Everything else in their history has happened). Reid arrived, temporarily, at Memorial in August 2010.
It’s now the fall.
Thank you Slayerkitty for being my beta!!!
Previous Chapters: 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 15/ 16/ 17/ 18/ 19/ 20/ 21/ 22/ 23/ 24/ 25/ 26/ 27/ 28/ 29/ 30/ 31/
Chapter 32
Reid was halfway between waking and sleeping, in an almost dreamlike state; he could feel the pull of awake-ness tugging at him, and he could feel the delicious pull of lips on his nipple, or was that a dream…
Luke removed his mouth from Reid’s chest and looked up at his sleeping face, watching his mouth open slightly and his tongue peek out, hearing him sigh. He lowered his head to Reid’s nipple once more, latching on and sucking - flicking it with the tip of his tongue - moaning around it. He felt Reid’s fingers thread into his hair, massaging his scalp and holding him close. He sucked it more and more before leaning over Reid’s body to find the other. His hand running up and down the side of Reid’s body, he sucked, nipped, and licked this one.
He was hard already; he’d been awake for a little while, looking at Reid, wanting him. Now, he was finding it difficult to hold back. He moved up to Reid’s neck, sucking and kissing from his collar bone up to his ear, before lapping at his ear, his panting breath causing Reid’s hands to fall to his ass, and his hips to rock slightly up off the bed.
“Morning…” Reid mumbled; his head tilted to make more room for Luke’s lips, his hand holding Luke’s hip.
Luke lifted his head, and briefly acknowledged Reid’s greeting, his eyes dark with lust, before returning to Reid’s neck, panting heavily through his kisses. “Oh, fuck Reid…” was all Luke could manage to produce.
Reid inhaled, beginning to really wake up, hands slowly caressing everywhere he could reach from where he lay. Luke moaned, so ready for any touch from Reid, even the smallest. He thrust his hard cock against Reid’s thigh, closing his eyes, and throwing his head back, delighting in the friction.
Reid finally opened his eyes - this he had to see - his beautiful young Luke lost in his own wanting, not analyzing it, just letting go. Luke kept up the steady thrusting for quite a while, his hand holding tight to Reid’s hip, until suddenly he stopped and opened his deep brown eyes, turning his heated gaze back to Reid; and then he quickly, urgently returned his mouth to Reid’s chest, furiously kissing his way down his body until he reached his cock. Then he looked at it. Reid’s eyes were fixed on Luke’s face staring hungrily at his cock, which seem to come more fully to life under the heat of his gaze. Luke licked it, with a wide tongue; and he mouthed it, growled at it; to Reid, it seemed almost as if this was an event simply between Reid’s cock and Luke - Reid was almost superfluous, an observer; he observed Luke’s seeming adoration of his cock. Then he watched Luke wrap his lips around the tip of it and suck; and inch by delicious inch, more of his cock disappeared into the sanctuary of Luke’s mouth.
Reid closed his eyes and pushed his hips off the bed, feeling more than the warmth of Luke’s lips and mouth, but also the care and reverence Luke was showering on him, on his cock. When he was fully hard, throbbing inside Luke’s mouth, beginning to thrust his hips more steadily, Luke pulled off and climbed up his body, kissing him fiercely, deeply. Then he took two of Reid’s fingers and placed them in his mouth, sucking on them. Running his tongue over and between them, pulling them deep into his mouth, he coated them with his saliva before quickly placing them at his entrance, demanding with his eyes that Reid penetrate him. And Reid really had no choice. His two fingers entered Luke, going deep, Luke leaning towards the top of the bed, so Reid could reach inside him.
Luke hissed, rocking back onto Reid’s fingers, repeatedly - eyes closing sometimes to just feel the sensations, and eyes opening again, desire flashing more strongly when his gaze met Reid’s. Reid lifted up off the pillow to lick at one of Luke’s nipples and Luke leaned down so that he could latch on. Reid sucked and his fingers fucked Luke. “Oh, Jesus, Reid…” Luke moaned. Reid slipped in a third finger and Luke ground out an exhale, tensing around them, before pulling up and then pushing back down. Reid’s finger brushed his prostate… “Fuck…yes…”
He grabbed a condom, opened it, and rolled it on to Reid’s fat cock, staring at it, so ready for it to be inside him; then he lubed it generously, hearing Reid’s sharp inhale. And slowly, their eyes on each other, Reid entered him and he lowered himself onto Reid. Luke’s mouth dropped open as he felt Reid filling him; Reid’s eyes widened as he felt Luke surround him. It was so slow, and perfect. They were still for a moment, holding each other’s gaze. Then Reid began to move, a small inclining of his hips, thrusting into Luke. Luke looked fiercely into his eyes and clenched around his cock, causing Reid to catch his breath; and Luke shook his head with an un-uh…he was in-charge right now. Leaning closer, he captured Reid’s lips, kissing them and sucking them into his mouth. “Be still,” he whispered, and he began to move up and down Reid’s cock, pulling almost all the way off before sliding back down; as he continued, his movements became smaller, his motions faster, occasionally leaning in to lick at Reid’s mouth, Reid panting back at him.
Reid so wanted to move. “Luke…Luke…” he breathed, his hands on his lover’s hips. And finally, without consciously deciding to, he moved; he thrust twice up inside Luke, the second time finding the right angle and brushing his prostate.
Luke’s mouth dropped open with a sudden inhale, his eyes widened, and he began to lose control. With a small nod, he silently begged Reid to do that again. Reid slowly brushed across it again. Luke softly sang his name and Reid did it once more. “Jesus.” Reid lubed his hand and took a hold of Luke’s cock, pumping it slowly; and a steady rhythm began, Luke rocking back onto Reid’s cock, Reid thrusting into him and strongly pulling on Luke’s cock…“Reid I’m…Oh God I’m…oh fuck…” and Reid thrust up into Luke, his free hand holding his hip, his feet pushing against the mattress as leverage, going deeply inside him, several times, their faces so close together. And Luke came first, spilling between them, contracting around Reid’s cock, pulling his orgasm from him.
Luke was draped across Reid’s chest, their breathing beginning to return to normal, and he heard Reid let out a small breathy smile…he could actually hear Reid smiling. “What?” he asked contentedly.
“That’s definitely one of my favorite ways to wake up.” Reid responded. Luke laughed quietly.
Leaning up on one elbow, he smiled sexily at Reid and said, “mine, too.” His eyes lingered on Reid’s beautiful body, not quite ready for another round, but tempted by the thought. Then he heard Reid’s stomach rumble. Raising an eyebrow at him, he asked, “breakfast?”
“Yesss. Another one of my favorite ways to wake up.” Reid’s eyes lit up. “Whad’ya got planned, Snyder?”
“Me? I made breakfast yesterday; it’s your turn.” Luke smirked, swatting his hip.
“Oh.” Reid was disappointed, never very impressed by his own breakfast making attempts. “Okay, um…cereal? Eggs? I can do eggs…do we have eggs?”
“Yes, master chef, we have eggs. Bread even.” He ran his hands up Reid’s sides. “And I might even let you out of bed.” Reid looked back into his eyes with a smirk, and Luke heard that stomach growl again. He climbed out of bed, pulling Reid up. “Okay, I’ll let you eat first, I guess.”
They got loosely dressed and tended to the fire and food. They drank their coffee and ate their eggs and toast standing at the counter staring at each other.
Luke sighed.
“Hmmm?” Reid asked.
“Mornings…” Luke said. “With you…they’re like a new event in my life, something I’ve never experienced. It’s like I never knew what mornings were…they certainly weren’t like this.”
Reid stepped close to him and stood next to him against the counter, holding his hand. “And what are they like…mornings with me?”
Luke smiled and thought. “Sweet, sexy…playful, and wonderful…” and he looked seriously into Reid’s eyes… “…happy.”
Reid turned and cupped his cheek - and kissed him - and then looked into his eyes, which said all Luke needed to hear. Reid was happy, too. “Do you know what…Luke?” Luke looked back at him. “I’m pretty fond of evenings with you as well…” and he caressed his cheek… “…and afternoons.” And Luke’s heart swelled in his chest, that feeling of floating away coming over him again. And he held on tight to Reid, arms around his waist, pulling him flush against him, and kissed him back.
“Come.” Luke said quietly.
“Where?”
“To shower with me before we have to go.” Reid smiled softly and followed him.
As they drove back to Oakdale later that morning, they talked about their weeks. Reid was going to be pretty busy - lots of consults, and some not-so-challenging surgeries, and a meeting with the architects. Luke had a couple meetings at the foundation, was going to do some writing, and also help his parents and grandma get the farm ready for Thanksgiving.
“Do you have plans for Thanksgiving?” he asked Reid.
“I think I have to work…in the morning.”
“Would you like to have dinner with me…and my family, that evening?”
Reid nodded his head. He somehow couldn’t make the words come out. He’d had dinner with Luke’s family before, but still he felt nervous. He wasn’t sure why.
Luke could see he was nervous. “You don’t have to, you know. It’s not some sort of requirement.” He smiled over at Reid. “They’re my family, not yours. And if you and I don’t see each other that day, it’s not the end of the world.” He did not want Reid to feel guilted into this, or obligated. There’d been enough guilt in his relationship with Noah to last him a lifetime.
Reid smiled a bit at how Luke was trying to put him at ease. “I don’t know why I feel nervous about it. Maybe it’s cause I want them to like me…I’m not sure. I’m not…fond of crowds. But even so, nerves and all, I know that when next Thursday comes around and everyone is gathering around turkey dinners…I’m gonna want to be where you are.” Luke took his hand. “So, I might as well say yes now.”
They drove most of the rest of the way in relative silence, both of them just wanting to savor the other’s presence before they got back and didn’t see as much of each other.
As Reid approached the farm, he spoke again. “Would you like to spend Friday night with me?”
“Yes.”
“Katie and Jacob will probably be there.”
“Of course.” There was nothing that would keep Luke away.
“And I actually won’t be home until kinda late…like ten, but…”
“Okay.”
“Yeah? I mean, I’m at least not on-call, and I don’t have to be back at the hospital until the afternoon on Saturday, so…” Reid wondered why he was rambling.
“Sounds wonderful.” And Luke meant it.
When they pulled in to the drive, Luke was surprised when Reid got out. Luke grabbed his bags and walked up to where Reid stood next to the hood of the car. He handed Reid a sandwich. “Hmmm?” Reid asked.
“You only have a couple hours before your shift starts, and I kinda wanted to feed you one last time…well, not last time, but…”
“I know what you meant.” Reid smiled, putting an arm around his waist and pulling him close. “Thank you.” He put the sandwich on the hood so he could wrap both arms around him - leaning against the car, Luke standing between his legs, and his arms around his neck. And they didn’t say much, just wished each other a wonderful several days - both of them simply feeling the presence of the other, the other’s eyes and arms on them - standing together for several quiet minutes. And they kissed, long and slow, pulling each other close, breathing each other in, before they said good-bye and Reid got in his car and drove off.
And Reid went to his empty apartment and dropped off his bags before heading to the hospital with his sandwich.
And Luke brought his bags inside the farmhouse, gave his mom a quick hug, and flopped on the couch with tired, happy expression. He felt free - free to think his own thoughts and feel his own feelings. He felt free to love whom he loved, to want whom and what he wanted. He felt free to live his life - God, how long had he been longing for this freedom? Long before he even knew he was.
Much later that night, Reid came home and found Katie on the couch, asleep with Jacob in her arms. He picked Jacob up carefully, and walked into Katie’s bedroom; Jacob was a sound sleeper, and Reid knew he could have laid him in his crib straight away, but it felt good to hold the child in his arms, the way his body totally relaxed against his chest, that wonderful baby smell permeating his nostrils, his little breaths coming out all soft and content. He sat in the rocking chair and held him for a good ten minutes, feeling such a strange sense of contentment and peace - a feeling of having found a home, and he didn’t think it had all that much to do with this baby in his arms, as beautiful as he was. It was more that the way Jacob rested there - totally trusting, instinctively knowing how to need others - he personified what Reid was feeling towards his life right now. He was learning how to settle in, how to fully trust, how to need others. He was finding home, and it was starting to feel really good, and a lot less scary.
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