Mr Always Right (MxM)

Thirty four

Listen. I'm probably pulling details about Wilams schooling out of absolutely nowhere but it's convenient to the plot sooooo ya.

"I like it here" Wil said smiling as we wandered through the boarding school.

"I'm glad buddy and we can get you all settled in here real soon" Xan said leading our boy down the hallways.

"Sounds good to me, they have hot chicks here" Wil beamed. Boys. Disgusting creatures.

"Hot chicks that are much older than you" I point out.

"I like a challenge" he shrugged.

"Boys are stupid sunshine" I whispered to my sleepy daughter who was slowly closing her eyes on my shoulder.

The school is amazing. Wil is going to have a personal tutor, supplied by the school, then after that they'll allow him to come to classes with other students and start boarding. And to make it better it's not like normal schools where they have kids of a certain age together in a grade. The classes are small and the students age varies because they acknowledge that these kids work at different paces and will progress faster than some so if your kid is progressing and isn't gaining from the class anymore they're moved to the next class until they're at A levels which is- something. I forget what it is.

Of course Wil will be the oldest in his class but that's okay because it'll allow him to learn communication skills with younger kids but he'll also be making a lot of friends who are his age and older than him.

In short, I'm optimistic about where this is going.

But in a short while I'll cry that he's leaving me and I'm not ready because legally he's not mine yet and I can't deal with that. But that's Xanders problem really.

My mood swings, cravings and sore body are all Xanders problem because the pregnancy is really all his fault.

It's still early but I'm elated. I'm getting a son and a baby. How lucky am I?

We walked through the place one more time then decided it was a good time to go home and call it quits for the day and we did. It was shocking. All of us were in our sweatpants, lying on the couch with individual bags of chips, under blankets and we were watching Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir like cool kids.

"When are we going to tell people?" I whispered to Xan. We were cuddled up. He was lying on the couch and I was lying on him.

"Isn't the rule first trimester?" He whispered back. His hands have been slowly rubbing circles into my tummy for hours now, I don't think he realised but it's completely fine because it made me more aware of the life growing inside me.

This baby is our miracle. I feel myself slipping out of the grasp of my depression with every breathe I take because I realised that every breathe I take brings my baby closer to living and it brings our family closer.

"Can we wait longer?" I asked biting my lip.

"Sure my angel, but why?"

"You know... just in case?"

He stopped breathing and his face didn't move at all. His eyes locked away his thoughts and emotions so I couldn't read him. Even his hand that was rubbing my tummy stopped but his clutch on my shirts back tightened.

"I'm sorry" I mumbled kissing his jaw when he exhaled in a long sigh.

"It's not your fault... it never was" he said with his voice stone cold but his words were comforting.

"I know but-"

"I'll do a better job of protecting you this time. I'll keep both of you safe this time."

"If it wasn't my fault, it wasn't yours."

"It's my job to protect you. It's in my vows" he smiled then lifted my hand with my wedding ring on it to kiss it softly "and I have to honour them."

"I hate you Xander Talisker" I said with tears whelming in my eyes "Don't you know better than to make pregnant people cry?"

And so I cried for hours and he held me and took care of everything for me because that's how he is.

That's how we are and how we'll remain till death do us part.