one night

George's birthday & a secret.

The house was perfect for the three of them. Missing the green walls in Greyson's nursery but it was perfect.

A clawfoot white bathtub, a dreamy plush bed with a lavender comforter [one that George balked at and made YN laugh], a cozy library with the shelves filled up sky high with most of YN books [amazing George how many books she had], loads of extra empty shelves for anything George wanted to add.

A nice kitchen ready to have Greyson's thrown food on the grey painted walls, doorways and ceilings big enough for George to walk through, a clean white nursery with a cot right in the middle and a nice big pool.

"Did good ya little gremlin." George pulled her close at that, kissing her head and made her smile.

Looking up at him she squeezed his chin, "I'm glad you like it. But I wouldn't count on my friends not having made spare keys while they were helping move us in."

Yes they had Molly and all her hoards of friends to thank for moving them in and their house being ready for when they came back, and seeing George's boxes from England untouched and waiting for him in their room he had an ounce of love for them and their respect for him.

"As long as they knock I'm fine with it." George said, a smile on his lips as he rested his head on her shoulder.

YN didn't have the nerve to tell him he'd probably regret that when he finds them in their house in the late afternoon when they were bored and wanted to hang out.

But she figured another time.

Molly, her brother and Chris had left soon after, leaving with a kiss to Greyson's head and a ask to text them when they were wanting some visitors.

But now it was just the three of them in their quiet, more spacious house.

"We should go to sleep." YN whispered, looking up at the taller man, "Before he wakes up and decides sleep was just a sick joke he played on us."

Laughing at that he nodded, "Let's go to bed, can finally get a good nights sleep after being on flights all damn week."

-

The next day George found YN furrowing her brows over her phone, Greyson down for a nap.

"What's the furrowed brow about?" George asked, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, kissing her cheek in hello.

Cupping his face she smiled vaguely before saying with a frown, "Just the to do list of promotion and interviews I have scheduled for the upcoming week."

"You have to do all of that?" George asked, looking amazed at the line up of interviews and promotions she had.

"I do, most of them interviews at night as well." Looking to him she asked, "You think you can handle the night shift for a couple days?"

He was nervous but he nodded, kissing her head "Yeah, he is my son shouldn't be a problem."

"Might not be home for a while with everything I've got in line, and I've got fittings today for all the wardrobe changes I've got to do for them." Looking at him she bit her lip, "You're sure you don't mind? I can ask Molly if she can come help supervise."

"No, love I can handle it." Grabbing a water out of the fridge he said with a wink, "I can play a proper stay at home dad for a couple days, promise." 

-

And so he watched in amazement as clothing racks came in the house, followed by makeup artists and hair stylist and hearing his name being called, he grabbed Greyson up and headed into their room, seeing YN with painted red lips and a black dress.