Jackson and Aaron were having dinner in the Woolpack with Paddy and Rhona, who was now showing a baby bump. All of them, except Aaron, were engrossed in discussion about the new baby as they tucked into the hot meals.
"We've decided to call the baby James." Rhona told an interested Jackson.
"Aw, that's a lovely name." Jackson smiled. "Never get's old, that one."
"That's why we picked it." Rhona smiled back before shovelling more food into her mouth. "And of course, you two will be Uncle Jackson and Uncle Aaron to the little fella."
"As an Uncle to him, I plan to spoil him rotten." Jackson told Rhona as she rubbed her bump.
Aaron was leaning back in his seat listening to them continue to talk about the baby Rhona was expecting soon. Jackson loved kids and sometimes Aaron wondered if he ever thought about having any. Of course Aaron had never considered kids, he was far too young and irresponsible, and he could only just manage to look after himself. The one thing in his life he cared about that he had looked after he'd ended up killing him, Clyde. He was not father material. Hearing Jackson run on to Rhona about kids, Aaron knew Jackson would be great dad one day. He was caring, selfless and understanding.
"Right, should I get us another round in?" Paddy asked jumping to his feet.
"Yeah sure, why not? None of us have work tomorrow." Jackson agreed.
"Same again?" Paddy checked, receiving a nod from everyone before ordering the drinks from Bob.
"Cheer up." Jackson teased Aaron. "You've barely said anything all evening."
"Not a big baby fan." Aaron told him sarcastically.
"Hmm. I don't know." Jackson joked. "I think you are."
"What's there to like? Screaming? Crying? Dirty nappys? A life time's commitment." Aaron replied.
"They're not all about that." Rhona chipped in.
"Oh yes they are." Aaron said leaving no room for argument.
Jackson and Aaron stayed in the pub longer than Rhona and Paddy, following them home a couple of hours later and several more pints of beer later. At the bottom of the stairs, Jackson placed his hands on Aaron's hips and pushed him back against the front door with a light thud. They were trying to be as quiet as they could be, when they realised they had come home to a silent and dark house. Jackson's tongue traced Aaron's lips tasting the alcohol that still lingered, before their lips touched once more and they kissed passionately. Aaron pulled away at the thought of a woken Paddy descending the stairs and finding them both locked against each other, or even worse Rhona.
"Upstairs." Aaron managed to say before Jackson covered his mouth once more, hungrily.
They managed to stumble up the stairs without waking anybody. Aaron sat on the edge of the bed as Jackson stood over him, straddling his legs, clasping his hands either side of Aaron's face and kissed him again, more hungrily this time as Aaron slipped his hands slowly up Jackson's grey t-shirt. Only pulling away to allow each other to catch their breaths while Aaron pulled Jackson's top off and flung it behind them. One soft nudge by Jackson, Aaron was lying on his back with Jackson leaning over him, a hand either side of Aaron's head to prevent him from putting all his weight on him. Jackson's silver necklace ticked Aaron's neck as it dangled above him from his lover's neck. Jackson's face was an inch from Aaron's, as they stared in to one and other's eyes, mischievous grins tugging at their mouths.