As the title suggests, this is a really really short story, the shortest I've ever written, in fact. Just a short Bravid drabble to get the TNN community back up and running. This takes place about a month after Sawyer Collins is born. Enjoy? Yeah, sure.

I do not own The New Normal. Well actually, nobody does now. Do I even need a disclaimer anymore? Whatever.

Bryan closed the bedroom door, exhausted after spending the day with his little baby boy. He found David laying on their bed, flipping through a book, patiently awaiting Bryan's arrival. "How's Sawyer?" he asked, looking up from the book and sliding the glasses off his nose.

"Sound asleep," Bryan replied with a sense of relief. He collapsed onto his side of the bed with a content smile on his face. He glanced over at David. "He's beautiful."

David set the book down on the side table and laid down next to his husband, his arms wrapping around Bryan. "He is, isn't he?"

"He got his looks from you," Bryan cooed. This got him a little kiss on the nose. "I mean it, David. He looks so much like you. He's gonna be the third most handsome man on the planet one day."

David chuckled softly while looking into Bryan's eyes. "The third most handsome? And who would the first two be?"

Bryan smiled presumptuously. "Well the first is pretty damn obvious," he murmured while looking into his partner's eyes. David smiled lovingly back, but that smile was reversed when Bryan revealed his answer. "Me." David hit his chest lightly. "Hey, hey! You were the second, Daddy David."

"You're just so full of yourself," David said, a tad bit annoyed but still happy. "I love you, you arrogant boy" he mumbled.

Bryan smiled. "I love you, too," he whispered as he pressed his lips into David's softly. His hands cupped David's face while David's wrapped around Bryan's neck. "Hey," Bryan mumbled with a smirk, "you know what we haven't done in a long time?"

"What?"

"This." Bryan rolled on top of David and straddled him, hands on his chest, then roughly forced his tongue into his husband's mouth. David was in shock at first and didn't reciprocate, but he soon melted into the embrace of his lover.

A few minutes later, Bryan started to work on removing David's shirt, but David resisted as his father-mode kicked in. "No, Bry, we can't do this right now. Sawyer's sleeping in the next room over."

"Exactly," Bryan said while working on David's belt. "He's asleep. So we stay quiet, and he won't hear a thing." David wanted to resist, he really did, but it was hard with Bryan's hands removing his belt and pulling down the zipper of his jeans. He finally gave in, reached up, and discarded of Bryan's shirt.

Things were getting heated. Their lips were attached as Bryan reached into the drawer of his nightstand in search of something. Bryan's hands ripped open a package, but he stopped in his tracks-

"Waaaaaahhhhh!" could be heard from outside the bedroom door. Bryan rolled off of David as the two caught their breath and looked at each other, disappointedly and slightly disbelieving. It was Baby Sawyer.

Bryan looked over at David with a hopeful grin. "You're turn."