Saeyoung sat quietly as he gazed around at the stained glass windows of the church. It had been an admittedly long time since he had last been in a holy place like this. The lighting was soft, early morning as it was, and the air was cool. The church was smaller than most, hidden away in the large city, but he preferred it that way. It reminded him of the church V and Rika had gotten him baptized at. Such memories were tainted, but they were still sweet to him. So much pain had been caused by his meeting of V and Rika, but in the end it had all worked out. He had learned from you that it was better to remember the good things rather than the bad ones. It worked out well enough for you, so Saeyoung was willing to give it a shot.
For the most part the church was empty of anybody inside of it. There was another person sitting among the rows, and he had seen the pastor as moving around earlier, but nobody bothered each other. He liked that about churches. He could be alone without really being alone if he wanted to. He felt closer to God there. That was why he had entered the church, soaking in the peaceful morning.
He breathed in deeply and then sighed, tilting his head back as he slid down to his knees. Then he bowed his head and closed his eyes before he began to murmur to himself. "It's been a long time since I've been here. Sorry about that. Going to church hasn't been a habit of mine in a long time. I hope you don't mind." He paused briefly before continuing, "I'm not sure what to really say. Is V up there with you? Is he happy? I'm sure his eyes are only on Rika wherever she is. Tell him I said hello . . . and that we all miss him."
He sighed gently. I guess I can only thank you. They say that you plan out our stories beforehand. Something that people call our destiny. I don't know if you do, but you gave me a wild ride. You really made me earn my name. But in the end, I'm glad you did. Thank you for bringing me the person I needed in my life. The beautiful lady who reunited me with my brother and saved both of our lives. God . . . you gave me what I've always wanted. And now . . ." Crap, he was tearing up a bit. He couldn't bring himself to be ashamed, but he had to laugh a bit at himself. His forehead rested against the back of the pew in front of him. "Now I have two little ones on the way. You're, haha, you're really trying to make things up to me . . . aren't you?" He wiped at the wetness in his eyes.
"Please . . . continue to watch over us, but especially over my family. Lord, as long as they're happy I will be as well. Please let our children be born healthy. It's all I ask for, if you're willing to listen to one last request."
Saeyoung felt a hand gently touch his shoulder, so he peeked open an eye to see you standing there. Saeran stood behind you, gazing around him with curious eyes. You smiled apologetically and held up your hands. "Sorry, did I interrupt you?" You asked quietly.
"I was done anyway. Nothing I can't continue in private." He reassured you, climbing back to his feet. "What are you doing here? I was going to come back before you woke up." He was feeling particularly sentimental that morning. His hand came up to stroke your cheek before he cupped it. Your eyelids lowered, eyes jumping from his eyes to his lips and back again. He grinned knowingly and pecked your lips before pressing a firmer kiss to your forehead.
"It's already midmorning." Saeran pointed out, finally finished with looking around and instead turning to his brother. "We've been awake for a good hour." Saeyoung blinked. Oh, he must have been praying longer than he had thought. That would explain the sore knees.
He motioned for you both to move back out of the pews and followed you, supporting your arm as needed so you could get your growing belly clear of the pews. "Ohh~ Really? Well . . . Why don't we go have a late breakfast then?"
"Brunch! I'm starving!" You agreed cheerfully. "I'm eating for three, so I get to eat three times as much!"
"I'm starting to wonder how much of your stomach is child and how much is food." Saeran muttered, and Saeyoung had to cover his mouth before he could laugh too loudly. You gave the sassy twin a small push in the back.
"It's half and half." You confessed with a grin. You turned back to Saeyoung, walking backwards. Automatically the brothers moved to be both in front and behind you in case you stumbled. Saeyoung made sure to grab your hands while you marched backwards. "Are you sure we didn't bother you?" You asked, squeezing his hands. "We can wait for you if you want to keep going."
"It's fine." Saeyoung didn't have much else he had to say. He had arrived at the church more for the sensation rather than because it made him feel closer to God. One day he would have a proper communion and rediscover the comforting feeling of group prayer, but for now he was fine the way he was. It had worked for him so far over the years, after all. "Turn around already, jeez! Knowing you, you'll trip."
"Worry-wart!" You stuck your tongue out at him but listened and turned around. He didn't let go of your hands, which caused him to end up wrapping his arms around your shoulders from behind. It was a bit awkward walking down the stairs outside like that together, but he was fine with it. He found himself grinning with delight, gazing at how his family looked in the sunlight. He couldn't wait for the newest editions to join. He wondered if he would be able to get them baptized and if you would be okay with it.
For now, though, he turned his attention to his brother. "Hey Saeran, I know a place that has chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream~!"