Just a Nice November

Lucus came back into the room with a couple of hot chocolates in his hands. He gave one to Paul, and one to me. We uttered a "thanks" as he went back into the kitchen to join the kids.

"Why do you think a nice guy like that would desert?" Paul said as he stirred the spoon around in his mug. "He totally is your true love. I swear, you're fucked up to even think for a minute you and him don't belong together, nevermind have second thoughts two months before the wedding."

"I know." I frowned before sipping some of the hot chocolate (they call it hot for a reason. I think I burnt my tongue.). "I am the worst."

"Barry," Paul said, "You're totally nuts! You've got a life everyone wishes they had and you don't seem to see that! You've got a perfect house, a nice car, a fiance that adores you, children that love you, and a great job; and why can't you admit to yourself you've got everything, just because you're scared shitless over a wedding."

"I shouldn't be acting this way, though. I feel terrible for getting second thoughts."

Paul stopped stirring around his spoon and took a sip of the hot chocolate. "Listen to yourself. You're starting to sound all 'woe is me', but it's not the end of the world. Get your act together and be a smart person for once in your life."

I nodded. "I will."

Lucus came into the room with Joseph in his arms, and Charlie beside him, holding onto his and, assuming to be, Joseph's hot chocolates. Charlie sat infront of the coffee table and placed down both the cups. Lucus placed Joseph next to his brother and smiled at them.

"I will be right back." And thus he walked back into the kitchen again. He didn't disappear for long, for he came back a moment later with his own hot chocolate and a bag of marshmallows. He sat beside the kids and placed down the items in his hands on the coffee table. "There we go." He glanced up between me and Paul. "You two can help yourselves to marshmallows if you want some.

Paul shook his head. "No thanks."

"I'm fine." I carefully bent down and kissed Lucus' cheek. "But thank you, darling."

Lucus smiled. "You are very welcome."

We all sat in the living room drinking our hot chocolates (of course, Lucus made the kids' drinks cooler than ours, and of course Lucus helped Joseph drink his, since he's still so young.) and had some nice conversation once in a while. But what I enjoyed about this moment the most was just being able to spend some time together with the people I care about; yes, that even includes Paul. Although, I kinda was hoping I could meet Paul's new boyfriend, but I didn't wanna mention it now. Sides, I surely will get to meet him at the wedding, that is, if they both come. I don't see why not, though.

_-_-_-_-_-4:30PM—November 13th, 2016-_-_-_-_-_

"Lucus," I chirped, "where are you?" I walked into the house and removed my jacket, placing it on the coat rack. I walked into the kitchen and didn't find him. I continued my search into the bedroom, but he wasn't there either. But when I noticed the bathroom door was opened to a crack, I couldn't help but peek inside.

"Lucus?"

I found Lucus leaning against the sink counter looking kinda sick-like. He looked like he'd just thrown up or like he was about to.

"Honey? Are you okay?" I stood next to him and rubbed his back.

"Mm-hm." He nodded. "I just do not feel too good all of a sudden..."

I frowned and kissed his cheek. "My poor baby..." I hugged him from behind, with my arms wrapped around his waist and my head rested on his shoulder. "Do you need to lie down, Lucy?"

Lucus was silent for a moment. "No, I will be alright." I could see in the mirror his fake little smile crossing his lips, but I wasn't falling for it. I decided to give into his wishes for now, though (sides, I can point and say "TOLD YA SO" later, y'know?).

"I am sorry," he said, "I do not mean to cause you any trouble... I am troubling you."

"Naw," I smiled. "You're not troubling me at all. I'm just being overly-paranoid again, aren't I?"

"Yes. I believe you are."

When I was convinced that Lucus was fine, I lead him to the bedroom and laid him under the covers, cuddling next to him. We kissed passionately and our tongues were playing some games in his mouth. The touch of his smooth-skinned hand on my waist felt nice and warm, and my hand was being naughty and gripped at his sexy ass. A cute little moan escaped from his lips as my mouth went from his to his neck, kissing it romantically.

"Barry..." Lucus moaned.

I smirked into his eyes and kissed him. "I love you, Lucus."

He smiled. "And I love you too."

"And Barrette loves Lucy, too."

"BARRY!" he giggled at my reference to our cocks.

"Aw, you know what I'm sayin', so stop actin' like it's a crime."

"Barry. The kids might hear you..."

"They won't."

"What if they do?"

"Oh well." I smirked. "We'll have to think of something."

Before we could continue, there was a knock at the door. Shit. I know who that is... Dammit.

"Daddy... Luuucus... what're you two doing in there? You woke me and Joseph up."

"You mean 'Joseph and I', Charlie." Lucus corrected his grammar.

I sighed and got out of the bed in unison with Lucus. The two of us brushed ourselves off like nothing ever happened and opened the bedroom door. Charlie smiled at us like he knew a secret he wouldn't tell.

"What?" I asked curiously.

He smirked. "Nothing." The lavender haired child of mine then skipped off, probably to find some toy to play with. Lucus and I went to take Joseph out of his crib, and he looked wide awake and had a warm grin on his face.

"Hey there, sleepy head." I cooed. "Rise and shine."

Joseph yawned lightly and eyed Lucus, who was standing beside me, and his face lit up. He made a cute little noise as if trying to say Lucus' name, "Lll".

Lucus smiled. "That is right. I am here too. Hello, Joseph."

We took him into the kitchen and got out his bottle and fed him some. I clung to Lucus' arm slightly as I watched him cradle my baby in his arms. Life is sweet.