By the next week, Spencer's chicken pox was all gone and he couldn't have been happier to get back to school. Ian kissed his forehead when they dropped him off. "Have a good day, Spencer."
"Bye Daddy!"
"Bye." Ian smiled as he watched their son run into the school. He was so happy he felt better. And he could finally go to work.
When he got back to the salon, there was so much to catch up on. Near the end of the day, he felt kind of fuzzy. His allergies must've been acting up. When he got home, he kissed his husband's cheek softly. As he grabbed a glass for water, Ian let out a loud sneeze. "Ugh. I've been doing this all day."
"Are you okay?.." Bryan asked, walking over.
Ian nodded. "I think it's just allergies."
Bryan cupped his cheeks, his eyebrows knitting together. "Oh my god.." he moved a hand to his forehead. "Baby, you're burning up..."
"What? Bryan, I feel fine. It's probably a cold."
"Go sit down.." Bryan said softly. Ian sighed as he sat. Bryan got their Winnie the Pooh thermometer out and brought it over. "Lift up your tongue."
"Really?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Bryan said, putting his hands on his hips. Ian fought the urge to laugh as he rolled his eyes and put the thermometer in. Bryan looked at his watch as he waited for the beep. Once it went off he shook his head. "One-Oh-Two.. You have a fever.."
"I don't feel like I do. I'll be fine."
"Ian.." Bryan sighed. "Stay home tomorrow.. For me?"
"Let's see how I feel in the morning. I'll let you check again."
"You don't just have a fever for no reason!" Bryan groaned.
"I will let you play doctor and if you think I should stay by how I am in the morning then I will."
Bryan crossed his arms. "Fine.."
"Thank you." Ian sighed. "My fucking head hurts."
"Let me get you some ibuprofen." Bryan said, walking to the medicine cabinet. Ian thanked him when he returned and took the medicine. Bryan sat next to him and took his face in his hands again. "Baby.." he sighed, looking worried.
"Yeah?"
"You're really hot.."
"Not as hot as you." Ian grinned before turning and giving a loud cough.
Bryan frowned, pulling Ian into his arms. "Oh my god.."
Ian sighed as he let Bryan hold him.
"Ian Taylor, quit being such a baby and let me baby you.."
"I'm letting you hold me. How am I resisting?"
"Because you're sighing and insisting you're fine.."
"I am fine. But this feels good."
Bryan giggled, kissing his forehead.
"I need to change.."
"Okay.." Bryan smiled.
Ian stood and slowly undressed before grabbing some pajama pants. Bryan grabbed a blanket and made a spot for Ian on the couch. Ian pouted when he came back out. "Are you kicking me out of our room?"
"No.. I just want you to relax while I make dinner." Bryan giggled.
"I'm not really hungry."
"I'll make soup.."
"Alright." Ian said as he laid down.
Bryan kissed his forehead sweetly. "Do you need anything?.."
Ian shook his head. "I'm okay. Where's Spencer? He's usually out here as soon as I walk in."
"He's staying with Skyler tonight."
Ian nodded. "I'll just lay here."
"Good.." Bryan giggled. Ian turned over and flipped through the tv channels. Bryan made Ian some soup and brought it over to him on a tray.
"Thank you, babe." Ian said softly.
Bryan pressed a soft kiss to his neck. "You're welcome."
Ian ate slowly. He really wasn't hungry but he didn't want to upset Bryan. When he saw Ian had enough he took the bowl and laid on the couch with him, letting him lay back against his chest. Ian laid his head back against Bryan's shoulders and closed his eyes, trying to relax.
"What do you need baby?" Bryan asked softly, rubbing over his chest sweetly.
"Just you." Ian whispered.
Bryan rested his lips against Ian's temple. "How are you feeling?"
"Exhausted."
"Sleep." Bryan whispered softly.
"Do you want to go to bed?" Ian asked.
"If you do.."
Ian nodded slowly.
Bryan picked Ian up and carried him to the bedroom.
"I forgot how good it feels when you carry me."
Bryan smiled. "You usually won't give me a chance."
"I don't know. I never really thought about it. I like it though."
"Good. You'll let me do it more often.." Bryan said as he laid Ian down.
Ian nodded. "I will."
Bryan covered him up before climbing in next to him.
"Thank you, Bryan.."
"You're welcome baby.."
Ian curled up to Bryan and sighed softly.
"I'm sorry you don't feel well.." Bryan whispered.
"It's okay.."
"It'll go away tomorrow.." Bryan smiled.
"I hope so." Ian nodded
Bryan kissed him softly.
"I love you."
"I love you too. Get some sleep."
Ian snuggled up to his husband and let sleep take him.
The next morning, Ian woke up scratching his sides. He hated the new sheets Bryan got.. They made him so itchy. He groaned loudly as he sat up, rubbing his eyes. What the hell? His face itched too.. Did Bryan switch detergents?
"Babe.." Ian sighed. "Bryan.."
"Hmm?.." Bryan grunted.
"I think I'm allergic to whatever you used for the sheets."
"It's the same stuff as always.." He mumbled.
an groaned as he got up. "I'm going to shower."
"Mhm.." Bryan hummed, already half asleep again.
Ian's eyes went wide as he saw himself in the mirror. There were little red blisters all over his body. "Bryan?!"
"The toilet paper is under the sink!"
"No! I fucking got chickenpox!" Ian yelled.
Bryan shot up. "What?!"
Ian came back into the bedroom and sighed.
"Oh my god, baby.." Bryan sighed.
"Damn it!" Ian groaned, kicking a pile of clothes.
"Baby, relax, okay?.. It's only for a week... O-Or two."
"I have to work. And I'm all fucking itchy."
"You can't work.."
"That's why I'm so pissed!"
"Can you work from home?" Bryan asked.
"Yeah." Ian sighed.
Bryan stood and rubbed over his shoulders. "See?.. It's going to be okay."
Ian nodded slowly. "This sucks."
Bryan swatted his hand away as he started to scratch.
"Babe, it itches.."
"You'll hurt yourself! Come on. I'll give you some lotion."
"Alright.."
Bryan grabbed the lotion and started rubbing over Ian's back, chest and shoulders. Ian grabbed his phone and sent a mass email to his employees. Bryan sighed as Ian groaned , pulling away as Bryan tried to rub the lotion over his face.
"You need this, babe." Bryan said softly.
"It feels gross and it's- ugh! Making it worse!"
"No it isn't. It'll make it better. Now stop."
"Ugh!" Ian growled, squeezing his eyes shut.
"Big baby." Bryan teased.
"Nuh uh!"
"Yes you are."
Ian sighed, letting him rub it on him.
"It'll get better. I promise."
"I hate this.." Ian sighed.
"I know." Bryan said softly.
"And you won't have sex with me will you?.." Ian sighed.
"Sorry but no." Bryan laughed.
"Why not?" Ian groaned.
"You won't even enjoy it."
"You don't know that." Ian pouted.
"You're not well and scratchy."
Ian flopped face first onto his pillow.
"Oh my god. Don't pout at me."
Ian just whined into the pillow.
"Ian."
Ian turned his head, looking over at him. "Okay.."
"When you're better, okay?" Bryan said softly.
"Okay.."
"Do you need anything?"
"Kisses..." Ian mumbled Bryan chuckled as he leaned down and kissed Ian. Ian hummed softly, cupping Bryan's cheek.
"You're so cute.."
"Not cute."
"Yes you are."
Ian sighed, scratching at his lower back.
"Be careful." Bryan said seriously.
"I don't feel good.." Ian sighed, moving his hand.
"I know baby.."
He rolled onto his back and looked up at Bryan. "I love you.."
"I love you so much."
Ian gave a light smile before curling up in the blankets.
"Want to watch a movie?" Bryan asked.
Ian nodded lightly. Bryan grabbed one of Ian's favorite comedies and put it on the tv in their room.
"When is Spencer coming home?.." Ian asked softly.
"This afternoon."
"I miss him.." Ian mumbled.
"I know. Me too, sweetie." Bryan said as he held Ian close. Ian was so warm, Bryan felt terrible, but at least he let him baby him. "Can I make you some soup? Or anything?"
"Just hold me.."
Bryan kissed Ian's neck and pulled himself closer. Ian hummed softly. Bryan rubbed his husband's side.
"God, I feel even worse that Spencer had to deal with this."
"I know. If I could have taken it for both of you, I would."
"No.. You've already had it. "
"I know. But I hated seeing our baby like that. And now you. I just want to make it better.."
"You are.. I love you holding me like this."
Bryan smiled at Ian's words. "I'm glad it's helping."
"I love you.."
"I love you too, beautiful."
"You smell like lavender.."
"It's my new soap." Bryan giggled.
"S'good.." Ian hummed.
"Do you have blisters everywhere?"
"My fucking face and chest.. Back.. Arms. The back of my calves."
"Anywhere else?" Bryan asked.
"I don't know. Check." Ian giggled.
"Turn over."
Ian sighed, doing as he was told. Bryan pulled the covers down and smiled as he carefully slid Ian's pants down. Ian lifted his hips, watching his boyfriend. Bryan gingerly took Ian's member into his hand and pretended to inspect. "Hmm.."
"Anything?.." Ian asked.
"I don't know.." Bryan sighed dramatically. "I think we might need to remove it.."
"What?" Ian laughed, sitting up on his elbows.
Bryan giggled. "Looks fine."
"How convenient.." Ian smiled.
"How's that?" Bryan asked, biting his lip as he pumped Ian slowly.
Ian gasped quietly. "Oh my god.."
"They say sex can get rid of a headache and lower stress.."
"I thought you didn't want to have sex with me.." Ian said.
"I never said I didn't want to. But I'm not." Bryan said as he tightened his grip. "Doesn't mean I won't touch you."
Ian let out a small moan. "Fuck..."
Bryan leaned in and pressed a kiss on Ian's lips. "Feel good?"
"Yeah.." Ian gasped.
"Lay back, baby. Relax." Bryan said softly as he kneeled down, his breath ghosting over the tip of Ian's cock. Ian did as he was told, his hips thrusting up in the slightest.
"Eager." Bryan chuckled before licking the head.
"Fuck.. Your mouth is perfect.."
Bryan hummed as he sank down around him. Ian moaned quietly, looking down at him. Bryan locked eyes with Ian as he bobbed his head quickly.
"Baby...More.."
Bryan closed his eyes as he sucked harder.
Ian was already on edge. "B-Bryan.."
Bryan reached up and took Ian's hand. Ian's stomach tightened as he started to come. Bryan squeezed Ian's hand as he swallowed all of him. Ian closed his eyes, whining quietly as he came down. Bryan pulled off with a pop and smiled. "You look like you could use a nap."
"Yeah.." Ian breathed out, smiling.
"Get some rest baby."
"Mmkay.."
"I'm going to do some cleaning." Bryan said softly.
"Thank you, baby.." Ian said quietly.
"For blowing you?" Bryan laughed.
"That.." he smiled weakly, "and for taking such good care of me.."
Bryan kissed him softly. "It's what husbands do."
"It's what amazing husbands do."
"I can't argue with that." Bryan grinned.
"Good.." Ian yawned.
"Get some sleep, baby."
"I love you." Ian said softly as Bryan covered him up.
"I love you too."
"You want me to clean anything?.."
"Absolutely not." Bryan said seriously. "I don't want you moving from this bed."
"But you deserve help. And I'm home.."
"No. You're sick."
Ian kept his eyes closed and poked his tongue out.
Bryan chuckled lightly. "I mean it. Get some rest."
"Okay.." Ian mumbled, already half asleep.
Bryan sighed as he headed to the living room and started to clean. After he started on the kitchen, he heard a knock on the door. It was Skyler's mother bringing Spencer home.
"Hey sweetie!" Bryan said quietly as he picked his son up. "Was he good?"
"He was perfect. They make each other hyper, but he was great." She giggled.
Bryan nodded as he laughed. "Yes they do. Thanks for taking him. Ian came home sick. He has chicken pox now."
"Oh no.." She winced. "Tell him to take care.. I hear it's worse for adults.."
"I will. Thank you." Bryan said softly before they said bye.
"Daddy's sick now?" Spencer frowned.
"Yes, sweetie. We have to be quiet. Daddy is sleeping."
"I want to see him."
"Do you want to help me make him some dinner? Then you can surprise him!"
Spencer smiled wide. "Okay!"
Bryan got a few things ready and let Spencer help him. They made scrambled eggs and toast. Bryan sliced some fruits and let their son arrange the plates. Spencer tried his best to make them all look like smiley faces.
"Grab Daddy's. I'll hold yours and mine. We'll have breakfast in bed. Come on!"
Spencer nodded, grabbing the plate and following Bryan.
"Ian.." Bryan said softly. "Babe, wake up."
Ian grunted, shifting a bit.
"Daddy!" Spencer said excitedly.
Ian perked up a bit before slowly sitting up and giving a weak smile. "Hey buddy."
"I made dinner!"
"What'd you make?.."
Spencer held the plate higher. "Eggs! I made it look like a face. Do you like it, Daddy?"
"I love it.." Ian said, taking the plate and kissing his forehead.
Spencer groaned as he pulled himself onto the bed. "Did I make you sick?"
"Well I got it from you, but it wasn't your fault.."
Spencer gave a heavy sigh as he nodded.
"I was being careless, but it was worth it so I could take care of you."
"I like when you're with me." Spencer said as Bryan handed him his plate.
Ian smiled. "Me too, buddy.." he said softly before starting to eat.
"Can I stay with you tomorrow?" Spencer asked.
"I don't know.." Ian said, looking to his husband.
"You already missed a lot of school.." Bryan said.
"But I wanna take care of Daddy.."
Bryan wanted to say no but he couldn't resist. "One day."
Spencer grinned, hugging Bryan.
"Alright. Eat up." Bryan chuckled. Spencer nodded, eating his dinner.
When they finished, Bryan took their plates. "I'll clean up. You keep an eye on daddy for me."
Spencer smiled. "I promise."
Ian pulled Spencer closer. "Did you have fun with your friend?"
"Mhm. We played his video game, and made cupcakes."
"That sounds like fun!"
"Are you feeling bad, daddy?"
"Mostly itchy. Like how you felt."
"Don't scratch!" He warned.
Ian chuckled. "I know, baby."
Spencer nodded, nuzzling under his neck.
"I missed you." Ian said quietly.
"I missed you too, Daddy."
"You know.. One day you won't even want to hang out with me. I'll just be your old dad."
"Nuh uh!" Spencer gasped, looking up at him.
"I hope not." Ian laughed. "You'll always be my baby boy."
Spencer looked down. "Always?.."
"Always."
"What about.. When the new baby comes?...
Ian looked at his son. "Then you'll have a brother or sister. But you're still my perfect baby boy. I'll always love you so much."
"You promise?.." Spencer asked.
"I pinky swear."
Spencer linked pinkies. "Good.."
Ian hugged him tightly. "I love you."
Spencer smiled. "I love you too, Daddy."
Ian sat up and grabbed his lotion. He was trying to be good in front of spencer and not scratch.
Spencer frowned. "I'm sorry you're itchy.. I hated it."
"It's okay." Ian said softly. "It'll be gone soon."
"I'm gonna take care of you!" Spencer grinned
Ian chuckled as he put the lotion down. "You're doing good so far."
"Good. I'm your doctor."
"What does my doctor think?"
"You need sleep and apples." Spencer said, holding up a piece of fruit.
Ian smiled as he took the fruit. "Thank you, doctor."
"Now you'll be better." Spencer smiled as Bryan returned.
"How's my baby?" Bryan asked as he climbed onto the bed.
"He took his medicine so he'll feel better!"
Bryan kissed Spencer's forehead. "Thank you for watching him."
"I'm a good doctor." Spencer said seriously.
"Yes, you are." Ian said before letting out a loud sneeze.
"More medicine!" Spencer yelled, holding up an apple. Bryan chuckled at their son.
Ian ate the apple slice. "I feel so much better!"
"Good!" Spencer said happily.
Ian kissed Spencer's forehead and grinned. "Thank you."
"Welcome, daddy."
Ian smiled at his husband. He was so happy.. He felt awful, but he was happy. Bryan kissed his husband as he imagined what it would be like with another baby.
"I love you.."
"I love you too."
Ian smiled as Spencer put a hand over Bryan's mouth. "You'll get sick!"
"I've already had it, sweetie." Bryan mumbled around his hand.
"You probably forgot like Daddy."
"No. I remember." Bryan laughed.
Spencer nodded. "Okay. You don't forget as much as Daddy does."
"That is true." Ian smiled. "But I remember important stuff."
"When's our anniversary?" Bryan smiled.
"Valentine's day." Ian smirked.
"And wedding?"
"Uhh..Let me think." Ian said. Bryan rolled his eyes before looking at Ian and waiting.
"It was in the ssssspring?.."
"I can't believe you don't remember." Bryan sighed. "And you're not even sure on what season it was?"
"It was in the spring!" Ian said seriously. Bryan nodded as he sighed.
"Do you remember?" Ian asked.
"April 16." Bryan said, not looking at Ian. "It was a Saturday. It was beautiful and one of the most important days of my life."
"I remember everything about that day, baby.. It was an amazing day.. Just. Not the exact day.."
"At least you remembered one of them."
"Don't be mad, Daddy.." Spencer said, cupping his cheeks.
"I'm not mad." Bryan said, his voice softer.
"I forget my birthday sometimes." Spencer giggled.
Ian couldn't help but smile. "See? People forget things. It doesn't mean it isn't important."
Bryan smiled, leaning over to kiss Ian sweetly.
"Have you talked to Aria?" Ian asked
"Not lately. She has a doctor's appointment next week though." Ian sighed.
Ian nodded. "Are you going?"
Bryan nodded. "It's just a check up, but she wants me to come. She wants me there for everything with the baby. I think it's nice."
"That's good. If you ever need me to go, let me know."
"Well it's been almost twelve weeks.. Maybe they'll be able to tell the sex?"
"You think so?" Ian asked excitedly.
"Sex?!" Spencer asked.
"They'll be able to see if the baby is a boy or a girl." Bryan giggled.
"Can I go..?" Ian asked.
"Of course, baby.." Bryan smiled.
"I can't wait.."
"Once you're better, of course.." Bryan giggled.
"I better be. I want to see that."
Bryan smiled wide. "Health motivation."
"Do you want a boy or girl?" Spencer asked.
"I'm not sure." Bryan said softly. "Do you want a brother or sister?.."
"I don't know." Spencer shrugged.
"I know Ian wants another boy." Bryan giggled.
"Or a girl." Ian said defensively. "I think it would be sweet. But kind of fun to have another wrestling buddy."
"But I can wrestle with my sister too!" Spencer said seriously.
"That is true. But you'd have to be careful while she learns." Ian laughed.
"I'll show her all the moves!" Spencer grinned.
"That would be awesome." Ian smiled.
"For now, you have to rest up and get better." Bryan smiled.
Ian nodded. "Can I have more medicine? I still feel a little fuzzy."
Bryan nodded as Spencer held another apple slice to Ian's lips. "More medicine!"
Ian chuckled. "I mean the stuff daddy bought."
"Apples are better. And they taste better. And teacher says apples are good for you and make you big and strong!"
"How about I have both?" Ian asked.
Spencer hummed in thought before nodding. "More apples though."
"Well, your Daddy is already big and strong.." Bryan giggled.
"He'll be stronger." Spencer said as if Bryan's comment was silly.
Bryan nodded. "That is true." he giggled.
Ian held spencer in his lap. "You're so smart."
Spencer grinned. "I already think you're the strongest ever! So is Daddy."
"And you will be too." Bryan smiled.
"So will my little brother or sister." Spencer smiled.
"Yes they will."
"Daddy should sleep." He said, looking at Ian.
Ian nodded. "I will. But really, can I get some of the medicine? I really don't feel great."
Bryan nodded, "Of course, baby."
Ian sighed as he laid down. He wished this wouldn't last so long.
Spencer cuddled up with him. "I'll nap with you." He said, as Bryan walked out.
"Okay." Ian smiled as he wrapped his arms around spencer. Spencer hummed as Bryan brought the medicine in. Ian took the pills before cuddling back up to his son. Bryan brushed Ian's hair out of his face. "You two have a good nap." He smiled.
"We will, daddy!"
Bryan kissed them both before walking out. Ian shivered and pulled the covers up higher. Spencer quickly fell asleep, curled up against his father. Ian had a hard time getting to sleep after his previous nap. But he loved just laying there with his son. He hoped this new baby wouldn't make Spencer feel jealous. After all, the baby would require a lot of their attention. It would be a struggle but they would just have to make sure spencer didn't feel left out. He sighed happily, rubbing over his hair. Ian laid there, admiring his son before sleep finally took him.