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Signed over half of his tavern into Jung Jaehyun’s name and he’s still the one doing all the finance paperwork. Johnny can’t even believe it, pewter-colored, wire framed reading glasses sliding down his nose. He really thought he had put most of these problems behind him when he moved out here and yet here he was, straining his eyes under the light of an oil lamp well into the evening because he still has to figure out the budget for the damn next month.
“Darling,” Renjun calls out and Johnny looks up. “You’re still down here. You should come to bed.”
“I just-” Johnny loses all steam, letting out a deep sigh. He pulls his glasses off, setting them down on the top of his desk, lifting a hand to rub the bridge of his nose. He has to have been here for hours and he knows he should go to bed, he just also knows that if he doesn’t figure this budget out soon the tavern’s going to be a mess.
He hears Renjun pad across the hardwood floor and then feels him climb into his lap. Johnny drops his hand, opens his eyes to see Renjun straddling his lap, arms wrapping around his neck. Johnny lets his hands find Renjun’s waist, exactly where they always end up.
“Come to bed,” Renjun says and Johnny huffs a tired laugh. “You won’t be getting anything done if you’re so tired. You should rest and come back tomorrow with fresh eyes. I’m sure it’ll help.”
“What would I do without you?” Johnny asks and Renjun leans forward to peck his lips.
“Work yourself to death,” Renjun says. “C’mon, then, it’s bed time.”
Before Renjun can move to climb off of him, however, Johnny straps a firm arm around Renjun’s middle and stands up with Renjun still in his arm. Renjun yelps in surprise, tightening his hold around his lover’s neck and wrapping his legs around Johnny’s waist. Johnny turns off the oil lamp and carries Renjun up to bed, Renjun looking both very exasperated and very fond of Johnny’s antics.
Johnny lays Renjun out on the bed, despite the very late hour. Their lips find each other like second nature, Renjun’s hands sliding up into Johnny’s hair while Johnny cages Renjun against the bed. It takes only a moment before Johnny is straddling Renjun’s thighs, his hands sliding up Renjun’s shirt.
His hands hover near his stomach, cupping the swollen area of his lower stomach. It’s not significant enough to truly call it a baby bump but it’s there and Johnny can’t help himself. He slides his hands over it, touching with the softest kind of reverence, kissing Renjun with feather light pecks.
It’s that moment that their moment of intimacy comes to a screeching halt by a rather strong screeching sound.
“I’ve got it,” Renjun says and rolls out from underneath Johnny. Johnny gets ready for bed while Renjun is down the hall, softly singing and hushing the fussy baby. Johnny leaves the bedroom after he’s dressed and leans against the doorway of the nursery.
Sometimes it all seems like something out of a dream, that he gets to stand in this beautiful estate way out where no one can bother than, no one can control them and tell them what they can and cannot do. It’s a freeing thing, that not two years before he was scared of losing Renjun forever and now… and now this.
Renjun has a wonderful voice, so sweet and soothing and he watches as their son goes still in Renjun’s arms, thumb tucked into his mouth, eyes sliding shut. He’s the most lovely thing and Johnny comes in to see him, can’t get enough of him really, despite him being almost a year old already. He’s already become something of a mama’s boy, clinging to Renjun whenever he can. Johnny runs a hand over his head, kissing the crown of it before Renjun puts him back down in his crib.
They leave the very, very quietly and very, very slowly lest they wake him.
“I want more,” Johnny says once they’ve curled up in bed together and Renjun laughs, wrapping his arms around Johnny’s middle. He can’t help himself, his beautiful omega a steady warmth against his side, looking up at him with his big eyes and knowing little smile and he wants. Johnny sometimes feels as though he couldn’t ask for anything more but at the same wants the whole world. If they can have this surely they can have a little more, a little more perfect because they deserve it, don’t they?
They’ve earned it, haven’t they?
“Well then I have wonderful news for you,” Renjun says before looking rather pointedly at his already slightly protruding stomach. Johnny reaches down to run a hand over it, can feel Renjun looking at him as he does so. This isn’t the first time and if Renjun will let him it won’t be the last but it feels special every time. He doesn’t know that he will ever get over the way Renjun feels, warm and soft skin under his hand, darling little baby bump curving under his palm.
“I want lots more,” Johnny says, finally lifting his eyes and Renjun giggles softly before resting his head on Johnny’s shoulder. Johnny steals a kiss from his lips, lifting his hand to cradle Renjun’s neck gently for a moment, only to pull away and snuff out the lamp. It douses the room in darkness but he can feel Renjun snuggle closer, warm breath against Johnny’s neck and when his eyes adjust, he can make out the shape of Renjun’s cheeks, his nose, the curve of his eyelids and long lashes.
“Ask me about it in the morning,” he says, sighing tiredly. Johnny gives him a soft chuckle, pressing a kiss to Renjun’s forehead. “I love you, darling,” Renjun whispers into the dark and that’s all Johnny’s ever wanted to hear.
At the end of the day, that’s all he needs. He may want for the whole world just so he can give it to Renjun, but as long as Renjun is the one in his bed, that he wakes up to and comes home to and gets to hold, that’s all he needs.
“I love you too.”