Chapter Five

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Sang POV

I hold Mr. Blackbourne, Owen, tightly to me as tears roll down my cheeks and into his neck. I inhale his spring soap scent as all the tension I was feeling leaves my body and I relax into him. I think I hear him silently sigh in relief, but I'm not so sure. I finally find the courage to move away from him. I take in nine worried faces that have so many other emotions flashing behind them. Hope. Fear. Love.


Love.


A smile tugs on my lips as I remember each of their love confessions to me and their sweet, soft kisses. Well...North’s wasn't so soft, it was hungry and determined yet it's something I needed and it was so...North. My heart is swollen with so much love, it's crazy.


"Miss Sorenson?"

I flick my eyes up to Owen’s. His grey eyes flash as he tries to keep his face blank. Never have I seen so many emotions flash across his face before but it also tells me that he's worried how I'm going to react now. I haven't said anything, really. The real last thing I said was, "It already does" as in their confessions changes everything. I take a deep a breath and find my confidence again. I need to be confident when I say the words I want to say. Would they doubt me if I wasn't confident? I'm not sure, but right now I feel I need it. I swallow the lump in my throat. "I...I love...you all too." Shocked gasps travel around the room. "I'm in love with each and every single one of you."


I look over at Kota who’s sitting on the floor near the Christmas tree. "I love your intelligence. I love the way you always seem in control even at the weakest moments. I love when you rub your nose against mine." Kota's smile widens and he does something so un-Kota like and winks at me. I giggle.


I move my gaze to Victor. "I love the fire in your eyes." He raises an eyebrow and I can only grin. The fire in his eyes blazes in that moment and I even wonder if he realizes what his eyes are like. "I also love your baritone voice and the thing you do on my ribs with your fingers." His cheeks tint red but he sends me a smile.


I look over at Silas. "I love that you call me your Angel, Aggele Mou. I love that you talk to me."
"I love that your talk to me too." Silas said.


I shift my eyes to Nathan who’s already smiling so wide I wonder if his face will split in half. "I love that you always capture my fingers in your mouth when I'm nervous. And that you don't care about me climbing through your window when I don't want to admit I'm lonely because I realize that you’re just as lonely as I am too."


"I love that you’re so different in your own way." I said to Gabriel. "I love that you dress me and ignore my silent whines and pleads for help because I'm unsure and I get fed up of changing." "Oy. I love doing that shit, Trouble." He pauses and grins. "Not as much as I love you though."
I giggle and look over at Luke. "I love that you love chocolate chip pancakes. Simple."
North grunts while Luke barks out a laugh. "I love that you love them too."

 
I look over at North as he waits with his arms crossed over his chest and an eyebrow raised. "Even though I don't show it, I secretly love your demanding ways, the way you bark orders at me to do something. But don't ever tell me I'm peeling a banana wrong again, North." He shakes his head, fighting the smile. "Whatever you say, Sang Baby."

"You’re just a big flirt and I love that about you. You’re so carefree but yet serious when things get important. I love that you work a hard shift at the hospital and sneak off to take a nap." Sean motions zipping up his lips and throwing away the key then pointing at me. I blush when I realize I just told his secret. He winks when he notices it.


I look at Owen. "I love your millimeter smile..." His eyebrows raise over his glasses. "...but one day, I would love to see a full one break across your face."

Taking another deep breath I say. "I fell in love with you all individually, but yet I fell in love with you as a group, a team, most importantly a family. Today has all been so new to me. I'm not used to receiving presents. I'm not used to having breakfast as a family but after today, I don't think I would ever be able to go back. You have all changed my life in so many ways over just a few short months and if you ever left me, I would break. I wouldn't know what to do with myself. I love you, all of you." At the end of my speech, tears slid silently town my cheeks.
It feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders and off my heart. I feel like I can breathe again for the first time in a while, ever since I walked down those stairs and heard the conversation that I shouldn't have been listening too, but I can't thank myself enough for coming down those stairs in that moment.


I take in the boys’ relieved expressions that quickly take over with so much love. Before I even know what's happening, I'm surrounded by them. I'm getting kissed on the cheek, chucked around from one person to the other in large different bear hugs. I felt contented and most importantly, Happy.

 
The rest of the day goes smoothly. We all help out in the kitchen as we cook up our Christmas dinner. Each of the boys, my boys, sneak in quick pecks on the lips, soft loving words in my ear and small touches that keeps the smile on my face. No one is fighting because they’re jealous. No one is pulling me away from the other because they’re worried it's going too far.


It's just perfect.

Laughter and singing travels through the house as we cook up dinner and sit around the table to eat it as a family. Smiles are covered on everyone's faces and all I can do is sit around and take it in. That was until Nathan shoves my brand new camera in my hand and I snap away so many photos, I'm worried it was full but I ignored that feeling when Nathan said that I could take as many pictures as I wanted, so I did.

Erica and Jessica arrived shortly after we had dinner. We all had a few more presents to open from Erica and I couldn't help but wrap her up in my arms when I opened up a recipe book that shows how to cook different meals for large families. Before she left, Kota got Erica to take a family picture of me and my nine boys. Our first picture as a family. I can't wait to print it out and frame it so I can treasure it always, close to my heart. The whole day was perfect.

It was the best first Christmas anyone could ever ask for.

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