Darling, Be More (Kinn x Porsche) [Kinn x Porsche]

Part 10: Epilogue

~Seven Months Later~

"Kinn!"

"Tankhun, you don't have to shout we just got here." Kinn laughed as he got out of the car that picked them up. Strolling into the main family compound again was surprisingly refreshing now that he knew his place in the family was just the middle son. He smiled widely as his brother hugged him. "You act like it's been a long time since I saw you."

"Yes, yes, I know but I'm always happy to see you. And where's—"

"Help?"

Kinn rushed back over to the open car door, grabbed the outstretched hand, and pulled with an easy heft, steadied Porsche on his feet as he placed his other hand against the other's lower back, "Sorry baby, I got distracted."

"You two act like Tankhun wasn't at the apartment sleeping over last week" Porsche snorted in amusement. His other hand went to rub at his swollen stomach that housed his and Kinn's brooding offspring, groaned at the little kick he felt as if the baby knew his thoughts, and shook his head when he saw Kinn worry, "It's okay, it's okay. The baby's just a kicker."

"Probably because you're a Taekwondo champion Porsche!" Tankhun squealed and rushed over to the pair "It didn't kick when I was over last week" He pouted.

Porsche rolled his eyes as he waved his hand for Tankhun to touch, watched when the baby didn't kick, and laughed, "Stubborn too it seems."

"Like Kinn." "Like Porsche."

"Like BOTH of you," Tankhun sighed lightly and flailed at the guards to go and grab their bags, "I'm so happy you two FINALLY accepted to stay here with us!"

Kinn stared at his brother, "You literally threatened us."

"You threatened to burn the company down if we didn't come to live at the compound." Porsche shook his head. "I've seen you with fire Tankhun. I'd rather not risk it."

"You two were going to get busier since Kinn bought the stocks out from Jonathan." Another pout on his face then a huff "I was never going to see you two when the baby was born."

"You're exaggerating Khun," Kinn sighed as he kept a steady grip on Porsche's waist when he thought the other swayed a little uneasy on his feet.

Porsche only sighed, "I agree with Kinn. We would've visited."

"I can't wait four months to see my nephew." Tankhun hurried the guards who were shuffling to get the bags.

Kinn wasn't sure what he needed and packed a few. It'd been almost three years since he'd been home after all. The Theerapanyakul fortress. He didn't feel stifled by seeing it anymore. It truly felt like coming back to a familiar place. It helped that he had his pregnant husband by his side this time around. He peeked to Porsche's left hand that he continued to hold when he helped the other out, lifted it to his lips to brush a kiss to it. He loved seeing it even if they had to have the ring adjusted to fit Porsche's swelling frame. His omega had a meltdown that he was getting fat, blamed Kinn, and threw a tantrum the entire day that was only comforted by nesting, movie binging, and ice cream runs that Kinn had to make to appease his pregnant mate. That was an exhausting day.

But a day he would remember fondly regardless. He peeked over to Porsche who zoned out a moment, "Hungry?"

"Yes. I'm starving. We had to pack, and I had that meeting, and I didn't get to eat yet."

"Lunch is already fixed up and out in the garden."

The trio turned to see that Korn had made his appearance, hands behind his back as he always stood, with that dispassionate demeanor but a little mirth in his eyes at seeing the three of them bickering.

Nodding his head, Porsche greeted politely, "Hello Khun Korn."

"Please call me Pa, Porsche. You're carrying my grandson. You're an important person in this house."

Shaking his head, Kinn just nodded to his father too, "Hello Pa."

"I wasn't sure what Porsche, or the baby was in the mood for and made it a buffet spread. Will that be fine?"

A resounding kick had Porsche rub at his belly with a click of his tongue, "Easily won over. Little menace." They all laughed, and he cleared his throat, "Thank you Khun Korn...I mean Pa. It'll take some getting used to."

"We'll have a few months to live together to get used to it," Korn commented lightly to Porsche. "Also, I wanted to thank you both for indulging in mine and Tankhun's request to be here until the boy is born. We have the best personal medical staff in Thailand and on standby for any emergency." He placed a hand to his heart. "My health isn't as it once was. I'd love to spend as much time with my grandson as I can." His eyes peeked to Tankhun then to Kinn. "Where I failed as father, I hope to make up as a grandfather."

"It'll take time Pa. It isn't that simple," Kinn stated firmly. Even though he and Porsche got married as soon as the man told him that he was pregnant with their son, Kinn had kept it simple, much to his father's chagrin. They'd gotten into it a bit, but Porsche told him to make peace with the man. It was true. His father's health was on the decline from his years of smoking and drinking, they it was finally catching him up. Plus living in a mafia family really wasn't for long-term living he'd found. But he compromised by coming to live at the home with security guards, medical resources, and his family wouldn't be too bad. Their apartment still had a contract, and he would head back in a heartbeat the minute his father acted up. Porsche told him to make an exception as Kinn had done for him. "The minute I think Porsche, myself, or the baby are in danger; we're leaving."

"Yes, Kinn."

"And you won't convince me to come back."

"I don't plan on it, son. Tankhun's a fine leader and Kim's taken the minor mantle." He walked over to Kinn and Porsche, placed a hand on each shoulder to squeeze, "Welcome home Kinn. Welcome to our home Porsche." The elder nodded as he stepped back. "Let's head in. I'm sure Porsche will be more comfortable seated."

Kinn acknowledged his father and watched him leave, then Tankhun following to go make sure their accommodations, Kinn's old room, was prepared with everything. "Khun prepared a baby room for us."

"I heard..."

"Kim's been in communication with your brother since they connected a few months ago."

"I also heard..." Porsche wasn't too pleased about that turn of events, yet he wasn't going to contend it as he sighed. Turning to catch Kinn's face to tug him down for a firm kiss to his lips, the CEO only smiled. This was his life partner, the father of his child, and they were doing everything as a pair now.

The company a joint venture, married, and expecting a boy. They were both living their fantasy.

"Porsche."

"Kinn."

"I love you, my heart."

"I love you, my menace."

Kinn laughed at the nickname, rubbed Porsche's bump, and leaned over to press kisses to it. "Let's get you and Papa fed then I'll give Papa a nice foot massage." He peeked to see Porsche beam happily and offered his arm. "After you Khun Porsche Theerapanyakul."

"After you Khun Kinn Theerapanyakul."

-Done-