Claimed《Book 5》

Chapter Seven

It had been a few weeks since Rome had met the other guys in the mansion. Rome really liked the other guys especially Arthit. He had gotten as close as he wanted with Arthit and definitely enjoyed watching him playfully argue with Kongpob and watch him and Stella tease each other. He found out they were actually siblings the second week he had been here. Everyone had told him him how they first arrived here, Rome thought Can's arrival was probably the worst.

He also found out that hot tempered Arthit who didn't let anyone tell him what to do was a submissive. That was a shock for Rome, he of course knew what a submissive was since he had been forced to watch Fifty Shades of Grey with Cherry who thought it would be interesting to watch. It sure was interesting. Rome was already an omega he didn't need to be an omega and a submissive.

He also learned that everyone in the house beside him and Pick had kids. Team and Win had a four year old boy and a little girl on the way, Type and Tharn had a three year old girl and a boy on the way, Can and Tin had two year old fraternal twins and a little girl way and Arthit and Kongpob had eleven year old Stella and a little girl on the way. He adored kids and wanted some of his own, he would be the best Papa and would protect his kid with his life.

Speaking of protection, even though Arthit was more than half way through his pregnancy and had a hard time walking around lately, he was super protective of him and would often snap at the others when they would forget that Rome didn't want to be touched and try to go in for a hug or high five.

But Can took the cake on the most protective, he also has PTSD and understood Rome's problem with being touched. Rome would also say that Can is hot tempered and on multiple occasions Tin had to physically remove Can from a room because he was going to kill someone.

As for the others, they were cool and understanding but Rome still much preferred the safety of his and Pick's apartment. They could be a little....much, they liked to be loud and crazy and be argumentive sometimes. He on multiple occasions had slipped away from the group of pregnant guys and went in search of Pick. He would either crawl into his lap when he was sitting or if he was standing he wrap his arms around his neck and hug him. Pick would either pick him up and take him to their apartment or hold him til he was calm enough to fall asleep in his arms.

He wasn't used to being around people who didn't ask him to do stuff or people who were kind to him and he didn't think it would ever completely feel like he could really fit in here. His therapist, who was also Can's therapist had told him that people who have been physically and mentally abused their whole life do have trouble feeling like they are safe enough to be their true selves with others. She had told him in time that feeling should go away.

She also prescribed him medication that would help with his PTSD. Pick had to go pick it up in another town since he wasn't allowed to go to Stone Ridge anymore. The pills had been helping but some days he has his bad days and Pick is always there to help him through it.

Gaining weight was going very well and he was almost to his weight goal. Dr. Torrent was very impressed with him and had told him that if he kept eating and exercising right then he should be at his goal in the next few weeks. Rome was so happy to hear that so that Pick could stop avoiding any intimate moments like kissing and maybe a little more than kissing.

It was a little frustrating that Pick would hold him close and let him fall asleep in his arms but he avoided other things. He just wanted to know what it felt like to be both physically and emotionally bare with someone who was meant to be with him.

"You okay?" Arthit asked. All the guys were outside on the first sunny day in almost a week. The princes were in the pool with their kids along with Korn, Dean, Nine and Pick who were playing chicken fight. The pregnant guys plus Rome decided that they had enough swimming and were going to chill on the lawn chairs.