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Beacrox and KRS brothers

I know, I know, this isn't Cale. It's not quite done. But I thought this would be nice too.

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Beacrox grunted. He furrowed his eyebrows in concentration as he pushed himself off the floor. Ron's eyes widened, but he tried not to scare him from walking. Ron patted his thighs as Beacrox put a step forward with his thick thighs.  

"Wuuh!" Beacrox let out as he fell on his knees. Ron patted his thighs again, more firmly. Beacrox looked up and tried to push himself off the floor again. He fell over again. This time, he chose to stick with crawling and landed on the side of the couch. He squeezed the side of the couch and pushed himself up. He then bounced up and down. 

"Muuuee." Beacrox pointed at the couch. He looked confusedly at Ron. He then yelled at the couch. "MUUUEEEEHH!!" Ron crawled over silently and picked Beacrox up. He brought the baby Beacrox against his chest. Ron took out a handkerchief and wiped his drool. 

"You looking for Mommy?" Beacrox kicked his legs. "Mommy is at the doctor's. She's going for a little check-up." Ron whispered. Beacrox looked at him intently. Then Ron threw Beacrox in the air and caught him. Beacrox giggled as he put his fist in his mouth. 

"Ggen!" Beacrox waved his hands up and down. Ron wiped Beacrox's fingers and kissed his nose. Then kissed Beacrox all across his face. Beacrox laughed as Ron kissed him. Then their butler came to the room, knocking on the doorframe.

"Hello Master Molan, Young Master Molan." Their butler bowed, then allowed Beacrox to play with the fabric of his gloves. His large moustache, almost covering the bottom half of his face, twitched as Beacrox smiled, tugging at one of the fingers.

Ron watched the butler with sparkly proud eyes. The man was like his older brother, annoying and protecting him most of his teenage years till adulthood. He was the most loyal butler he knew. The Molan servants were the best in the biz. The butler cleared his throat.

"Your wife is about to ride in. The carriage is about to- " The butler couldn't finish his sentence as a blur of speed and passion went past. His butler outfit flew up, and he had to protect his eyes from the dustcloud. Then looked down. He put his hand over Beacrox's face also.

"DARLING!"

Wifey was here. She scooped Ron up into her toned arms and spun around in a circle. Ron let out a startled laugh, breaking his benign mask as he held onto her shoulders tight. She looked up at him with a smile before putting him down. She grabbed onto his shirt and pulled him into a deep kiss.

Ron melted into it instantaneously, bringing up one hand to cup her face. The young couple broke apart with breathy smiles, still holding each other. Ron lovingly gazed into his wife's eyes who reciprocated twice-fold. 

"Hello love." Ron said gently as he stroked at her cheek with his thumb. 

"EAH!" They both startled as Beacrox announced his disapproval. He was clinging to their butler but glaring at them with firey daggers. They blinked, looked at each other momentarily and laughed. They separated as Beacrox got picked up and sent on his own spin. 

"Hello my sweet baby." She smiled, kissing Beacrox all over his face. Then all over his little onesie. She kissed his fingers and his chubby feet. Beacrox laughed as she shook her face against his stomach. Ron watched with a special sort of care in his eyes. 

"Be careful around your baby, Young Master. No need to traumatise him." Ron stared at his butler, unimpressed. The butler returned the stare with his own overwhelming optimistic smile.  His butler then tousled Ron's perfectly kept hair that he had spent hours on perfecting. 

He then looked towards his wife. Noelle smiled, as she played with Beacrox. Ron's eyes filled with a tenderness. His incredible wife. He still felt a sort of giddiness when he thought the phrase. They had waited so long. Courtship was most of their adulthood. And now they were married. With a child!