A Jamilton and Mullette Love Story (mpreg?)

Chapter Twenty Eight

Herc's POV
I grab Eli for once. Rosie noticed and lost it. I don't understand why, I mean I love my dad but not that much. She's super jelly; I watch her cuddle with Laf and give me a tiny glare. "That's definitely your child Hercules. She does have a little of my brother in her though." Laf tells me with a smile. "Elias is a lot like you. I can see the James in him though." I smile back and put Eli to bed and with a struggle, (she kept screaming) Rosie fell asleep also. "Wanna cuddle and watch a movie?" I ask him, his face lighting up the second I said cuddle. "I take that face as a yes." I tell him and grab our really soft and fluffy blanket. Right at the good part of the movie, James comes through the front door with John. They wave to Laf and I and go to James room. I hear muffled moaning throughout the rest of the movie. Laf notices my uncomfortable face and kisses me softly. When I'm with him the world seems miles away, and it's just him and me. I love this man so much. I grab my laptop and smile "we gotta get married sometime." I tell him and he smiles wide. Thomas walks in with an exhausted Alexander (He has been working a lot, balancing caring for his baby, his job, and spending time with Thomas. We haven't seen him in a while.) and they sit down with us. "What's that noise?" Thomas asked us looking very confused. "James and John." I say. "Gross." He replied. "Very." Alex adds. "There's the men of the hour! Have fun?" I ask them when they leave the room, making them very uncomfortable. I return my attention to my screen then "I didn't know okay! I get that you want to scare me away! I'm not gonna mess with him!" John sounds noticeably scared. James looks like he's about to start bawling. "Thomas it's fine. If John EVER tries to flirt with another guy behind my brother's back, not only will three years of friendship go down the drain; but I will beat him to a pulp. You are one of my best friends but I will not let you hurt my brother." I say still focused on the screen. We jump when we hear the back door open. Someone broke in. I grab my baseball bat and James starts crying his eyes out. James has never quite been the same about me checking out strange noises since our parents died because of an intruder.