The Love Between US [BxBxB]

1. This Is Us

*THOMAS POV*

Beep, Beep, Beep, 

The alarm blares and I groan both mentally and verbally as I pat my hand to my nightstand with my eyes still closed. Finally, I bring the phone back and press the volume to mute it with a sigh. The bed was so warm and toasty this morning that I didn't want to move as I had a leg thrown over my waist, keeping me in place. From the gentle snore beside me, I knew exactly who it was before I even opened my eyes. 

My gaze meets Luca's hooded blue eyes as he slowly awakens alongside me and sneezes into his pillow like a small kitten, groaning and keeping his head burried.

"Bless you, honey," I sigh and he sniffles a bit.

"Mmm, thanks," he mutters before arching his back and stretching out his arms until they hit the headboard of our new California King sized bed. I giggled a little at his rough bedhead as his blond and brown curls all worked their way up into one massive, tangled wave. 

"You look crazy," I mumble as he smacks his lips together with his eyes closed.

"You think you look any better?" He yawns again and I reach out for my phone. 

"Hey, where's our other husband?" Luca pointed out and I slowly sit up to find one of three is currently missing in action.

"Fuck, what time is it?" I turned on my phone and found that it was eight in the morning and my heart instantly dropped out my ass and onto the floor. 

A little over a year ago, I never would have thought twice about waking up at eight. 

But that's no longer the case when you have four little mouths to feed at 6:30.

"Luca," I gasped and he scratched the back of his head, checking the time as I looked over and found the baby monitor had been silenced and the babies were no longer in the nursery.

"Oh shit," He muttered as he got out of bed before me, shrugging on his robe and rubbing his eyes. 

"How did he wake up without kicking our asses out of bed? He can't do the morning feeding by himself." I asked him and he raked his hands through his hair as I kicked my legs over the bed and tossed on my cozy navy blue slippers.

 Luca and I slowly approached our bedroom door, slowly peeking our heads out of the sliding barn door into the hallway. No one was screaming, there was no total chaos in the hallway and Matthias wasn't waiting to kill us.

"Why do you think he didn't wake us up?" Luca asked as he slips out before me, being the braver of the two of us when he peeks over the balcony peering into the kitchen and smiles. I slowly joined him from behind, resting my chin on his shoulder and quickly join him in his soft happiness. 

Three of our little babies were being good and waiting for breakfast in their high chairs while babbling to each other and kicking their feet. The forth one, deciding it was his turn to hang out in mommy's arms this morning. 

"Okay, now sweetheart," Matty coaxes our eldest daughter Jaydean as she flips a pancake by herself at the stove and the delicious smell coming from the kitchen made my mouth water. Jayde squeals a little as she successfully flips the pancake without her mother's help.

"I did it, oh look mommy! They're up!" Jaydean calls out and out red-headed six-year-old throws down the spatula and rushes to meet Luca and I at the bottom of the stairs.

"Happy Father's Day Daddies!" She cries out as she hugs one of each of our legs. Luca reached down and scooped up little Jayde in his arms, kissing her freckled cheek as he scooted her onto his hip.