Twins (Frank Iero x Reader)

Smiles

After that night, sleepovers became more frequent. We'd switch houses, of course, but it was at least twice a week. The kids obviously noticed the change between Frank and I, and the loved it. I think this was all planned, but I wasn't particularly complaining about it.

The only thing that confused me was, I have no idea what is going on between him and I. Are we dating? We haven't gone on a date yet, we just cuddle at night and hug and kiss when the kids aren't around. They'd freak out over that, but a good kind of freak out.

I didn't want to be the one to ask. I don't usually make the first move when it comes to this stuff. I never have. It's just a confidence thing, I suppose.

Anyway, we've been carpooling every day too. We drop the kids off, then he takes me to work. He picks me up after work, and we get the kids, then either eat at my house or his. The kids have extra close at his house now, as do his kids. I also may or may not have a drawer at his house and he does at mine. 

I haven't felt this happy in years, honestly. I smile more, way more. The heartbreak has dissipated. Sure, I miss my husband sometimes, but maybe my heart is big enough to love two people. He would've wanted me to move on anyway, and I'm sure he would've approved of Frank just by how he treats the kids like their his own.

"Mommy, you and dad need to go on a date already." Kat groaned.

Oh yeah, they've started calling us mom and dad. All five of them. No matter how many times we try to tell them otherwise, they insist.

"Well, that's up to him, darling." I replied as I ruffled her hair.

"What's up to me?" Frank questioned as he and the kids came through the front door. It's Saturday, so we're having a game night at my house.

"Nothing." I answered, giving Kat a pointed look. She rolled her eyes and left the room. "She's just being a dork, don't mind her."

"If you say so." He smirked, knowing I'm lying about it. He helped the kids get their jackets and shoes off before letting them run into the living room with Jasper and Katarina.

"And how are three of my favorite munchkins doing today?" I asked as I crouched down.

"Good!" They all exclaimed at once. After Miles got his stuff of, he ran over and leapt into my arms. I picked him up and placed him on my hip.

"Hey, darlin'." I smiled at him.

"Hi, mommy." I blushed and rolled my eyes a little. I didn't even bother correcting him anymore, neither did Frank. Like I said already, we gave up on it.

"Are you ready for game night?" I asked as I moved to the fridge to get him juice for the no-spill cup I recently bought him.

"Yes! So essited!" He nearly yelled. I put him back on the ground and handed him his cup once I finished pouring the juice in it. He ran off once it was in his hands. As I watched him leave, I felt arms snake around my waist.

"So, I was wondering-" Frank paused as I turned around, "Maybe tomorrow we could get your sister or Ray to watch the kids and you and I could go out to dinner?"

My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. Finally. Fucking finally.

"I'd love that." I smiled. He smiled back and leaned in to kiss me quickly. Unfortunately, as soon as our lips connected, Cherry walked into the room and gasped rather loudly.

"Yes! Guys, mommy and daddy kissed!" She screamed, causing me to face palm. The squeals coming from the other room didn't help at all.

"Are you finally going on a date?" Kat asked.

"Yep, tomorrow. You'll either hang out with Aunt Lindsey or Ray for a few hours." Frank replied, his arm still around my waist.

"Yes!" They all cheered simultaneously. 

"Lets get snacks and start our game night, okay?" I quickly changed the subject.

I ordered pizza for dinner, which we ate most of before playing junior monopoly. Miles didn't really get it, but we just let him do his own thing with it. Going into this school year, I didn't think my little family of three would expand to a family of seven, but I've never been happier. I'm thankful everyday for this.

After monopoly, chutes and ladders, and multiple rounds of uno - which didn't go quite that well - the kids were obviously ready for bed. The five of them got in their jammies and brushed their teeth while I got their sleeping bags set up.

After they were ready for bed, Frank and I kissed them all goodnight, then went back downstairs to clean up the mess. He helped me wash and dry the dishes, which I was definitely grateful for, then clean up the pile of games on the floor.

"Not to sound mushy, but I really am thankful for you guys. I haven't felt this happy in what feels like forever." I finally told him. I've never seen him smile wider than he did right now.

"I feel the exact same way. It's a weird feeling, but a good kind of weird. Screw mushiness, you and the kids have healed the pain Jamia left behind." He whispered as he brushed a piece of hair behind my ear. "I don't know what I would do without you at this point."

"Hopefully you'll never have to be without us." I whispered back. He cupped my cheeks and kissed me harder than he ever had before, but I welcomed it. It was needy in the best sense of the word. Every emotion we had for each other flooded it. 

His words stuck with me though, because I'm not sure what I would do without them now either. Seeing him, seeing his kids along with mine, it's the therapy I needed. He's what I've needed.