birthday baby // muke sequel

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Michael's POV.

Luke was completely fascinated with Logan. It was adorable.

We had finally gotten home from the hospital, and I helped Luke out of the car. He was still a little sore, and I wanted to make everything as easy as possible for him. We were at my house right now. I got Logan out of the car, and handed him to Luke. We shut the doors, and I watched as Luke whispered little things in Logan's ear as we walked.

"Welcome home, baby." Luke said, kissing his forehead as I opened the door for him. I smiled at the two, and saw my mum rush over once we got in. "Oh my goodness! The baby!" She whisper yelled, coming to get a look. "His name is Logan." I said, and she hugged me. I hooked my arm around Luke's shoulder, pulling him into our hug.

"You guys have such a beautiful family." She said, and we smiled, pulling back a little.

"You boys go on." She said, and smiled, rubbing my arm. I nodded, and led Luke up the stairs. I led him to my room. "I'll be right back." I said, and let him step into my room. I walked to the bathroom, and got a little blue towel. I walked back to my room, and when I got on there, I saw Luke standing in the middle of the room, looking down at Logan who was looking at him with open eyes now. Not only a few minutes ago, he was asleep.

I walked over to them, and Luke looked up at me, smiling. He handed the baby to me, and I kissed his forehead. I sat down and looked at the awakened baby, who opened his mouth a little, and I could see his toothless mouth. Luke came back in his pajamas with a small diaper in his hands. He laid out the towel I had gotten down, and I laid Logan on top of it. I watched as he unbuttoned the onesie, and slip it off of logan. He unfastened the diaper, and removed it from him. Logan lifted his hand up slightly, reaching for Luke's face, and Luke laughed, leaning his face down towards Logan's hand. The baby reached up, grabbing Luke's nose, and I chuckled at the adorableness.

He sat back up, putting the new diaper on Logan. He threw the towel over to the hamper, and crawled onto the bed. I heard a knock at the door, and I told whoever it was to come in.

I saw my mum walk in, and I smiled at her. "Hey boys." She said, and Luke smiled at her too.

"Mum. Do you mind taking Logan downstairs for a minute. Were gonna go to bed soon, but I wanna talk to like for a minute." I said, and she nodded, delicately picking the baby up, and leaving the room.

Once the door was shut, I immediately crawled on top of Luke, attaching my lips hungrily to his neck. A gasp left his lips, and he gripped onto my shoulders. "Mikey.." he moaned, running his hands down my back. I nipped on his soft spot, hearing exhales and gasps leave his lips. Luke was so vocal in bed, and I loved that about him. He pushed me back gently, and we both caught our breath.

"Mikey. I just had a kid. We went nine months without sex. Don't make it happen again, just yet." He said, and giggled, causing me to laugh quietly, and smile down at him.

"Let's get ready for bed." I said, pulling him into the bathroom. We brushed our teeth, and Luke would laugh every time I bumped into him purposely. Once we were both done, he helped me get changed into pajama pants, leaving my chest bare.

He started to pull me from the bedroom, but I stopped him once we exited into the dim hallway.

"Wait a minute, baby." I whispered, pinning his back to the wall. He arched his body into mine, biting his lip. "Logan's downstairs." He sighed. "I know. And your up here.." I mumbled, getting closer to his face. He looked up at me innocently through his eyelashes. He bit his lip, pulling on it, and letting it fall back where it was in the first place. "C'mon. Let's go get Logan....daddy." He whispered innocently, pouting his lips, and breaking from my grip. Even though Ashton's daddy af, that was the biggest turn on ever. I caught up to him before he walked down the stairs, and smacked his butt. He jumped, and laughed at me, grabbing my hand, and pulling me along.

Once we reached the bottom of the stairs, my mum began walking over to us.

"Goodnight mum." I said, taking Logan from her arms.

"Goodnight boys." she said as we started walking back up the stairs.

We made it back into my room, and I sighed. "We haven't even gotten him a crib yet." I said. "I guess he'll just sleep with us." I continued. Luke looked up at me with a scared expression. "What if one of us rolls over in our sleep and lay on top of him and-" I pressed my lips to his, silencing him. "Stop thinking about it. It'll be okay. I don't move around in my sleep. He'll just sleep on me." I said, laying down, and the awake baby laid down on my chest. I looked over to Luke who was still sitting up. "Babe? What wrong?" I asked, grabbing his hand.

"That's my spot." He pouted, looking at Logan, but laid beside me anyway. I wrapped one arm around him, letting him snuggle into my side, and kept an arm on Logan. Luke moved so he was clinging to my arm instead of it being around him. Logan laid his head all the way down, and I pulled the blankets up to about the middle of the baby's back, which would probably end at my chest, but cover Luke completely.

I felt Luke's breathing even out, and I knew the baby was sleeping also. I reached over, turning off the lamp, careful not to wake everyone.

"I love you." I whispered to nobody specifically, but referring to my two favorite boys.

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