Kasper's Prince Charming

Chapter 28 - Amir's Friends

"I don't know how you two sleep all curled up like that in Kasper's little twin bed. It wasn't meant for two. It is not good for you," Mr Hamad said the next morning at breakfast.

"Well I have a larger bed in my room... if you'd let Kasper come with me," Amir noted.

"Absolutely not! You should each be in your own bed. You keep using the excuse that you need to comfort him to sleep, but you do not return to your own bed once he is out. Kasper should be sleeping alone," Mr. Hamad raised his eyebrow at his son who blushed and smiled.

Emerson signed something and laughed. Amir translated, "We used to sleep like that at their age. I doubt they'd spread out no matter how much room they had. I think it's cute. Their own little protest against parents that want them to slow things down."

"It is not cute to disobey the wishes of his father," Mr. Hamad noted softly. He rarely clashed with his husband. 

"He could move his things into my room and you could have your office back. You loved having your private work space," Amir told his father. 

Emerson frowned at that. He signed again and looked at me.

"The point is for Kasper to have a space of his own. He needs a place that he can choose to share with you or get some privacy. Hamad men don't always understand personal boundaries," Mr. Hamad translated for his husband.

I just laughed. Amir could be truly overpowering sometimes. He didn't like space between us.

"That was mean! We know boundaries, we just love our boys too much to respect them," Mr. Hamad looked hurt as he signed back to his husband. 

Emerson leaned in to give him a kiss that seemed to placate him. They both laughed.

"Well then we will keep things as they are with both of us in Kasper's little bed," Amir said as he stared down his father. He wasn't happy that we couldn't both be in his room at night.

"Or we could move you into the big house with Samir's family and then Kasper could enjoy his own bed that we picked out especially for him," Mr. Hamad retorted.

Amir gulped and shook his head rapidly in silent dissent. He was in no position to argue with his father. He realized he was breaking the rules just by staying in my bed all night.

"I like things as they are. I don't want to cause problems here," I said as though anyone had asked me. 

No one responded, but Amir hugged me to his side as the staff cleared the breakfast dishes. We went over our plans for the day.

I spent the morning with Emerson doing yoga and helping him plan a charity event. It was fun being his assistant. He took his charities very seriously. We got to text chat back and forth a lot. He taught me a few signs I could practice. I promised to learn at least five a day.

"Amir wants to take you out with some friends tonight. I don't like this group. He has better ones. These are spoiled embassy kids. They're important to business though so we tolerate them. BUT! If you feel uncomfortable at all though, you text me on his phone and I'll make him bring you home right away!" Emerson wrote.

"They'll be mean to me?" I asked with hesitation. Why would Amir take me to that?

"Of course not! Can you imagine Amir letting anyone be mean to his boyfriend? No, but they can be a bit obnoxious." He typed. 

"I'm sure it'll be ok." I wasn't so sure.

"If things get uncomfortable for you just tell Amir or Ali our family password 'Agraba.' It's our word that just the four of us use when things aren't right and we need help. It's the kingdom from the Aladdin movie. They'll be shocked you know it... but you're family now. You make my son so happy. I've never seen him so passionate about his future, his studies, his business. He wants to be responsible so he can take care of you. His father and I couldn't have chosen a better boy," Emerson typed and hugged me.