Alpha and Omega

Brian woke up to find it to be late at night. He figured he must have dozed off after crying out and taking a shower. He somewhat stretched out, his back rubbed against the warm back of the body lying next to him in the bed. Flashbacks of what happened earlier that day entered Brian’s mind. How could Matt be willing to sacrifice something like that for me? Brian thought to himself. Brian could just see Matt tossing a football to what could be Matt’s son. Brian turned over. He gently brushed a finger across Matt’s bulky bicep and begins to imagine how those muscles could be so intimidating to a boy trying to date what could be Matt’s daughter.
Brian didn’t want kids because he never thought he could have the patience to raise a kid. Getting up in the middle of night constantly when instead of having uninterrupted sleep. Having to play peek-a-boo over and over again when instead of doing what you wanted like watching tv or going to the bars or even have sex whenever or wherever you wanted.
Brian nuzzled his head under Matt’s arm. Matt subconsciously turned on his back and his arm wrapped around Brian tighter. Brian pillowed his head onto Matt’s chest.
Brian could vision in his mind, Matt playing peek-a-boo to a beautiful baby and not caring that he’s been doing it for hours. The baby smiling and laughing as much as Matt is. How warm that moment is to see that. Maybe Brian is wrong… maybe having a baby could be a good thing. But what happens when they go on tour? Who would raise it while they’re gone? What if raising a child becomes too much and split them apart? What if it doesn’t? Is it worth the risk? So many questions raced through Brian’s mind, but listening to his fiancée’s heartbeat while he lies on Matt’s chest seems to help keep him calm and Brian eventually falls back asleep.

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Brian wakes up alone in the bed. It looked to be late morning. He wondered through the house to find Matt in the workout room. Brian couldn’t help be turned on while he watched Matt bench pressed the heavy weights. Watching lean and toned muscles flex under sweat covered skin. Showing off everything except for what’s hiding under black basketball shorts. Brian swayed his hips as he strutted to the bench. He stood next to it with a hip cocked to the side. “Hey there stud muffin,” Brian said flirtatiously, “Come here often?” Matt chuckled and put the barbell on the rack after finishing the rep. Matt sat up on the bench. He wiped his curly locks from his face that cling to it from the sweat. “How you feeling?” Matt asked. “I’m fine,” Brian answered. “Are you sure?” Matt asked. “Yes Mattie,” said Brian, “I’m okay.”
“You know I love you very much, right?” Matt asked. “Yes I do,” Brian answered, “and I love you too.” Matt took a quick deep breath, “So you know we don’t have to-” “Let’s not think about that now,” said Brian, “Let’s put it on the back burner. That’s for the future. Right now we should worry about what’s happening soon… like our wedding.” Matt smiled, “Okay. Sounds good.”

Notes

Thoughts??