Owning The Player

Again and Again

And I fall for you
Over and over

There was a local history museum in Kemijävi which Alexander took a liking to. Miguel was excited too. They spend a couple of hours there.

"It reminds me that everything has a story. Like my family, like yours. Everyone has a story," said Alexander.

"Wow, philosopher much?" asked Miguel.

Alexander just smiled at him and Miguel held tighter onto the man's elbow. They just walked.

Alexander bent down and kissed on Miguel's forehead.

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Syrus jumped on them and Miguel just held tight to his son before peppering him with kisses. Then he did the same to Zy.

Miguel watched as Alexander laid in bed with Syrus and Zy both sticking to him like magnets. Syrus was talking and the other two were listening. Zy was looking at Syrus with what Miguel swears is admiration.

Alexander tucked in Zy next to Syrus who was singing songs to him, walked over.

"After the day I stopped playing football as a 15 year old and had stopped watching the club, I never thought I would be happy for keeping it," said Alexander.

Miguel looked at him in shock.

"You used to play football? It's been years after I started living with you, you asshole and I am learning it now," asked Miguel shocked as he grabbed his husband's shirt.

Alexander gave him a small smile. "Only Izabel knows. I don't like remembering it," said Alexander.

Miguel looked at him.

"I guess, it's a process. We learn things. So I will forgive you for now and I really would like the full story when you are comfortable," said Miguel resting his head on Alexander's chest, placing his hand around the man.

Alexander started to say something. Miguel closed his mouth.

"I said when you are comfortable," said Miguel and kissed his husband. Alexander smiled into the kiss.

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Miguel smiled when he watched Alexander sitting on the ground as Syrus ran around him and Zy was trying to turn.

Miguel clicked a picture before going to the man with all of their breakfast.

"I will go get all the boys," said Miguel and went in. Alexander almost laughed seeing all his brothers running out one after the other. Juan like the Mig's boy he was, was helping him to carry it.

Jules waddled, heaven forbid his brother hear him mention it, Mikhael swears it still stings him where Jules hit him when he said the same, to the lawn and Athen placed a chair for him. Sergio was being dragged by an amused Ezra who rolled his eyes at Sergio's laziness.

Andrew smiled. Mikhael carried Andrew's son in his arms and little Enzo was very comfortable with all his uncles.

Sage gave them an exasperated look before joining Syrus in his game if running around his father.

Ezra crashed onto Andrew and they looked at each other. Ezra's cheek turned red. Though they now share a bed and live mostly like a couple, they aren't one yet. Ezra almost blushed at the yet. Yes, they have a yet.  He has forgiven Andrew, along the sleepless nights the man sat with him, cried with him, laughed with him, comforted him and he knew Enzo needed them both. But he did not want to let Andrew back into his own life for their son. Now though, one and half year after their son was born, he just fell deeper in live with Andrew. Laure- Andrew the name did not really matter. All that mattered was his man standing here looking at him with all the love in the world. He had noticed that look recently too and liked it.

He did not let go which must have surprised Andrew as it showed in his face. Instead, he dragged his man to the food area and both of them sat down.

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Mikhael held Jules arm as they ate. Mikhael had become a worry wart even as Jules's pregnancy was comparatively tame.

Jules could only smiled fondly at the man. He leaned back against Mikhael.

"Is everything alright?" asked Mikhael.

Jules gave him a sheepish apologetic smile.

"I think it's time," said Jules.

The family sprang into action.

All were worried. However, little Milan Jules Endrizzi came into their life without much ado.

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Andrew was rocking Enzo to sleep as Ezra watched from their bed. Andrew gave him a small smile as he babbled back to their son who was basking in all the attention. Once Enzo succumbed to the tiredness, both parents tucked him into his cot.

Once in their room, Ezra climbed into the bed. Andrew also sat down.

"We should get him a spider man outfit," said Andrew.

"Yeah, " said Ezra. Andrew looked at him.

"What happened to you?" asked Andrew running his hand through Ezra's hair. He treasured the fact that he could do it now.

Ezra blushed a bit but found his voice.

"I- I love you," said Ezra. Andrew just looked at him in shock and then he pulled Ezra to his chest and started kissing him. Ezra kissed back as fervently as he could.

Ezra held tighter to the man and wiped his eyes when the tears started coming.

"Oh, I love you too my love. I love you too. I am so sorry for everything I ever did to you. I promise I will die before doing wrong by you again," said Andrew.

Ezra hugged him closer.  " I know," said Ezra. Andrew just looked at him and Ezra pulled the man into his arms like he wanted to do for so long and let the man sleep enveloping him.

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Mikhael rolled his eyes at Milan who was looking up at him innocently, tears drying up at the corner of his eyes. He sure had a strong lungs and made a point to awake the whole family if he felt like he was being ignore, for example, like when he is put to bed.

"Yeah, never mind your father is turning into a zombie," said Mikhael fondly, almost exasperated.

Milan just gurgled.

"You both are just cuteness overloaded," said Jules trying to get up from the bed he was imprisoned in.

"Stay back. Did you not listen to what the doctor said Jules? Your body is very tired. I won't have you walking around," said Mikhael.

Jules scowled and pouted. Mikhael felt bad. He went and sat next to Jules who cuddled onto him.

Mikhael dropped a kiss onto Jules's forehead as said man was tickling their son.

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Miguel looked up from where he was kicking the ball. Alexander stood watching.

"I wanted to play and then an attack gave me an injury on my knee which was not good for professional playing. I- I just didn't run the same anymore and I hated it, I hated everything associated to it," said Alexander.

Miguel walked over and hugged the man tight. They just stood there, glad, content.

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Okay, so I know I kept you guys waiting. And I am so upset with the UCL results. I wanted Juventus to win. Well, happens, I guess. Anyways, now we only have the epilogue.

Note : Writing this had been hard. This was an idea I nurtured for so long that when it came to actually putting it to words, I am not sure I succeeded. I would like to hear what you all thought about the story.