"Gold on your fingertips, Fingertips against my cheek. Gold leaf across your lips, Kiss me until I can't speak. Gold chain beneath your shirt, The shirt that you let me wear home. Gold's fake and real love hurts, And nothing hurts when I'm alone. When you're with me and we're alone."
- Billie Ellish
( Hostage )
KAI COACHMAN
[June 16th, 2021]
"Aiden, don't put that flower in your mouth," Vera says as she rushes up and swoops Aiden up in her arms, plucking the sunflower out of his tiny little hand.
His eyes fill with tears but he doesn't release the tears and instead, he buries his face into Vera's shirt. I smile fondly, looking at him because he reminded me so much of Declan.
Aiden was a spitting image of Declan. His eyes were the same blue as Declans', I always found myself getting lost in his adorable sparkling eyes. His face was chubby but his nose structure was definitely going to mirror Declans' while his lips would look similar to mine, I could already tell.
Not only did Aiden look like Declan but he already showed some traits of his as well. When he played with the other babies in the pack, he'd always end up surrounded by girls and he'd always touch their faces and wound up placing his lips on theirs. He was only six months and yet he already had his first kiss; it was truly so cute.
Easton was on the blanket that was laid out on the grass and he was playing with Kaylee who smiled down at him and made sure he didn't stray away. Kaylee was about sixteen months old or a year and four months old along with Jaylin but she grew close to Easton and vice versa. Easton loved playing with Kaylee.
With brown eyes that were becoming lighter and lighter while turning slightly greener each and everyday, soft and chocolatey brown locks that were almost always so unruly, Easton was somewhat completely the opposite of Aiden. Easton didn't really like touching the other babies that were girls. He hung around the older female toddlers though which was odd. He also didn't really play with the baby boys either, he would naturally shy away and crawl to me or Declan.
Easton was more reserved, I feel like he'd become a mixture of Finnick and I.
Hazel was gentle. She was peaceful and quiet and she cried the least out of the four kids, Easton was the one who cried the most. Hazel was always latching onto May and Elliot like she was drawn to them like a magnet. Her eyes were hazel with her hair in tight curls. It took a painstakingly long time to do her hair and I hated doing it because she'd cry in the softest way and it literally pained me.
Declan couldn't do her hair because he sucked at it and normally I would've expected him to give up on trying and hand her over to Vera or May or even me to accomplish a style for Hazel but he didn't. He tried endlessly even if it took him hours and he was always determined, I could just tell that he wanted to do the absolute best he could for Hazel. That's what pierced my heart and made me love him that much more.
Asher threw mud at Jaylins face. As soon as the brown substance landed on his face, he scrunched up his nose and began to make scary faces at her, expecting her to cry because Easton and Hazel always cried when he did that but Asher didn't cry. Instead, she slapped her muddy tiny hand across his face.
I laughed out loud while Jaylin glared down at the little munchkin.
Asher reminded me of myself. She always did something funny to catch your attention and she wasn't easy to cry, she wasn't easy to give up either. There would be times when I'd change her diaper and she'd put up a fight with me, resulting in poop getting on me. I hated when she did that but I couldn't help but find it cute.
Her eyes were grey but much like Easton, her eyes began to fade into green which gave me the assumption that none of our kids would really have the same eyes as me but that was thanks to Declans strong genetics, he is a werewolf after all. Her hair was the name dark brown as mine with her curls prominent like mine and even more harder to take care of. She looked like she was stronger than Hazel but still smaller than both Easton and Aiden. She reminded me of Vera slightly as well but she was a little warrior on her own way.
Looking at all of my babies, I felt my eyes glisten but I couldn't cry. I felt like every time I looked at them, I shed tears but that's because they're so damn precious to me.
I actually have kids. Those babies are mine. Well, mine and Declan's but still. They were beautiful and I just know that my father would be proud of me, I know that if he were alive he'd be running around the field chasing Asher and scooping her up as well as Aiden who would raise his arms in jealousy.
My dad would've done his best to lift up all of my kids despite the difficultly and shower them in kisses. My heart began to hurt and I felt the tears about to fall but warm arms wrap around me and security and love washes over my entire being.
A kiss is placed at my temple and I melt.
"You're dad would be so happy for you," Declan says softly into my ear.
I must've accidentally said some of what I was thinking into our private mind link. I sigh and snuggle into him, nodding my head in agreement.
"I know," I reply and sniffle a bit, "I just wish he could've seen this."
Declan hums in thought, pressing his lips against the crook of my neck which calms me almost immediately.
"He is seeing this," Declan says and he points a finger up to the sky.
I smile as I look down. Declan wasn't one for religion as werewolves believe in the moon goddess but I did even if it wasn't a strong belief so I appreciated him saying that. It made me feel much better.
"I love you," I whisper without thought.
Declan turns me around and presses a long, passionate and toe curling kiss on my lips. His tongue swipes it's way across my bottom lip as his arms grip my waist to pull me closer to him. It gets more intense as I feel his member poke against me which cause my cheeks to flush immediately and a groan to bubble up within my throat.
"What a displeasing sight," I hear Killian say and I rip my lips away from Declan to see the Alpha standing by the door that leads back into the house.
Declan raises his middle finger, "thanks for ruining the moment, I'm horny you ass."
"Does it look like I give a shit about what you're dick wants?" Killian raises a brow.
Anyone who saw the way Declan and Killian socialized would have a hard time being convinced that the two were best friends but they were and this was there way of expressing it. Though, whenever Finnick and I called them best friends they rolled their eyes even though that's technically what they were.
"Don't you have a baby to be feeding?" Declan retorts.
Oh, that's right.
Finnick got pregnant January fifteenth and he gave birth to a baby boy April twentieth so the baby is about two months old now, their child is four months younger than our quadruplets. He was so small and adorable and he always came around Aiden even though Aiden would run away from him and cuddle up next to a five month old child that was a girl.
Their baby, Eros King, was a close image of Finnick. He was quite shy and reserved much like Easton but the difference between Eros and Easton was that Easton was more out there compared to Eros and what I mean by that is that Easton socialized despite being shy while Eros did not.
"Finnick is feeding him," Killian says as he steps outside fully.
"Poor Finnick, he's slaving away taking care of your baby," Declan says teasingly but Killian glares at him.
"For your Information," Killian steps up, "I was supposed to feed him but Finnick forced me away."
"Why?" I ask, leaning into Declan.
Killian shrugs, "he says my world is beginning to revolve around Eros."
"That's so cute, you're smitten," I coo, purposely trying to make fun of him.
"I hate you," he glares.
I shrug, "who's the one who convinced Finnick to have a baby?"
Killian remains quiet with a placid look and I smirk.
"That's right, you still owe me. Don't forget that I said there would be a price," I remind him and he rolls his eyes, running an annoyed hand down his face.
"Of course," he says, "what do you want?"
I tap my chin pretending to think when I already thought of it, this was just to further irritate Killian because that's what I was best at. I heard Declan chuckle behind me and I smiled.
"I want you to babysit all four of my kids whenever I request for you to," I wear a bright smile, "and one more thing."
"What is it?" He growls out.
"I want you to take care of Finnick forever and always," I say.
Killian's anger and annoyance diminishes instantly as his lips twitch up in a half smile.
"That's a done deal," he replies.
"As sweet as this is, Asher and Aiden are kind of fighting right now so we should..." Declan trails off, gesturing towards our oldest and youngest on the blanket hitting each other.
I nod and go to handle the situation but my arm is grasped by Declan. I'm spun around and engulfed in his embrace as he leans down to place a chaste kiss on my lips.
Once we pull away, I look up at him slightly dazed because of the suddenness of his actions.
"What was that for?" I ask.
Declan shrugs nonchalantly, "I wanted to feel your lips on mine again."
I laugh and press my lips against his once more before walking towards my fighting kids with the brightest smile on my face.
This was my life now...
And I couldn't have been any happier.
It's suspiciously a bit too happy don'tcha think, wonder if it'll stay this happy...
~xoxo, Babybird.