3rd Person’s PovAfter the call, Sean happily scrolls on his phone as he checks for a recipe he would follow. When he found a salmon dish that he and Dean both would like, especially Dean since he really likes salmon. Thinking about it, salmon was the food that he hated the most during his pregnancy.He smiled at that memory as he bookmarked the page. Sean stayed in their room just lying on their bed busying himself scrolling over his phone’s gallery and he stumbled around a particular video. It was him sleeping while Dean was taking care of the twins, Mia was the one who’s recording. In the video, the father and daughter duo were bickering in a low voice, probably to not wake me up. Apparently, Mia was doubting her father if he could actually change his siblings' diapers. Sean laughed when he saw his husband’s face on the screen, he looked so wronged. “Princess, trust me okay. I may not look like it, but I’m an expert.” Sean laughed again as he saw Dean giving their eldest a smu
Dean’s once darkened eyes softened as they met Sean’s. Sean looked up, his eyes brimming with such mischief. “Sean,” he called quietly, his voice almost airy. “I–I…”“Shh… I know,” Sean whispered. “And I’m sorry I reacted like that.” Dean closed the distance between their faces, his hands reaching for his husband’s face, slow and deliberate. Then he knelt in front of him, their eyes locked on each other, he reached out and gently took his hands in his. Sean could feel the coldness on Dean’s fingers, and he felt a pang of guilt for being the cause of his distress. “I love you,” he said, his voice rough with emotion. “I love you more than anything. And I hate to see you hurt and upset because of me.” His breath hitching as he looked into his eyes. “I love you too,” he murmured. “More than I can put into words.”Dean stood up and pulled Sean closer, wrapping his arms around him in a tight embrace. Sean nestled his head against his husband’s shoulder, as he closed his eyes and felt his
3rd PERSON’S POV "Why is my little prince crying?" A man asked his 10-month-old son. The baby boy has been crying in his mother's arms for almost three minutes now. And he immediately stopped crying when he heard his father's voice and started looking around while sniffing. He keeps blabbering and saying gibberish words like he was actually telling his daddy why he was crying.This makes the father smile so brightly. The baby starts giggling when he sees where his father is and the man walks towards his son."Who is that?", the woman holding the baby asks. Then the baby starts babbling again. He even starts drooling and slaps his tiny pair of hands on his mother’s shoulder."Oh, it's Daddy!", she chirped, which made the baby squeak loudly, getting ecstatic after seeing his father act like he was going to attack him. And that makes the couple laugh loudly. The room was filled with the couple laughing and the baby's giggling."How was the meeting, darling?" Avery asks her husband after
3RD PERSON'S POV FOURTEEN YEARS LATER “Sean Williams, my love!” A boy in his teens called out. The one he called Sean Williams halted, facepalmed, and looked down because of embarrassment. After a few seconds, he looked up and faced the other young guy running towards him while grinning. He looked at him as if he wanted to murder him.“Dylan! How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that? Others might misunderstand. I just want to end this school year peacefully.” Sean Williams retorts to the guy named Dylan, then kicks his back leg just right under his bum. Dylan didn’t dodge. He accepted his best friend's kick while laughing at his reaction.Sean Williams'S POVI was about to enter our school’s entrance gate when I heard my best friend’s voice, Dylan, calling—shouting my name rather. I smiled brightly the moment I heard his voice, but that smile vanished automatically after hearing the endearment he uses.Ugh! How I wish I’d disappear right at this instant. This
3RD PERSON’S POVIt was the weekend, everybody was busy doing their own chores. Well except for one person, Sean who's still in his journey on his dreamland.“Sean!!” Marcus woke his brother up, shaking him vigorously. “Until what time do you plan to sleep, huh?" Sean stirred but he didn’t wake up. Marcus again shook his brother stronger.“What?!" Sean hissed at his brother. He yanked his brother's hands and turned his back on him. “Let me sleep, it’s Saturday we don’t even have class. Why do you have to wake me up so early?” he grumbled. “Early?!!" Marcus shouted irritably. “How can you call this early when it’s already 10 AM!!” After hearing what his brother said, Sean abruptly shot up from his bed.“What?!! 10 AM?” Sean asked.“Yes! And here you are still snoring like a pig, and you're even drooling. Yuck!” Marcus commented disgustingly.“Oh,Shit! I’m doomed!” Sean exclaimed.“Doomed? Why? Do you have a date?” Marcus teased his brother.“Date my foot." Sean retorts. Then Marc
Monday“Ok class, as you already know. Today we will have our homeroom officers election. But before that, let me introduce your new classmate. He just got transferred, and it’s a bit late. So I would really appreciate it if you would treat him nicely." The teacher said after greeting her students. “You may come in." Miss Spencer, their class advisor, called the attention of a student waiting outside their room.The newly transferred student entered the room. It made the students of that class gasp. And they began to chatter and whisper at each other. Some are staring at the new guy like a statue. Not moving and as if they even forgot how to breathe. Some start squealing like they just saw their idol in person. Except for the three who are not bothered by it at all. They just keep playing rock, paper, scissors at their seats. The winner will flick the loser’s forehead.“Shhh... Keep your voice down. The whole campus can hear us.” Miss Spencer shook her head while shushing her studen
3RD PERSON’S POV The next day...Dylan, Dean, Marcus and Sean walked together side by side. They're all heading to the canteen. As soon as the four entered the canteen students from all levels couldn't help but stare at them. The four acted like they're not bothered by the way other students stare at them. They just kept walking to the corner as they spotted a vacant table for four earlier.Sean sits beside Dylan. Marcus is sitting at the other side. Dean facing Sean."Hi girls," Dylan said and winked at the group of girls who sat next to their table. "Oh my god! They were like F4" one of the girls squealed. "Hmm… F4, huh. Not bad. We are King University's F4." Dylan grins.Sean rolled his eyes with his usual 'I'm so done with this person' look. Dylan, seeing his best friend's reaction, extended his hands and pinched Sean's cheeks. That earned him a slap on his hands."I'm really curious. How can you manage to stay as best friends when you two always bicker with each other. Mostly.
3rd Person’s Pov As time passed, Sean and Dean got closer with each other. They often joke around. Dissing each other sometimes and throwing light punches at each other. Dean would pick Sean up from his house and go to school together. They are often spotted at the campus just the two of them and most of the students—especially girls, would look at them—at Sean with envy. And there was even a time when Sean got into a fight with one of the girls and Dean saw it. He didn’t have any second thought and jumped in, pulled Sean and hid him behind him. The girl froze after seeing Dean, she looked so pale like her blood drained. “D-Dean…” she called his name, almost crying. “Dean?” Dean repeated. “Calling me casually by my name? Who do you think you are? And the hell gave you the right to hurt Sean?”“B-but he did it first! Don’t get blinded just because he’s close to you and Dylan. He’s a cunning fag! Acting like a victim, can’t you see who he really is?” “ENOUGH!!” Dean roared, making