Chapter 22
The next day was hell for Liam, Theo could tell. He had woken up to the sounds of his boy puking his guts out, then Liam couldn’t even eat breakfast, gagging at the smell of the eggs and bacon. He didn’t have any motivation to do anything other than sleep and cuddle. Theo was happy to oblige him, but he wasn’t able to stay that night, the club needing him to be there. He was torn. He didn’t want to, couldn’t, leave his mate like this, but his family needed him there at the club, needed him to be present. He went to his last and final resort.
Brett.
He called the other Alpha, already hating where this was going.
“Yes, Raeken.” Brett said, and Theo grit his teeth, clenching his hand.
“I need you to stay with Liam tonight.” He said, and he heard rustling on the other end.
“Okay, I can do that. I’ll be over in fifteen.” He said, and Brett hung up.
Theo closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Just the thought of having the other alpha over made his hackles rise, made him want to rip the man’s throat out. He didn’t want anybody else near Liam. He wasn’t even letting Derek near Liam, and Derek was like his brother.
He walked to the couch and crouched down in front of him, hands cupping the sides of Liam’s face.
“Hi, baby boy.” He whispered. Liam looked up at him, eyes glossy and wet. Theo smiled at him softly, giving him a soft kiss to his forehead.
“Brett is going to be coming and staying over with you for a while, okay? I wish I didn’t have to go but my family is making me. I didn’t want to leave you alone.” Liam just nodded a bit, pressing his face into Theo’s neck.
Theo just held him close, soothing and comforting him as best he could, draining any pain away from him that he had. He heard the knock on the door, Liam flinching against him. He held Liam closer, telling Brett to come in.
The Alpha walked in slowly, taking short and careful steps. He crouched down right in front of Liam as well, next to Theo. Theo went to growl at him, but Liam whimpered again, hand going around his stomach.
“He’s pregnant.” Brett whispered. Theo nodded, looking at him.
“You fucking hurt him I swear—” Brett cut Theo off with the shake of his head.
“I couldn’t ever hurt him. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.” He said, and Theo nodded.
He didn’t want to, but he moved Liam’s head from his neck over to Brett’s, Brett took over, holding Liam close to him. Liam whimpered again, and Brett drained the pain, whispering in Liam’s ear. Liam gave a choked laugh, eyes opening a little.
Theo watched their dynamic. It was honestly really cute.
Liam was still his, of course, but it was cute to watch them.
“There you are, Dunbar.” Brett said, soft smile on his face.
“Watch out,” Liam said, taking a breath, “it’ll be Raeken soon.”
Theo felt tingles all over.
Shit, they were gonna get fucking married.
The thought put a smile on his face.
Brett laughed softly, carding his fingers through Liam’s hair.
“I’ll be on the lookout for the wedding invite.” He said, and Liam nodded a bit, eyes closing again.
Theo nodded a bit, standing and going to get ready. He changed into a pair of midnight black jeans, pulling over one of his plain black tees, throwing on some converse. He never had to really dress professional there, seeing as he owned it, but he wanted to at least look decent. He walked back out to see Liam passed out, head against Brett’s chest, arms curled up against his chest. Theo felt his heart clench at the sight, felt a smile etching at the sight. He walked over, leaning down and kissing the top of Liam’s head. Liam stirred a little, but otherwise didn’t make a sound. Theo waved bye to them, heading to the club.
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He had broken up three fights, two of which were started by Erica and Malia. The last one was a man hitting Stiles because Stiles didn’t want to put out for him, and even told the man so. The man didn’t believe that Stiles had a boyfriend, so he tried to force Stiles to his knees and wanted him to perform, but Stiles fought back. Derek had been outside manning the line to get in so Theo was the one doing damage control.
It was a stressful night.
His parents had left within the first ten minutes.
He sat down in his chair, pulling out his phone. He had three messages from Brett.
Talbot: He ate dinner.
Talbot: He has a vagina?!
Talbot: He’s asleep now.
Me: Good, yes he does, why were you looking? And okay.
He got a response five minutes later.
Talbot: He needed to take a bath so
I helped him get undressed (he puked
on himself) and saw it.
Me: Oh. Okay. Well, I’ll be back here in twenty.
He put his phone away, running his hands down his face. This child was making life a living hell for Liam, and Theo wished he could help. Yes, he was excited to be a dad, and he was excited to see his kid come into the world, but he wished it wasn’t so painful for Liam.
Derek came up to his office, brows furrowed angrily, and he plopped himself down on the couch.
“What.” Theo said, raising an eyebrow.
“I’m sick and tired of the pervs in this club.” Derek said, and Theo nodded.
“Yeah, me too. But there’s not much we can do about it.” He said, and Derek made an angry noise.
“We can. We literally own the space.” Theo just rolled his eyes.
“Then you come up with something. My brain is fried, and I just want to sleep for the next five years.” Derek just huffed, standing up.
The twenty minutes could not go by any faster.
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He literally stumbled his way inside, feet dragging, eyes already forcing themselves closed.
He passed out on the floor in the living room.
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He woke to kisses.
He squinted his eyes, then opened them, seeing Liam was straddling his waist, peppering kisses all over his face.
“Hi, my love.” Liam said, and Theo just closed his eyes again.
“T…” He said, voice soft, and Theo wanted to reply, but he also wanted to sleep.
He pushed Liam off of him gently, and Liam made a hurt noise. Theo wanted to care, but he really didn’t at this point in time. He needed sleep.
So he did.
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He did not wake up to kisses this time.
He woke up to a silent house.
He sat up from the floor, his back aching, and he looked around, seeing that Liam was long gone. Had been for a while.
He frowned a little, groping for his phone in his pocket. He pulled up his call log, dialing Liam.
He answered on the third ring.
“What?” He asked.
“Baby, where are you?” He asked.
“I’m with Mason and Brett at a diner.”
“Why are you there? I would’ve made you food.” Liam huffed on the other end.
“I tried to get you up three times. The first one, you pushed me off, the second one you were passed out, and the third time you were semi-conscious, and you told me to ‘go away’. So I did. And now here I am, at brunch with my friends.” He said, and Theo felt his stomach drop a little.
“I’m sorry, baby…” He said, and Liam just made a humming noise.
“Later, T. I’ll see you at home.” And then he hung up.
He sighed softly, pulling himself up to his feet, heading for the bathroom.
He did his business, then went and changed out of his clothes, pulling on a jumper and some jeans, grabbing his car keys. He saw that Liam didn’t have his heavy coat with him. It was still snowing.
He was able to find Liam through the find my friends app on their phones. They had both gotten it for each other after Liam had gotten kidnapped by Ennis, so that way they could find one another. He found him at Rosie’s diner, and he drove there, pulling into the parking lot after ten minutes.
He needed to stop speeding.
He got out of the car, walking inside, making a beeline for the table his boyfriend was at. He sat down next to Mason, all eyes snapping towards him.
Liam just continued eating his food, ignoring Theo. Theo grabbed his wrist the next time he went to put his hand down, and Liam glared at him. Brett seemed tense, wanting to jump in if necessary. Mason’s heartbeat was through the roof.
“Let go.” Liam said.
“Come home.” Theo said in turn.
“I will if you let go.” He said, so Theo did.
Liam continued eating his food, then finished after five minutes. He grabbed his wallet, pulling out a ten and some ones, and slapped them down onto the table. They both went out to the car, but Liam didn’t get in.
“Li—” He was cut off by Liam pressing him against the side of the car.
“Shut the fuck up.” He hissed out. Theo expected to get yelled at, but Liam just slotted his lips against Theo’s.
Theo kissed back, hands going to his waist, squeezing tight.
Things got heated fast, both of them insistent on claiming one another.
“Car.” Is all Liam said.
They both got in, thankful for the tinted windows and windshield. Liam was sat in his lap, grinding down onto Theo. Theo ground his hips up, moving his mouth from Liam’s lips to his neck, sucking bright and big hickeys all over the column, making sure everybody knows who Liam’s is.
Liam gasped and moaned a little, hands finding purchase in Theo’s hair, pulling gently.
“Such a fucking slut for my cock, baby.” Liam whimpered softly, and nodded.
Liam sucked him off, fingering himself while doing so. It was a marvelous sight to see.
Theo fucked Liam’s mouth gently too, hands holding his head still, moving in out, in out. He reached his peak, throwing his head back, and coming down Liam’s throat.
He was glad Liam didn’t have a gag reflex.
He pulled Liam off, leaning down to kiss him. He could still taste himself. It was a little weird, but not the grossest thing he’s ever tasted.
Liam whined when he pulled away, eyes flashing their bright gold color, Theo’s flashing red in response.
He brought Liam up onto his lap, holding him close.
“We good?” He asked softly.
“We’re good.” He said in reply.
They were good.