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The silence of the house was present.
Felix cradled little Taehyun in his lap after the bottle was taken. His youngest son.
The baby breathed calmly, his eyes half closed, and the omega let out a small smile as he looked at the round cheeks, so similar to those of Jisung.
It made me want to bite, only to hear the childish laughter that filled my heart.
While snuggled up against his chest, Felix let the look get lost.
The walls of that house had already heard everything, cries, laughter, arguments, promises and swears whispered between tired bodies. But now, at that hour of the night, all that remained was the soft sound of Taehyun’s breath and the ticking of the clock on the wall.
Thought of Jisung.
In today’s Jisung, calm voice, safe gestures, who sometimes fell asleep on the couch with one of the boys over his chest.
And, inevitably, thought about Jisung before... Twenty years ago, full of energy, always ready to laugh loudly, provoke, experience the world and, above all, turn every touch into discovery.
Felix laughed softly, with a breath of nostalgia.
He remembered the way the alpha made him get lost in the heat of the early days, impetuous, almost naive, always with that glow in his eyes that seemed to say "it’s not over yet".
But now, after nineteen years together, being thirteen of mating, Jisung was another man.
All were.
More mature, more serene... and, perhaps because of this, more distant from that essence that one day set fire to the beginning of everything.
Time had a curious way to put out the fire and leave only the heat, smooth, constant, but without the same flame.
The omega placed the blanket on the little one and kissed his forehead.
Felix : Grow slowly, my love (whispered) Grow slowly, so I don’t miss so much when everything was still new
The reason for that request?
Felix was mated with 7 alphas, belonged to the pack Bang and since they joined together, Felix had given the alphas healthy children.
SeoJun with 12 years, biological of Changbin, mature for age, protector with brothers. an alpha. The perfect firstborn if the pin was not a cock commanded by all brothers.
Haneul at age 10, biologically from Hyunjin, a dreamy beta, sensitive, inherited the artistic side of his father.
Jihoo with his 9 years, to Felix’s frustration, the little one was a faithful copy of his paternal parent, intelligent, responsible, almost a "mini-leader", typical alpha. Typical of Chan!
Those who did not know their parents could say that there would be tension between the two young alphas, however, SeoJun as Changbin only assumed any leadership if Jiho or Chan were not present or if it was necessary.
Then at 7 years old, the most reguila son that Felix had, DaeHoon. A mischievous beta, loves to dance, loves causing laughter. A mini authentic Minho.
MinGyu, a sweet 5-year-old omega, observant and shy, very attached to everyone. Felix didn’t even know how he and SeungMin had conceived such a child! Because SeungMin was not far behind the antics of Minho.
And your youngest there, Taehyun, a 2-year-old pin, cute cheeks like Jisung. The spoiled of the house!
Each of his alphas had their baby, because they after the birth of Jihoo, the other alphas programmed when they wanted to have their own children and for Felix it was fine, because he could follow the steps of each in his own way.
Although the first 3 children were completely damaged and were of the cios and rut, however, it happened and they loved.
Jeongin had not yet expressed that he wanted his puppy and the pack was fine, because there were the other 6.
However, Felix no longer walked to new and his 42 years already began to "weigh". And this was remarkable, since after the birth of Jihoo, everything was scheduled to the minute.
Would the flame be lost?
The room was bathed in darkness.
The light of the lampshade created soft shadows on the walls, and the silence seemed heavier now that the baby was asleep.
Felix felt his chest clench, not of sadness, but of a kind of loneliness that was accompanied by gratitude.
He had everything: a full house, healthy children, companions who loved him.
But still, there was something missing.
Something small, but constant, like a beat forgotten in the depths of the soul.
He walked into the room and sat down at the table, where the old notebook was waiting for him.
The cover was a little worn, brown, simple, without name , and when opened, the smell of paper made him smile.
He took the pen, took a deep breath and began to write.
Those leaves that were white before were now his confidants of what he felt and even the small memories that he did not want to forget or that were very alive in his memory.
Like the day he visited Jisung in the university room and this turned him against the door of the room, because according to the alpha, the omega was irresistible with the blue sweater and fucked it right there with the possibility that anyone could hear. And in fact, that’s what happened when SeungMin went in there and joined the two.
The words that came out of the mouth of the alphas were "hot", "fuck Lix", "you hold love" and a "I love you" that escaped for the first time in their mouths making them ashamed.
None of the 3 complained of tiredness after 2 hours.
Felix took a deep breath after writing those memories and felt something warm burning inside him, like the hunger of that memory.
The omega closed the diary, taking a deep breath. There were tears in his eyes, but he did not cry.
Instead, he smiled... a tired but sincere smile.
The clock struck two and a half in the morning.
Felix stood up, put the notebook in the corner of the table and turned off the light.
Before going up, he looked at the silent house and whispered, almost to himself: There is still fire... only needs a little wind to rekindle