Looking In
Epilogue: Teaching Him to Live
Babblings: Thank you guys so much for the awesome feedback I am getting for this story! I love you guys! Some of you requested that I write a sequel or an epilogue. I'm thinking about writing a sequel, but this short little babbling epilogue came to me in the wee hours of the morning. Enjoy!
Destin's point of view
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I watched from the doorway this small display of affection between my parents. Parents. The word was still strange to me. I was used to having only one.
"Daddy?" I asked, padding quietly into their bedroom.
Daddy looked away from his partner and down at me. He smiled. "Come here, Destin," he said, scooting over on the bed as best he could. "I guess we're all awake tonight."
I looked at his stomach, placing my hands upon it, curiously. Questions spilled from my lips. "Did I look like that too? When is he coming? Will he look like me?" Daddy giggled, placing a slender hand over his mouth. "Oh!" I exclaimed. "I felt it! It moved!"
This time, my other parent laughed and grabbed me from behind. "Dad?"
"Quit patronizing your Daddy."
"Pat-ron-i-zing." I ran the word over my tongue, enjoying the feel of it. "What does it mean?"
"Don't you ever run out of questions, Destin?"
After a moment's thought, I shook my head. "Daddy always says I won't learn anything unless I ask questions."
Dad shot Daddy a playful glare. "What have you been teaching our child?"
Good-naturedly, he grinned and tilted his head back, letting out a small laugh. "I've been teaching him how to live."
With that, Dad leaned forward and kissed my Daddy right on the lips.
"Ew!" I cried. "That's gross."
"Someday, Destin," said Daddy, reaching out and taking my hand, "you will meet someone and suddenly everything you went through will all be worth it and you will never want to let that person go."
Eyes wide, I looked up at him, heart pounding in my chest. "I will?"
I saw them exchange a glance; everything was shown behind their eyes: love, lust, passion, and a reason for living. "You will." Then I reached and placed my arms around Daddy's stomach as well as I could, placing my ear to it. I could hear his heartbeat, loud, pounding, already with a will to live. I couldn't wait to have my little brother.