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Kyan George Wilson ([personal profile] intothegroove) wrote in [community profile] dreamlikenewyork2022-04-24 12:29 am

"Think we're in for a big surprise!"

Who: Kyan Wilson and Trey Wilson
What: Big News!
Where: Chester-Wilson Home, NYC
When: After this

Kyan's day had been stupidly busy and it was hard to keep his head in the game, all things considered. He smashed out a training session with Sawyer, had meetings his manager and Caden, did a radio interview and somehow managed to discreetly dodge questions about Justin, and still did the grocery shopping so they didn't run out of toilet paper and put a load of laundry on when he got home. He even managed to duck home before lunch when Reecy decided she needed an impromptu stress relief session and he realised if she was going to be that horny for the entire pregnancy, he was going to need to invest in Red Bull shares.

Once he sat down at the kitchen table to wait for the kettle to boil and the laundry to finish, it hit him again how incredible his and Reecy's surprise was. It was a lot to process because he and Reecy had talked about this stuff a lot before they even decided to get married. She had been honest with him that she didn't want to ever face another pregnancy. She had been planning on trying to adopt herself, a child that really needed the help and that would be harder to place because of their challenges. It had been something he had been all-in with her on and they decided to do it together. Having biological children hadn't been an important factor for him. He would never want the love of his life to go through something so distressing if she couldn't face it. But this was 100% a surprise and not at all planned. It was a lot to process because his main priority was protecting Reecy and making sure she was okay with all this while they adjusted to the life curveball but he was glad she was okay with him telling Trey. He never wanted to keep anymore secrets from his twin when he had to hide the reality that their mom asked him to help her with assisted dying.

He grabbed his phone so he could shoot Trey a text. He would be lying that, despite the fact it was a lot to process and it would take some time to get used to the news, he was freaking over the moon and wanted to tell Trey as soon as possible.

Hey bud, when do u think u'll be home from work 2night? Really need to talk to you about sumthing
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[personal profile] midnightlog 2022-04-24 11:57 am (UTC)(link)
Trey was dozing on and off in his bed and heard his phone vibrate on the nightstand with an incoming message. He carefully checked the notification on the screen, waiting to see if the light from it would feel like a laser in his eyes but it was tolerable again, which was a good sign. He decided to throw caution to the wind and sit up on the side of the bed for a bit, making sure his head didn't make him immediately vomit again. The dreaded burden of being a migraine sufferer. His head was still sore but nothing like it had been. He was a little lightheaded when he first sat but his head calibrated with the rest of him okay and didn't turn into another wave of full-blown vertigo. So far, so good.

He shoved his phone into the pocket of his trackpants that he had been sleeping and shuffled out of his bedroom and up the hall, rubbing his eyes and giving his nuts and absentminded scratch. "M'here. Not at work," he mumbled, coming into the kitchen to find Kyan. "What's up? Everything okay? Shit, can't do these lights," he whimpered at the fluoros, shielding his eyes with his hand.