Some of you may remember I wrote 2 Dwight future fics and then said I was going to be writing a short series. Well ive been working on the Jogan one, and have decided it will be three mini stories in a short story. You with me? No? Oh well.
Anyways, I finished the first section and wanted to know your thoughts, I will publish the entire thing hopefully tomorrow when it is finished.
Julian Larson-Wright glared at the disarray of solid varnished wood in front of him. At the moment they were stacked in a messy pile but they were supposed to be a beautiful wooden cot like the one on the box the wooden pieces had originally come in. Picking up two of the pieces, Julian examined them carefully, and then looked down at the instructions in his lap. He roughly tried to force the pieces together, almost snapping them in half, before getting frustrated and throwing them back on the pile. A deep chuckle sounded from behind him.
“You’re going to break them if you keep doing that” Logan leaned down to where Julian was sitting on the floor in the nursery and kissed the top of his head.
“These instructions are impossible and all the stupid pieces look the same, are we sure this kid needs a cot?” Julian huffed not bothering to look up at his spouse as Logan sat on the floor next to him surveying the mess of wood.
“This kid? You mean our son? Yeah I think he needs somewhere to sleep Jules” Logan shook his head laughing whilst Julian pouted.
“Well he may have to sleep with us for a while because I can’t put this together” Julian sighed defeated.
“Let me take a look” Logan offered, Julian raised his eyebrows amused. Handing over the instructions Julian watched as Logan glanced over it quickly before putting it to one side and getting to work on the cot. In just over 20 minutes Logan has produced an exact replica of the cot that was on the cardboard box on the other side of the room.
“Wha-How the hell did you do that?” Julian asked in disbelief. Logan stood over his masterpiece smirking before turning to Julian and shrugging.
“I don’t know, it was pretty basic I’m surprised you couldn’t do it yourself” Logan’s smirk widened.
“Yeah, well, shut up” Julian shot back, colour rising to his cheeks. Logan chuckled again as he sat behind Julian wrapping his arms around him and bringing him closer to his chest, nuzzling his neck. Julian leaned into Logan and looked around admiring the nursery they had created for the baby that would be arriving in just two months.
“Do you think we did it wrong? Finding out the sex? Maybe we should have waited and let it be a surprise” Julian asked turning his head slightly to look at Logan. Looking up from Julian’s neck Logan smirked staring straight into Julian’s eyes.
“Are you kidding? You are too impatient and I’m a bit of a control freak, so there is no way we could have gone nine months without knowing if we were having a boy or a girl” Logan replied smiling fully now as Julian laughed throwing his head back against Logan’s shoulder.
“That’s true” Julian sighed looking around the room again, feeling very content with his life right now, and then laughed out loud. “This poor kid, doesn’t even know what he’s getting himself into, we are going to screw him up so badly” Logan pulled Julian closer to him, kissing his cheek.
“Yes, but we are going to screw him up together” Logan assured him. They sat in silence together for a few more minutes, before Logan started to nip at Julian’s neck and ear again.
“Logan” Julian snickered enjoying the hot breath on his neck. “Logan, we cannot have sex on our son’s floor”
“Why not?” Logan mumbled, not stopping his exploration of Julian’s neck.
“Because that is just too cruel even for us, it’s like tainting the room before he’s even here” Julian laughed as Logan’s lips sucked on the sensitive spot on his neck.
“Come on, let’s go, I am not risking a jinx on this room” Julian told Logan as he stood up, pulling Logan out the door with him.
“When did you get so boring, mum?” Logan joked following Julian down the stairs. Leaving the nursery to wait in silence for the occupant to arrive nine weeks later, a new born boy, Ryder Larson-Wright.