Notes: Still 2nd POV - Wes.
Notes2: I feel like such a shithead – I've had this written since the day I posted ch 6 and then totally forgot about it (I think I just got too caught up in Teen Wolf since I just bought season 1 and then it was the 4th [which involved an entire bottle of whiskey because I fuckin' love my country]... anyway, I'm sorry)
Chapter 7: May everything we define ourselves by be ever true
Harvey calls more often now.
"My father," you begin slowly, hands steepled as you lean forward and pointedly stare at the floor, not making eye contact with anyone else in the group, "my father is the kind of man who hates mediocrity, he hates the boring and the ugly. He's the kind of lawyer who can talk you into not only giving him all of your money, but also every penny that you and your children will ever make.
"And I recently found out why he buried himself in it all – why he buried himself in his work before he met my dad," you stare at your hands. Off to the side you hear Travis shift and shuffle, you glance at him and he's just watching you – making sure you don't fall apart completely. So you keep your eyes on him.
"I can't tell you guys everything, I just know now that there are some people that are everything – everything that makes you who you are, everything that you define yourself by."
And Travis is smiling with his eyes and he's leaning in just a little bit closer. And if Dr. Ryan or any of the other couples notice, they're polite enough not to say anything.
Harvey and Mike have even talked about coming down for weekends whenever they can ((which is really whenever Aunt Jessica feels like taking back the firm for a week or three – because even though she's retired, Mike is still terrified of her and would never dream of denying her)).
The night of Harvey's warning, you had held onto Travis with everything that you were. You had buried yourself under his chin and dug your fingers into his side and intertwined your legs with his. And Travis had held you just as tightly, pressing soft kisses to your temple as he sang quiet lullabies and whispered promises of never leaving.
They've even talked about bringing along Aunt Donna – but she's got her new baby and the daddy is being difficult.
Mike had laughed when he told you about it.
"All it took was for your father to have a five-minute meeting with the man and everything changed."
"I threatened him with our son," you heard Harvey say in the background, the nonchalance heavy in his voice.
You had laughed out loud.
No one mentions that day – the first and only time anyone even whispered of it, it had been Kate and Travis was ready to draw on her. And would've, too, if you hadn't caught his eye and shaken your head just that tiny fraction of an inch that meant No, don't do it.
"But, yeah," you're looking at Dr. Ryan now, "he calls more often now."