Chapter 104: back to normal (faulkner style)

As the last of the *Supernatural* crew drove away, the Faulkner house finally settled into a peaceful silence. Mrs. Faulkner stood at the doorway, watching the cars disappear down the road. With a small, satisfied smile, she turned back inside, knowing the week of chaos had finally come to an end.

Inside, Alex, Jake, and Tyler shared a glance. They had spent the past week keeping up appearances, playing along with the madness brought on by their unexpected guests. Now, finally, they could relax and return to being their true selves—teenage boys who found comfort in their own unique way of life.

Jake stretched, letting out a content sigh. “Well, that was something.”

Tyler smirked. “Yeah, fun and all, but I’m glad it’s over. We can finally stop pretending.”

Alex grinned as he flopped onto the couch. “No kidding. I was starting to feel a little exposed with all those people around.”

The three boys were *Teen Baby Diaper Lovers* (TBDLs), something they had kept between themselves and Mrs. Faulkner. While the *Supernatural* crew had been around, they had to be careful, making sure they weren’t too obvious about their habits. But now, with the house back to normal, they could finally be themselves without worry.

Mrs. Faulkner walked in, looking at her boys with a knowing smile. “I take it you’re happy to have the house back?”

Jake nodded. “Very.”

“Well, now that the craziness is over, you boys can relax,” she said warmly. “I know it wasn’t easy keeping everything hidden.”

Alex chuckled. “Yeah, I was afraid one of them was going to figure it out. Especially Jensen. He was *way* too observant.”

Tyler rolled his eyes. “Tell me about it. He nearly walked in on me twice.”

Mrs. Faulkner laughed softly. “Well, no more hiding. Just be yourselves, boys. You’ve earned it.”

With that reassurance, the three brothers felt the last bit of tension fade away. They didn’t have to pretend anymore. They could go back to their routines, their comforts, and just be who they truly were.

As the evening settled in, the boys got comfortable, finally able to enjoy the peace and quiet. No more unexpected surprises. No more stressful hiding. Just them, in the safety of their home, able to be themselves without worry.

It had been a crazy week—but now, they could finally breathe easy.

As the evening rolled in, the Faulkner house finally felt like home again. No more unexpected guests, no more wild chases, and no more stress. Just the three boys, finally able to relax and embrace the comfort they had been missing all week.

Jake stretched out on the couch, sighing in relief. “Man, I forgot how nice it is to just chill.”

Alex chuckled. “Yeah, no more running around or trying to keep things hidden. I swear, Jensen was *this* close to figuring things out.”

Tyler smirked. “Honestly, I think Mrs. Faulkner enjoyed watching us squirm. She *totally* knew how much of a struggle it was.”

Mrs. Faulkner, passing through with a warm cup of tea, gave them a knowing smile. “Of course I did. But you boys handled it well. And now that it’s over, you can just be yourselves again.”

The three of them shared a look and a nod. It was nice to finally feel at ease again.

As the night went on, they fell back into their normal routine. Tyler played video games, Alex browsed online, and Jake just enjoyed the peaceful quiet. The house was theirs again, and the comfort of their routines helped wash away the stress of the past week.

Before bed, Mrs. Faulkner checked in on them as she always did. “You boys all set for the night?”

Jake nodded. “Yeah, finally.”

She smiled warmly. “Good. Sleep well, my boys.”

With that, she turned off the lights, leaving them to their peaceful night. The house was quiet, safe, and filled with a sense of home that had been missing all week.

Finally, things were back to normal.

Jordan chuckled, wrapping an arm around Tyler. “Yeah, yeah, I’m back. No more crazy guests, no more wild chases—just us.”

Tyler sighed in contentment, resting his head against Jordan’s chest. “Good. I missed this.”

Jake smirked from across the room. “You two are ridiculous.”

Alex laughed. “Oh, let them have their moment. After the week we just had, I think we all deserve to just *be* for a while.”

Mrs. Faulkner peeked in one last time before heading to bed herself. “Get some rest, boys. No more late-night chaos, understood?”

A chorus of “Yes, ma’am” filled the room, and with that, she turned off the hallway light, leaving them in comfortable darkness.

Tyler yawned, nestling closer. “Night, Jordy.”

Jordan gave him a gentle squeeze. “Night, Ty.”

For the first time in days, everything was calm. No surprises, no stress—just the quiet, comforting presence of family.

Jordan scrunched his nose as the smell hit him, blinking sleepily as he shifted slightly. He glanced down at Tyler, still curled up against him, completely relaxed.

“Ty,” Jordan murmured, gently nudging him.

Tyler let out a sleepy whimper, barely stirring.

Jordan sighed, realizing Tyler had fully used his diaper in his sleep. He hated to wake him, but there was no way he was lying here with that smell any longer.

“Come on, buddy, let’s get you cleaned up,” Jordan said softly, shaking Tyler’s shoulder.

Tyler finally stirred, rubbing his eyes. “Huh?”

Jordan gave him a knowing look. “You need a change, man.”

Tyler groaned but didn’t argue as Jordan helped him sit up. “Ugh… too comfy,” he mumbled.

“I bet,” Jordan chuckled, already grabbing the supplies. “But trust me, you’ll feel better after.”

Tyler just yawned and let Jordan take care of it, grateful for the comfort and care. As much as he enjoyed being babied, moments like this made it even more special.

Jordan's heart clenched at the nickname. He smiled softly as he finished taping up a fresh diaper on Tyler.

"I love you too, kiddo," Jordan murmured, ruffling Tyler's hair.

Tyler let out a content sigh, curling up against Jordan again, his thumb still in his mouth. "Missed this…" he mumbled sleepily.

Jordan chuckled. "Yeah, yeah. You big baby."

Tyler only giggled, not denying it in the slightest. Jordan shook his head with a smirk, pulling a blanket over them both. No matter how crazy the last week had been, at least now, things were back to normal—well, their kind of normal.