5. Husbands

*Matty POV*

"He's been gone for five hours,"

I sighed as I tapped my foot on the hardwood floor, with my fingers crossed together as Luca and I both stared at our upturned phoned on the table. His arm around me as we waiting for a call or even a single text from Thomas. There was a certain dread forming on my heart, almost as if my own heart had a few weights attached to it.

"Something's wrong, I can almost feel it," Luca says as he rubs the left side of his chest and I meet his concerned gaze.

"I can too and I don't like it,"  I admit and Luca gets off the couch, pacing himself over to the kitchen.

"I'm going to make tea, do you want some?" He asks and I nodded, needing something warm on this foreboding night. I slowly rubbed my arms to get some warmth back in them with my personal space heater gone.

"If he doesn't come home in five minutes, I'm going to-" Just as I begin my threat, I heard the garage door open and the familiar roar as he parked.

"Well speak of the devil," Luca mutters and I stood up, tying the strings of my robe a little tighter and crossed my arms.

"Don't be aggressive honey," Luca reminds me and I look back to see he had put the kettle on and was now joining me from behind, resting his hands on my shoulders and making me relax my arms to my side.

"What? I wasn't being aggressive, I just want to know why he would scare us like this," I told him and he raised his brow.

"You had your arms crossed which usually means your about to verbally whoop ass, I should know, I'm one of your husbands baby," he chuckled and kissed my cheek before the garage door leading into the house opened and my heart stopped.

Thomas' face was drenched with tears and his eyes were so red that I could barely see the brown. He kept his head down as he walked in and slowly closed the door behind him.

"I-I-I'm sorry if I scared you...I just...I..." He stuttered, barely able to speak as Luca and I rushed to him. He enclosed us in his warm embrace, kissing both of us as he just resting his head on our shoulders and burst into tears.

"Baby what's wrong?" I asked him, never seeing him like this as he just collapsed into us as he sobbed and slowly the three of us just fell to the floor together.

"I just want you guys to know that I love you so so so fucking much," Thomas gasped as he choked on his own tears. I was in such shock that my own tears were starting to form because I hate seeing him so hurt when there was nothing I could do about it. Luca pushed him back just a little, cupping his cheeks and slowly wiping the tears away.

"Hey, what happened? Talk to us sweetheart," Luca asked, his voice cracking from his own tears. Thomas sniffled as he avoided our gaze.

"My mother just passed away...and I was there...and she...and she..." He started to cry again and I pulled him back to us, letting him rest on my shoulder like he was one of our little ones.

"Shhhh...shhhh, I know baby, I know it hurts but you have to calm down okay? Take a few deep breaths, come on...shhh," He wrapped his arms around me and I rocked him back and forth.

Luca came around to Thomas' back and hugged him from behind as we sandwiched our poor man in mourning. My shoulder now drenched but I didn't give two shits as I continued to run one hand on Thomas' head and the other on Luca's back. We sat like this on the kitchen floor for what felt like hours until Thomas had run out of tears to cry and all of us had been reduced to a sniffling festival in great need of tissues.

"My butt hurts," Thomas mumbles and I kissed his wet cheek.

"My legs hurt but you don't see me complaining," I told him and he let out a small light-hearted laugh.

"My back hurts from hunching over both of you," Luca adds, kissing the nape of Thomas' neck and he smiles.

"She would have loved you two," Thomas sighs and buried his head in my shoulder, laying a single kiss on my neck before sitting up.

"I would have loved to meet her. I'm sorry this happened baby, I didn't know you were still close to them," Luca says and I agreed, only meeting Sophia like twice in the seven years we had been together.

"I wasn't because of my father...he's the one who kicked me out of the house for being gay," Thomas admits and I shuddered.

"I never understood how someone could do that to their own children. I thought maybe I would understand when I had kids but now I do and it's still a mystery to me. You can't kick your child to the streets unless you never loved them to begin with," Thomas sighs and I raked my hand through his messy, straightened hair.

"Well, I'm glad you're gay. I have four beautiful little blessings asleep upstairs because of it," I told him honestly and the kettle started to ring telling Luca the water was done.

"You guys are the only family I really need," Thomas said and kissed my cheek while squeezing Luca's shoulder.

Luca slowly gets up and walks over to shut it off, taking three teacups out of the cupboard for us as he did so.

"Come on baby, let's get you off the floor and somewhere comfortable," I suggested and he nodded, slowly following me with his arm cast around my shoulder while Luca finished the tea.