Against all expectations, Casper moved in.

Not right away. He just started coming around often enough that it only made sense for the man to move in.

That would've been fine, but then came the aspect of telling his kids, more specifically Bryan since had no clue who his father was, that Casper was their other dad.

Jesus Christ.

That thought was absolutely frightening.

Yet, when his kids were wondering why Casper just moved in, he sat them down.

"Bryan, this may be hard to believe, but Casper is you and Eugene's other father."

"I have no mom?" Bryan questioned.

I nodded, "You we're born to two guys, weird as it sounds."

"No mom... everyone has a mom?"

"Not everyone. Besides the point, he only just found out he's your father and well, he wants to be there for you two. He wishes he knew."

"You finally told him?" Eugene asked.

"I did. It's why he's staying."

"Okay." Eugene said quickly.

There was still something underneath those words that didn't sit right with me. I couldn't do anything at the moment about it though.

But I was irked.

"In other news, you two are getting a younger sibling!"

That sparked genuine joy in both of them. "We are?"

I couldn't help the smile that readily grew on my face, "you are."

"Yay! We want a sister!"

A sister, huh?

"We'll see."

It had been decently smooth sailing. Of course, even though Casper wanted to be there every day, he was a celebrity with a job that required him to leave from time to time.

Though, he managed to call as much as he could.

And well, it seemed that word of Casper being a smitten fool got around and that apparently, a picture of us pair with Eugene and Bryan was snapped right before Casper had to leave for work.

And well, getting one of my twitter feeds blown up was not what he wanted.

It was my personal Twitter too...

I had scrolled through about a billion questions about the photo when someone linked me an interview with Casper.

I sighed and leaned back on my couch, pressing the link.

Whatever he said to entice the drama on my feed was partially my fault since I said he could say whatever he wished about our relationship as long as he accepted the consequences of his words. And he kept out the fact I could get pregnant.

"So Mr. Plant, media snapped this rather cute picture of you with a...friend?"

Casper was presented with the aforementioned photo. I was carrying Bryan, who was sleepy, and Eugene walked in front of us as Casper and I talked, smiling sweetly at each other.

Casper hesitated, but decided to start soft, "he's a pretty amazing guy. Single parents kick ass."

"You know him well?"

"Friends since almost birth. He kinda ghosted on everyone but his best friend for three years, but when he came to us with his son, we understood."

The interviewer hummed thoughtfully at that.

"So you know two single parents?"

"What? No, only one."

That made the interviewer take a mental leap, "but you said-"

"It's easier to explain being in love with a single mother than a single father."

"Ah! Are you two involved?"

"We just started going out actually. His birthday was recently and well, the fears that sort of held him back from being with me... he didn't want them to hold him back anymore. So yeah. We're slowly adjusting... his sons are both... confused with me around."

"I'd imagine. Do you friends and parents know?"

"Yeah. They were at his party with me. His parents know as they've been around to help him raise his kids. My mom knows sorta. She know we just started dating, but not that he has two kids."

"why's that?"

"Well, I want to go tell her with him."

The interviewer then propped more, "does it discourage you that he already has kids that aren't yours?"

Casper obviously bit back the snap that my kids were biologically his, which I much appreciated. "No. I love him and everything about him, so I can accept that he already has kids."

"That's very mature. Does it sadden you that you won't have kids of your own?"

I could see anger flare in his eyes, but he kept a calm smile on his lips even though his eyes screamed murder. "Not particularly. I can have children myself, a surrogate if necessary, but children aren't something everything wants. I want his kids, to raise them as if I'm their father, so that's what I'll do."

"Can you tell-"

"I love that you're obsessed with my love life, but just because someone is dating me doesn't mean that they want to be plastered all over the fucking internet. Actually, that was one of the reasons he didn't want to date me. He's just barely okay with it because, Hey, he loves me and doesn't want me uncomfortable. So drop it."

"I... I'm terribly sorry for intruding."

Ah...

Then how the fuck did people find his Twitter?

After I finished the video, I found out pretty quickly that they simply just looked into who Casper was following and of course, I was one of them.

My Twitter was full of photos of me with the kids and cute things like that, going all the way back to when Eugene was first born. My Twitter was private until I met up with everyone again. Luckily, because of my freaky womb shit, I was smart enough to only post things a single dad would post.

It made me a bit sad to see hateful people spam those photos with hate, but surprisingly, I got an overwhelming amount of love. Especially on a video Casper had taken of me, humming at the piano, the kids sitting cross legged in front of me.

"Daddy! Play us a song!"

I had chuckled when they asked and agreed.

"Any requests?"

"New!" Eugene has begged.

I smiled at them and warmed up before my fingers turned to the keys, playing soft notes.

"Oh, sweet child of mine, one day I'll leave you behind. But don't worry because I'll be watching you, up by the stars and up by the moon. Someday you'll leave me behind, fall in love with someone that isn't me, but I'll watch you go with a smile on my face, because you'll forever be my baby. And while it saddens me, I can't wait for that day. Pass my hat to you and you, and let your way guide you, too. So don't cry when you're gone. Don't cry when I leave. I'll be on your heart, I'll be on your sleeve. For when I go, I'll be protecting you, so you can live and be free."

That video had gotten a lot of responses. A few news outlets even retweeted it after it was figured out that I was Casper's boyfriend.

There was a lot on my feed to unpack.

Like another video when everyone was over and we had set up a camera and decided to do stupid shit.

"Kids are with the grandparents, let's get you some shots!"

"You'll kill me."

"Let's get you some soda!"

The video consisted of dancing to crappy music, my friends drinking and Casper and I dancing happily. It would be pretty obvious to anyone that we were dating. He had swung me around and kissed all over my face, making me laugh and hold him close.

"You two are gross," Tyler jokes, smirking as he slung an arm around Tina.

The rest nodded, "just go get married you nerds."

"You're just jealous."

"Do you want to unpack the last ten years or???" Jeremy pointed out.

I held my hands up in defense, "fair."

It was a five minute clip but people really ate it up. They dig deep for more photos of Casper and I. There were quite a few, but it was obvious when we had gotten together. The one person buffet had disappeared and we were obviously holding hands.

My followers went from a measly eight to over one hundred thousand. All because i was dating a celebrity.

I didn't pay it any mind though. But I did decide to tease. So, I filmed a quick video.

"Hey! I'm guessing you all now know I'm dating Casper. If you are here to bash on me and my children, kindly fuck off. It's hard enough dealing with life without having to see absolute nonsense. If you're here just because you want to support us, thank you! It's not needed, but appreciated! I mostly post about my kids and me and my friends shenanigans, so I hope you can tolerate all that. So yeah, just an intro since one comment sorta blew up my phone. Ha..." I paused and sighed, "I sorta tend to keep to myself so this is all a bit new. It took me way too long to date Casper even though I've been in love with him since forever. So, you'll hear me talk about him I suppose, but I'm more or less a private person."

He posted that and within a few minutes, it already got thousands of likes and retweets.

Of course it did.

This was going to be a long seven months.