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-Ty's POV-

I watched Seto's face closely, desperately, needing some positive news. I needed to know if this would work.

The adoption centre we had visited had a lot of great kids, all perfect in my eye - but one look at the face of the woman running the place was enough to show that we wouldn't be approved. The death glare she sent our way screamed homophobe before I even signed the check-in papers.

I don't see my life without a child. I love Adam so much, and if I'm being honest, he's enough of a big kid already but... I'd feel like something was missing if we never had children. It was like a part of me I couldn't quite shake.

Seto sighed heavily, rubbing the side of his belly like I noticed he did when he was anxious or worried. My smile faltered a little, glancing back up at his face.

"I-I'm sorry, Ty. The thing is... fertility potions only work on individuals who have the ability, but are having problems conceiving. Almost like a boost. You, you're sterile, which means you d-don't have that ability, s-so it... wouldn't work. I'm sorry." he stammered, quietly fiddling with his fingers, resting on top of his bump.

My heart throbbed dully in my chest, and I felt cold.

That was it. I wouldn't be able, to...

I blinked up at Seto, who was rubbing his bump again, and for some reason that angered me. A bolt of malice ran through me as I watched him. Could he just stop?

It felt like he was rubbing it in. Why wouldn't he?

He was pregnant, a successful husband, successful carrier, and what was I? A failure, a hopeless failure. So why did he see the need to flaunt?

"Will you just stop that?!" I spat out suddenly, jealousy and anger and deep hurt clouding my brain, glaring at Seto as he looked up, hand stilling on his stomach.

From here I could see the taught sweater barely able to cover he bump. I hate it. I hate that.

"Ty?" he muttered softly, sympathy and concern in his eyes. I hate that. That made me even more angry.

Pity. I didn't need his pity.

"Don't look at me like I'm some sort of charity case. I get it, you think I need you to tell me it's alright, and that there are so many other options. I don't need it! And I certainly don't need you, you son of a bitch!" I snarled, my hands shaking in fists, the way they would when I got worked up.

I saw him flinch in shock, and a tiny part of my brain was screaming at me to just shut up, that I shouldn't shout at Seto, but I wasn't thinking right.

I was angry at my self, after all, not Seto. But, in my fucked up mind, he gave me a reason to expel that anger. I hate myself.

Before I could say anymore, or wait for the wide-eyed Seto to respond, I growled, turning on my heels and storming out the door, slamming it as I made my way through the flat.

"Ty? What's the matter?" Adam called worriedly, as I stalked through the living room, not even sparing a glance at anyone, desperately trying to ignore the urge to curl up in his arms.

I just grabbed my coat, and ran, ran out if the door, out of the complex, into the rain, thunder booming up above me.

I couldn't handle them, I had to be alone right now.

I'm sorry Seto. I'm sorry Adam. I'm so so sorry.

God, I'm such a failure.

-Adam's POV-

I sat dumbfounded as Ty stormed out into the living room, back tense, tears streaming down his face, fists clenched and shaking by his sides.

Something was wrong, dear god, something was so wrong.

"Ty? What's the matter? I called, standing up from my seat, and I didn't even wince at the obvious panic in my voice. I didn't care, he knew how I expressed my emotions.

I felt a sharp twist in my stomach. He hasn't stormed out like this since the police said Will made bail, years ago.

He hesitated ever so slightly, before slamming the front door shut. I stared after him, but didn't follow. I know him. I know he needs time alone right now.

I want answers.

I looked over to the living room door, as a sniffling Seto waddled in slowly, hugging himself dejectedly.

Brice was up in a flash, wrapping his arms around him, murmuring in his ear, asking him what was wrong, what happened.

I moved forward quietly, standing in front of Seto as Brice lowered him onto the couch, squeezing his hand in an attempt to comfort him.

I ran a hand through my hair, biting my lip. I needed answers. I needed to know what hurt my TyTy.

"Seto, what happened? I'm not mad, I won't shout at you." I whispered softly, trying to hid how scared I was.

Seto flinched as if I had shouted at him anyway, and that just increased my worry. Please tell me Ty was ok.

"H-he asked me to make him a fertility potion." he croaked, and my blood froze in my veins.

He doubted himself. Again.

I took a shaky breath, closing my eyes briefly as I thought over the situation.

In a way, I know why. All Ty wants is a family, one that he can love and protect just as his had done. I don't blame him for wanting to protect and cherish his own after what he's been through. But, this whole terrible situation...

His dreams were ripped from his so often, I don't blame him from cracking under the strain. I need to find him.

"It... It wasn't good news, was it?" I whispered, giving Seto a weak smile as he shook his head, lip trembling, his eyes glossy.

I knew he felt guilty about this, Ty, practically his brother, so bitter and angry about things he couldn't control.

Some people think I'm an idiot, but I know people. I knew Seto. I know my Ty. This was killing him.

I sighed, standing up straight and biding my head, turning to Mitch and Jerome, who were sitting sadly on the opposite couch.

"Could one of you guys go to our place in case he comes home? I'll text you if I find him, and I'll bring him back here. I'm going to look for him." I muttered, finality in my voice.

I knew pretty well were he most likely had gone, and if I knew him, he wouldn't leave off his own accord.

They nodded, smiling reassuringly, Mitch standing up and giving Jerome a quick kiss, before pulling his hoodie on, waving behind him as I tossed him he door keys, before leaving.

I turned back to Seto, him crying softly as Brice tried to soothe him, glancing back up at me with nervous eyes.

"Do you need help finding him?" he asked, cradling Seto's head in his clavicle, offering a hand, although I knew he wasn't going to leave Seto alone right now.

I swallowed past the lump in my throat as I suddenly thought of snuggling up with a pregnant Ty, worrying and babbling like the idiot I am. I quickly pushed that image out of my mind. I didn't need to wallow right now. I needed to find Ty.

I shook my head, shrugging in my coat as I headed towards he door, jaw set.

Oh Ty, baby. I'm coming.

~

I spotted him sitting on the curb twenty minutes later, forehead resting on his knees, arms wrapped around his legs, hair mussed and matted with the rain.

I pulled the hood higher over my head as a clap of thunder boomed, walking up to him slowly.

He didn't look up as I sat down next to him, and I sighed, slipping an arm around his shoulders, pulling him to me, so his head was resting on my shoulder, mine on his.

The only sound was the roar of the rain, the occasional rumble of thunder above us as we sat there staring out at the church opposite, the grey building solemn and looming.

Ty sighed, shifting his head to look at me, his usually bright eyes dull and defeated, sending a pang through my chest.

I hadn't seen him look like that since...

I offered him a small, sad smile, squeezing his shoulders.

"I thought I'd find you here. You used to come here when we were kids, and listen to the church bells." I muttered, glancing back at the church.

Ty nodded, leaning more heavily on my shoulder as the wind picked up, his eyes closed.

I'm sorry Adam." he croaked hoarsely, and it broke me a little to hear how small he sounded, how defeated.

I ran my fingers through his damp hair, pressing my lips to his crown, letting them linger there for a while.

"You need to tell that to Seto. You haven't done anything wrong, baby, but you said some stuff you didn't mean." I scolded softly, smiling, carding my hands through his hair again like I knew would calm him.

He let out a shaky breath, hands fiddling with his laces, shoulders trembling a little, out of cold or guilt, I wasn't sure.

"I-I think he hates me. I told him- God, I-I told him I didn't need him, I called him names. But I-I do. I do n-need him, s-so much, Adam, h-he's my brother." Ty finally sobbed out, voice small and vulnerable, sinking into my arms as I lifted him onto my lap, crying into my shoulder.

At this point my hoodie was so wet I couldn't tell if it was from his tears or the rain. Probably both.

I looked down at my little husband, looking so broken so in despair, I couldn't help but shed a few tears of my own.

It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair Ty felt so inadequate, it wasn't fair.

And a baby. Jesus, a baby. Nothing made me feel more of a terrible husband than how desperately Ty wanted a family with me, something I couldn't magically provide, something he couldn't help.

It tore me up to know we would never have our own child, but I knew we could still have a family. Ty... Ty, amazing, selfless Ty, never gave up hope. But that hope was slowly destroying him.

What he didn't seem to get was that it was no ones fault, not his, not mine, not anyones. And I'll be damned if I don't keep telling him that until he gets it.

"Come on TyTy. Let's go back home and talk, ok? We can stop and get ice cream on the way." I said gently, cooing a little as he wiped his eyes, glancing up at me bashfully.

"... T-the sugar free kind, right?" he murmured shyly, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he looked at my my through his moist lashes. He was beautiful. Adorable.

It was like he was a teenager again, all shy and awkward, as he told me he likes boys, face bright red, eyes fearful.

I feigned a pout, giving him my signature puppy eyes. He melts every time, I swear. He chuckled airily, his smile fading into a small frown, brow furrowed.

"I... I need to see Seto before we go home. I need- I need to apologise to him, today. He worries about stuff like this. He needs to know I don't mean it. I was just, angry." he mumbled quietly, twisting the sleeve of his hoodie in his hands.

I smiled warmly at him, relief coursing through me. He's not pushing people away this time.

"We better go now before the rain gets worse." I said, clearing my throat, standing up and reaching a hand down, hauling Ty to his feet gently.

I slipped an arm around his waist as we walked back down the road, feeling much less scared as I was earlier, my TyTy back in my arms.

I pulled my jacket off and wrapped it around Ty's shoulders as we walked, noticing him shaking in his soaked hoodie.

He flashed me a grateful half-smile, before ducking his head into it, an adorable blush on his cheeks.

I grinned. I loved how after all these years I could still make him blush so easily. It made me feel the warm feels.

As we approached Brice and Seto's apartment complex, Ty seemed to grow more and more tense, his trembling picking back up again. I squeezed his waist, rubbing circles on his hip with my thumb soothingly.

"Breathe, baby. It'll be ok, I promise. Just tell him Ty. He won't be mad, you're his best friend, his big bro, right?" I mumbled in his ear, kissing his temple reassuringly as we walked into he lift.

I quickly pulled out my phone, sending a quick group text saying we were coming back up, before shutting it off, waiting as the lift ground to a halt, the doors opening, ten feet away from their apartment.

Ty dragged his feet a little, but some cajoling from me soon made him walk faster.

He let me open the door first, gripping my hand tight as I twisted the handle, swinging it open, and walked in.

-Ty's POV-

As soon as my eyes locked with Seto's, red rimmed and stained with tears, I dropped Adam's hand, power walking in and barreling towards him, engulfing him in a hug as he stood, arms out, tears running freely down his face.

I could feel my own burn in my eyes as I sobbed into his shoulder, him burying his face in my neck. I was stupid, God, I was so stupid.

"T-Ty." he hiccuped, arms wrapping tighter around my neck. I just hummed, swaying us a little, not completely ready to let go.

"I'm sorry Seto, I'm so sorry. Of course I need you, I need you so much Seto, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry, I'm such an assbutt Seto. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." I repeated over and over again, to him like a mantra, uncontrollably sobbing.

After I ran out earlier, I felt so lost, so torn apart, certain I had just ripped apart the bond we shared.

I knew how much Seto meant to me. My best friend, my brother. It doesn't matter that blood is thicker than water, our bond is thicker than cement.

Besides Adam, he's the only one I can talk to about issues, the only one I can unload on, trust with my life, my darkest thoughts. I need him, God I need him.

"It's ok Ty, it's really ok. I'm sorry... I'm sorry that I can't fix you Ty, I truly am." he whispered in my ear, and I froze, looking up at him, feeling so tiny it was almost intimidating. He had nothing to apologise for.

"It's ok Seto, I'm not mad, I promise. It was just misplaced anger, anger I should have reined in." I muttered back shakily, wiping my eyes a little, sniffing. Seto nodded, pulling away from our embrace, cracking a tiny smile.

"For what it's worth Ty, I think you and Adam will be great parents. Don't give up. Adoption, surrogacy,they're all great options. Just. Know that you'll always be part of our family. Little Spud's gonna need his uncle Ty, eh?" he chuckled, eyes soft and bright.

I gave him a wobbly smile in return. "Love you bro." I rasped, petting his belly carefully, my smile growing as I felt my little nephew - or niece if you're Brice - kick.

I turned back to Adam, seeing him watch us with a small smile, leaning against the doorframe, head cocked to one side, almost curiously.

"Go on, get out of here TyTy. You and your man need a little sugar." Seto breathed in my ear, and I giggled, rolling my eyes at him as he winked, pushing me forward towards Adam.

I smiled sheepishly as I grabbed Adam's hand, my face heating up under his unwavering gaze.

He brushed his thumb over my knuckles, pulling me closer and slipping one arm around my waist, planting a small kiss on top of my head.

"Let's go, baby. I'm still holding up my offer of ice cream." he mumbled, as we walked out of the door.

I chuckled, looking up at my husband, grinning like a fool, and a bolt of electricity ran up my spine as I leant into him, skin burning at the contact, my pillar of solidarity, shielding me from the wind. I sighed as I closed my eyes, head resting on his shoulder.

"I'd like that. I'd like that a lot." I sighed, and he squeezed me gently, a small acknowledgment as he held me tight.

I loved this man, family or no family. No matter what. My Adam.

Done! Longer than usual! So, I'm away from 11/7 to 21/7 this month, so I may or may not disappear during that time depending on wifi n stuff. If so, no major updates - drabbles etc will be put up. Hope you enjoyed this one! Laika out. ><