Just A Dream(?)

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And as Orion watched his sisters, his now girlfriends and his moms, his world, he felt a swell of emotion he couldn't quite name but didn't need to. This was love, in its most genuine form, unscripted, unfiltered, unconditional.

Deciding to end the night on a high note, Selene initiated a family tradition that always brought them closer to each other and the universe. "How about we set up a bed in the garden? You know, a night under the stars?"

"Love that idea," Orion agreed, grabbing a couple of blankets from the closet. Elara joined in, pulling out mattresses to add an extra layer of comfort to their celestial viewing.

Before long, the backyard was transformed into a comfy outdoor bedroom, nestled in the embrace of nature and night sky. Orion, living up to his namesake, claimed the center of this celestial bed, his mothers nestling in beside him on either side.  Luna and Aurora climbed over him, giggling as they settled in, their presence as constant as the phases of the moon.

Selene switched off the outdoor lights, plunging them into darkness that was immediately filled with the soft glow of the moon and stars. "Ah, perfect," she whispered, her words dissolving into the velvety blackness.

Under the sky's velvet tapestry, stitched with silvery constellations, the family laid back to admire the celestial artwork. Orion felt his eyes naturally drift towards the stars that formed his namesake constellation.

"So, Orion," Elara began, breaking the peaceful silence, "I bet you're going to do your dramatic sky-pointing and start narrating the myth of Orion now, aren't you?"

Orion chuckled. "Ah, Mom, you know me so well. But tonight, let's just enjoy the silence and the beauty above us, shall we?"

Seeing that his sisters didn't catch his joke about "the beauty above him," Orion softly tickled their sides. "Beauty above me, I said," he reminded them, a hint of playful mischief in his voice.

The backyard erupted in a chorus of giggles from the four women surrounding him. The stars above seemed to twinkle a bit brighter, as if joining in the laughter.

"Hmm, you think you're so clever," Luna teased, her eyes twinkling with mirth.

"But I can't argue, the view up here is quite enchanting," Aurora added, gazing down at him with a warm smile.

Orion chuckled. "See, this is what I mean when I talk about beauty above me."

"Mmm, you always have a way with words, don't you?" Elara mumbled, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the serenity of the moment.

Selene gave a soft laugh. "Well, he does take after both of us, you know. A mix of your poetic soul and my cunning wit."

Orion's gaze shifted from the stars to his mothers. Their expressions—so content and peaceful—spoke volumes. A brief moment of reflection washed over him, and he couldn't help but internalize just how deeply he loved these women in his life.

"Mom," he began, "you and Mama Selene have always been my lighthouses, guiding me through life's storms. But tonight, I've got other beautiful lights above me, and they're just as guiding, just as loving." He gave Luna and Aurora an adoring look, and they both blushed, moved by his words.

Aurora leaned down and kissed his forehead. "Orion, you're too sweet."

Elara spoke softly, "Our little poet, always weaving words into emotional tapestries."

"Yeah, yeah," Orion retorted with a light-hearted scoff, "Don't make it too mushy, now."

Selene chuckled. "Alright, Mr. Cool, no mushiness, got it. But I do have a question—did you tell your girlfriends about your sisters?"

"Oh, yeah, about that," he grinned sheepishly. "You'd be surprised, Mom; they're pretty open-minded."

Luna cut in, "Well, I hope so, since they're dating a man who comes with an unusual but amazing package—us."

"Very true, Luna. And as lovers, it's an even deeper commitment for us as siblings," Aurora added.

Orion felt an undeniable sense of pride hearing his sisters speak so openly and lovingly about their unique familial bond. He mulled over the thought that as his girlfriends, their shared experience would only enrich their connection with each other and the world. And at that moment, he felt invincible, buffered by an unbreakable circle of love.

"So, Aurora, Luna, you both ready for this weekend?" he finally asked.

Luna looked at Aurora, and they both nodded. "We are, Orion," Luna confirmed.

"Good," Elara interjected, "because you're all about to embark on a spiritual journey that will redefine your bonds in ways you can't yet imagine. Just remember, whatever happens, you have your anchors right here." She gestured to herself and Selene.

"And don't forget," Selene added, "love doesn't divide in this family; it multiplies."

Orion lay there, cocooned in love, and felt his heart swell with gratitude. These moments, so rare yet profoundly grounding, fortified his belief that as long as he had his family—his sanctuary—he could brave anything the world could hurl at him.

"Alright, enough talk," Selene whispered, "Let's soak in this beautiful night."

Aurora and Luna were the first to drift into sleep, their faces turned toward Orion as they lay on top of him, snuggled into the crook of his neck. Selene and Elara weren't far behind, nestling against his shoulders as if he were a human pillow designed just for them.

Orion couldn't help but chuckle softly at the scene, aware of the symmetry it represented—his mothers on one side, his sisters on the other. Here, in this moonlit cocoon, they formed a complete circle, and he was the axis around which their love rotated.

He tightened his arms gently around them all, as if his very touch could seal this moment forever. Then, allowing himself to relax fully, he let his eyes close, surrendering to the inviting arms of sleep.

In his dream, he was back in the garden. A sense of indescribable happiness pervaded the air. His mothers, Elara and Selene, sat on a large blanket, laughing softly at a shared joke. He looked down and realized that Luna and Aurora were beside him, all four of them unmistakably pregnant, their faces glowing with the unique luminescence that expectant mothers often have.

Aurora was seated on a lawn chair, giggling at something Luna had said. Their laughter echoed like the sweetest music, its melody filling the air with palpable joy. Elara and Selene sat nearby, hands entwined, their eyes meeting in a silent exchange that spoke volumes.

"Mom, is this real?" he found himself asking in the dream, struck by the vividness of it all.

Elara smiled, her eyes shining with wisdom. "Dreams, my love, are often the heart's way of revealing its deepest desires. Remember, where there's love, the improbable becomes possible."

He nodded, captivated by the serenity of the moment. "I love you all, so much."

"And we love you, Orion," Selene murmured, her words serving as an affirmation, a sacred vow.

The dream unfolded in a tapestry of laughter, shared glances, and lingering touches. Each interaction felt like a brushstroke on a masterful painting, one that was still a work in progress but already breathtaking in its beauty.

Orion's eyes flickered open as he slowly awoke, still cradled by the comforting weight of his loved ones. For a moment, he wondered if the dream had been a glimpse into a possible future, or perhaps just the manifestation of his innermost hopes.

No matter what it was, the message was clear: Their love was an ever-expanding universe, capable of creating new worlds, new lives. And as long as they were together, anchored in each other, they could make any dream a reality.

He glanced at Aurora and Luna, their faces tranquil in sleep, then at Elara and Selene, who seemed to have found peace even in the world of dreams. An undeniable sense of gratitude filled him. Whatever societal norms or judgments came their way, they had each other, a sanctuary in a world that too often lacked one.

"So, here's to our family, our circle of love," he whispered softly, careful not to disturb their sleep. "May it forever be my guiding star, my eternal lighthouse."

And with that final thought, he closed his eyes once again, allowing the soothing embrace of sleep to reclaim him. But even as he drifted off, a smile lingered on his lips, a silent testament to the boundless love that defined his life.

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