Side Story 4. Endless Journey - 7

One of Zein's habits after they had the twins was to stand on the patio, staring at the vast sea mindlessly while the boys had their nap. It always fascinated him how the sky and the water could look different every time, and he would be reminded of what a blessing it was to survive his youth.

To be able to just stand there thinking about nothing but his energetic boys and what to ask his husband for dinner...young Zein would sneer if someone ever mentioned that kind of life to him.

He truly had come so far.

It got even more perfect when he felt a pair of warm hands circle his waist, and a pair of even warmer lips touching the skin of his neck. These slow, languid kisses were also a privilege; a blessing he was grateful for every day.

"You're back already?" Zein reached back to pat the platinum hair tickling his nape.

"I missed you," the answer came with a soft kiss on the back of Zein's ear.

Zein chuckled. "When have you never?"