Chapter Text
Yuzuru laughed as Javier had to chase after Mateo, who had struggled free of holding his hand when he saw his Obaasan and decided to run to her. “Mateo, stop,” Javier complained as he grabbed him up, ignoring him kicking and whining.
“Baba!” he cried, reaching his hands towards Yumi. Yuzuru smiled, taking over the suitcase that Javier had left behind, tugging them both as he followed his husband and son towards her.
“Mateo,” his mother cried happily as she grabbed him from Javier, swinging him into the air. He giggled wildly and when she pulled him into a hug, he hugged back, laying his little head on her shoulder.
“Baba,” he cooed, and Yuzuru’s heart melted.
Mateo was almost three now. Three. It was crazy sometimes to think that his little baby was nearly three years old. He still felt like he had retired just yesterday sometimes, and yet it had been three years. They hadn’t seen his family in over six months, due to how hard it was to travel with a three year old, and he was so happy when he learned that his family was going to be able to come to Spain to stay while they visited to spend the holidays with Javier’s family. They hadn’t had the entirety of both of the families together since they finally made good on their promises to their mothers and had a wedding when Mateo was eight months old. They tried to make sure to visit each set of grandparents at least once per year, but it was never enough for little Mateo, who loved both sets of grandparents so much. Yuzuru thanked the figure skating gods that Skype existed.
Yuzuru managed to edge his way in to hug his mother while his son tried to hog her. “I’ve missed you, Mom,” he said, relaxing when he felt the familiar and long-missed feeling of his mother stroking his hair. It was still hard sometimes to not know his mother was right there all the time like she had been for the first twenty-three years of his life.
“I’ve missed my boys,” she said, voice tight with emotions. Yuzuru pulled away and she pressed a kiss to his forehead before turning and pressing one to Mateo’s curls. “My baby, my baby baby,” she paused and smiled over at Javier. “And my baby-in-law,” she teased and he smiled, obediently coming over to let her pet him on the head. Yuzuru’s mother loved Javier, and Yuzuru never got tired of how nice it was that there was no ‘mother-in-law is crazy’ issues for either of them.
“Where did you leave Dad and Saya?” Yuzuru asked her, and she grinned.
“They’re already at Javi-chan’s family’s house, I just stuck around the airport to see you boys off the flight,” she said and Yuzuru laughed, rolling his eyes.
Javier looked at her in surprise. “Really? That’s sweet and also very unnecessary. You should be relaxing after such a long flight,” he chastised, and she tutted.
I wouldn’t relax until I saw my boys,” she said firmly, leaving no room for argument.
They all got a taxi to head to Javier’s family’s home, and Yuzuru always loved the way Javier seemed to just fit in Spain. He knew that Javier missed home a lot lately. Yuzuru always missed Japan, but he had a feeling that before too long, he and Javi would be moving to Spain. Javier was getting the hang of coaching in Toronto, though, so it wasn’t a for sure thing, but Canada still just didn’t feel like home. Yuzuru wasn’t sure how much Spain would feel like home for him, but he wasn’t afraid of trying.
When they arrived, Javier didn’t wait on them to get out before he was out the car and jogging to his house. Yuzuru didn’t even mind that he left him and his mother with Mateo and the luggage, because he knew how much Javier had missed his parents. “He’s so happy to be home,” he said fondly, watching his husband rushing to the front door.
Yumi cooed. “I’m so glad we all get to spend time together.” She picked up Mateo, smiling. “Come on, let’s go see the rest of your family, my child,” she said eagerly.
Yuzuru was always amused that Mateo had managed to learn to speak pretty much equally in three languages. He blended his languages sometimes still, and he had the vocabulary of a toddler obviously, but he could understand Japanese when Yuzuru and Yumi spoke it, Spanish when Javier and his abuela spoke it, and they generally spoke English around him, since Javier’s Japanese was pretty okay but Yuzuru still spoke next to no Spanish still. His English, at least, had gotten much better having to teach his child to speak. When Yumi spoke to him, Mateo eagerly answered her in Japanese. “Papa say we see Abuela tonight!”
“Yep, we sure are,” Yuzuru said, trying to wrangle the suitcases up the steps while Yumi went right on ahead with Mateo.
When he finally made it in the house, everybody was gathered around Mateo, as he had expected. He put the suitcases aside and slid up beside Javier, who smiled so brightly and curled an arm around him, tugging him into his side. “He’s far more popular than us,” he joked and Yuzuru grinned.
“He is more popular with me, too, so I understand,” he said, laying his head into the bend of Javier’s neck, smiling on with such a light heart at both families clustered around Mateo, who was smiling and laughing and clearly so incredibly happy. Yuzuru felt like he was going to burst with joy at seeing his child so happy and his whole family all together in one place. “I’m so glad we did this, Javi,” he whispered, and Javier looked into his eyes with a visible amount of love in his big, beautiful brown eyes.
“Me, too, Querido,” he said, pressing his lips to Yuzuru’s forehead, holding them there for a moment. Yuzuru closed his eyes and just breathed, reminding himself that this was all (still) his life. He was so, so lucky for it.
~
It was only after Mateo had gone to sleep, exhausted from all the fun, that Yuzuru and Javier really got to sit down and talk to their families. “Yuzuru tells me you’re really getting a hang of coaching,” Saya said, passing Javier a drink as she sat down with them all, having gone to fix them all drinks. She handed Yuzuru his juice and he smiled at her for remembering not to include him in the wine pouring.
Javier nodded. “Yeah, I’m actually teaching some kids who are about to move into the junior competition level. It’s a lot of fun coaching competitive skaters, even though now I have some idea what our coach was so crazy about with us,” he joked and Yuzuru giggled, sliding his hand into Javier’s where it rested on his knee.
“Javi has one little girl who keeps doing jumps he told her aren’t safe for her to do so soon, and when he catches her she pretends she can’t understand his accent,” he said and Javier groaned.
“She’s eleven and she is constantly trying stuff grown women are supposed to do, not eleven year olds!” He shook his head. “I keep apologizing to Brian whenever I see him for everything I ever did that he told me not to.”
Laura translated for his parents, since they still didn’t speak English, and his mother asked something that made Javier snicker. Yuzuru waited patiently and Javier grinned. “She asked if Mateo is going to take after us,” she said, and Yuzuru snickered.
“Mateo hates the ice. It’s hilarious,” he stressed. “I think he might like it when he’s older, but now all he understands is that it is cold and he falls down on it too easily. We have took him skating a few times, but he gets bored and complains about the cold really fast, so one of us usually has to take him to the lounge while the other skates some more.”
“You never liked the cold either, but you always liked skating,” Yumi commented. “You just wore half your winter clothes every time I took you to a rink until you were old enough to really get the hang of it.”
Javier chuckled. “Mateo likes swimming. I think he might like the summer more than the winter as he gets older. The pool at the club is heated, so you can swim even in winter, and since I work there, my family gets access to all the stuff there, and we have better luck getting him to go to the pool than the ice rink.”
“Hey, you never know,” Laura said with a grin. “Maybe he can be the Fernandez to go to the summer Olympics one day,” she joked and Yuzuru rolled his eyes.
“Hey, if he wants to be a swimmer, I will go all over the world for his swimming competitions, I could hardly refuse when my Mom did the same for me.” He tugged at Javier’s fingers. “Javi has been nice enough not to suggest I get a job, so I’ve got plenty of free time to take my son wherever he has to go.”
Javier snorted. “What on earth would you do for a job? Your talents are figure skating, dancing, and handling a hyperactive toddler.”
“I could teach little children’s dance classes,” he decided and Javier grinned.
“Hey, nothing’s stopping you if you wanted to,” he said, kissing his forehead. “A coach and a choreographer, we could start our own skating empire,” he teased.
Yuzuru interrupted his sweet kiss with a big yawn, turning his head to the side. He shivered when he finished. “Wow, sorry.”
“Awww, you two must be exhausted,” Laura said suddenly. “I didn’t even think about how exhausting it must be to travel with a child.”
Javier brushed Yuzuru’s hair out of his face. “I am kind of tired, how about you?” he asked, and Yuzuru scrunched his nose.
“Yes, but we haven’t been here long. We should stay and be nice to our guests,” he said and Laura scoffed.
“Yuzuru, go get some sleep. Don’t be silly,” she said, and he looked at Javier, who shrugged.
“We should get some sleep. Mateo will be up early with the time difference.” Yuzuru sighed and nodded, and Javier smiled and stood up. He spoke Spanish to his parents, and Yuzuru stood as well, saying goodnight to his parents and his sister before moving to give Laura a quick hug and let Enriqueta squeeze his hand as he passed, bowing goodnight to them all as he headed to Javier’s old room, where they were staying. His parents would be in the guest room, and Saya was going to share with Laura in her old room, which was convenient, since he could only imagine his parents trying to travel around in such a busy city.
His parents had requested to stay with Mateo, so the little crib Javier’s parents had bought for him was in their room. Yuzuru ducked in to check on him, smiling when he saw him conked out and fast asleep, sleeping hard just like Javier did most nights, and he leaned down to kiss him gently, careful not to wake him. “Goodnight, my sweet baby,” he whispered, brushing his little curls from his forehead. The older he got, the more Mateo looked like Javier with Japanese features. His eyes were shaped like Yuzuru’s and his face with rounder cheeks, but in every other way, he looked just like Javi. Yuzuru was convinced Mateo was more beautiful than either of them because he got the best of both of their looks, but Javier reminded him constantly that they were his parents, so of course he was the most beautiful child alive to them.
Yuzuru was so caught up in admiring his baby that he startled slightly when big, strong arms curled around his middle and a warm, solid chest pressed against his back. “I’m so happy we did this,” Yuzuru whispered. “He deserves to spend two whole weeks with his whole family. He was so happy when we got here.”
“I am, too,” Javier said, kissing the back of his neck. “This is wonderful, Yuzu, but we both need some sleep. You go get ready for bed while I say goodnight to my little man,” he said, and Yuzuru turned to kiss Javier quickly before slipping out of his hold, leaving Javier to say goodnight to their child.
Once they were both ready for bed, Javier barely had time to turn off the light and pull Yuzuru into his arms before he was out like a light. Yuzuru chuckled softly and laid his head on Javier’s chest, pressing a kiss just over his heart as he closed his eyes, letting the relaxing sound of Javi’s heartbeat – still one of his favorite things in the whole world – lull him into a peaceful sleep.
~
Shopping with Enriqueta and Laura, Yuzuru learned that Christmas Eve was usually when families spent time together and ate a big meal, which messed up Yuzuru’s plans just a little bit. “Hmmm, in Japan, Christmas Eve is like Valentines day, I was going to surprise Javi with a nice date,” he confided in her. “We never do dates, because we rarely get a chance for Mateo to stay with someone else.”
She smirked. “Ah, trying to keep the romance alive, huh?” she teased and he giggled.
“We just rarely spend time just the two of us. He is always sweet to me, so I wanted to be sweet to him,” he explained.
Laura hummed. “Well, maybe you can move it to Christmas day? I’m sure Mateo will want to play with all his toys and won’t have much a care for his parents. You can spend the day together while we all play with Mateo.”
Yuzuru liked that idea. “Javier deserves a nice surprise. He is the best husband and father,” he said fondly, sighing softly. “He surprised me with this trip idea, he always surprises me with treats when I’m homesick, he somehow knows just what to do to make me feel better always, and he deals with more difficult children than I do to begin with.”
Laura laughed. “Awww, you still really do love my stupid brother,” she joked and he grinned.
“I married him, didn’t I? Probably for the best I love him since I stuck myself with him,” he joked back.
~
Javier loved how much time he got to spend with his family, and nothing was more fun than watching Mateo running around showing all his new toys to his grandparents and aunts, as well as all the cousins and Javier’s aunts and uncles who came over for Christmas dinner, most of whom Yuzuru had never met before, but there was something about time for just him and Yuzuru.
Yuzuru woke him up on Christmas morning with kisses and then took him out for a day alone together. They spent so much of the morning sightseeing and much of the afternoon lazing around in the park where they came when Yuzuru was pregnant with Mateo. They had such a nice, romantic afternoon, followed by a candlelit dinner that Yuzuru had surprised him with also, and once they left there, Javier felt bold enough to make a suggestion.
“You can say I’m crazy, but I had a thought,” he said, arm low around Yuzuru’s waist as they strolled through the streets, slowly enjoying the cool night under the lights from shops and restaurants around them.
“Oh no,” Yuzuru teased, patting his forehead. “Did it hurt?” he asked and Javier snorted and rolled his eyes at such a bad joke, even though it seemed to delight Yuzuru that it amused him.
Javier stopped him walking and tugged him fully into his arms, hands on his hips as he leaned closer, their noses almost touching. “We should get a hotel room,” he suggested, stroking his thumb over Yuzuru’s hipbone. Yuzuru raised an eyebrow and Javier grinned. “Just think. How long has it been since we got to go slow and spend allll night in bed together?” he asked, brushing his lips across Yuzuru’s cheekbone. “When is the last time you got to make all the noise you wanted without worrying you would wake up the toddler we barely got to sleep half an hour before?” he purred. “I used to be able to make you come twice in one night, because I could get you off, turn you on again, and then make love to you,” he breathed in his ear, smirking when Yuzuru shivered. “We never have a chance to take our time like that anymore.” He slid a hand lower on his ass, just cupping it in his hand. “Wouldn’t it be nice to see if we still have what it takes to go all night the once chance we get to not have to have an ear open for a fussy baby?”
Yuzuru moaned softly, pressing into his hands. “I think we should call and make sure they’re okay looking after Mateo for us first,” he said, and Javier pulled back some to smirk down at him.
“And if they are?” he asked, and Yuzuru’s eyes darkened.
“I’ll go find a store with lube while you get us a hotel room, because I want you to fuck me until I scream,” he said in a voice so erotic that Javier nearly got hard right there in the middle of the street.
Javier swallowed hard and nodded, looking into those heated, yearning eyes. “I- I’ll call Yumi and ask if they don’t mind watching Mateo tonight,” he nearly squeaked, hand shaking as he dug his phone out.
~
Yuzuru didn’t even seem too embarrassed when his own mother joked about how little sleepy they would get, hinting at knowing damn well what they were staying out for, when she and his dad agreed to deal with getting Mateo ready for bed and getting up with him in the morning. By the time Javier found a hotel with a vacancy and Yuzuru bought what they needed for the night, they both were a little shifty, eager to do something they hadn’t been able to do since before Mateo was born.
When they got to the hotel room, they didn’t even bother pretending they were going to do anything but have sex until all hours of the night. The second the door locked, Yuzuru dragged Javier into a kiss and Javier ducked down to grab him behind the knees and pick him up, slamming Yuzuru into the wall as he wrapped his legs around him. They never even made it to the bed for the first round, barely getting their clothes off – mostly to keep them from getting dirty since they had no more than anything – before Javier sat Yuzuru on a table and they ground against each other until they came.
Yuzuru joked that they would have to leave a big tip for the housekeeping staff after they got the table dirty, but just tugged Javier into the shower since they had been walking around in public all day and nobody wanted to kiss every inch of skin that had been coughed on and brushed by strangers all day long.
After the shower, Javier surprised Yuzuru by throwing him face down on the bed and spending a solid half hour opening Yuzuru up with his mouth, refusing to use his fingers or speed up the process in any way, torturing Yuzuru with pleasure until he was a whimpering, shaking mess of a man. When he finally stopped, it was only to get the lube. Yuzuru was unable to do more than whimper and arch his back to push his ass out in hopes Javier would finally give him what he wanted.
And oh, how he did. He didn’t stretch him any further, simply asked ‘is this okay?’ as he started to push into him. Yuzuru reveled in the stretch of Javier entering him after only eating him out, not really preparing him, and moaned as he slid home. He didn’t go easy on Yuzuru, either, for which Yuzuru was grateful. Yuzuru wasn’t kidding when he said he wanted Javier to make him scream. They rarely ever had sex even slightly rough because it would make too much noise, so being pinned facedown on the bed and fucked hard and fast was incredible for Yuzuru, who had always liked rather athletic sex before a baby that could wake up at any moment made it hard to do more than a fast, efficient job of things.
Javier drew it out, too. He would fuck Yuzuru hard and fast, so much that the headboard of the bed slammed against the wall, and then right when Yuzuru felt himself growing close to orgasm, he would stop and give slow, gentle rolls of his hips, whispering Spanish in his ear as he stroked his hands over the long panes of Yuzuru’s body.
By the time they were both exhausted and covered in sweat, they were desperate in their movements, and in Yuzuru’s favorite way, they ended up in a peculiar position at the end of things. Javier pinned his knees to his shoulders, hands on the back of his thighs as he folded him pretty much in half, fucking him as hard and fast as he could so exhausted, and Yuzuru could only tug at his own hair and cry helplessly as pleasure overtook every fiber of his being. When he finally came, his hoarse cry mingled with the sound of the bed slamming into the wall over and over again, and he panted and gasped through Javier crying out and coming inside of him.
Even as clearly exhausted as he was, Javier still pressed sweet kisses to his legs as he lowered them back, rubbing at his tight hips soothingly after keeping him bent like a pretzel for so long. Yuzuru always felt an overwhelming about of love for his husband, but the way he could be so incredibly gentle after being very, very NOT gentle, it was something so ‘Javi’ that Yuzuru always wanted to cry.
They lay sprawled side by side, too tired to even cuddle, and Yuzuru giggled, voice hoarse from screaming. “We should shower before we get kicked out from other people on the floor complaining,” he joked.
Javier chuckled and grabbed blindly until he found Yuzuru’s hand. “They would have to cart me out right now. I’m pretty sure my legs don’t work,” he said, tugging Yuzuru’s hand to his lips to kiss his fingers. “That was…”
“Yeah,” Yuzuru sighed, rolling his shoulders contentedly. He glanced over at Javi, who was blinking up at the ceiling, looking dazed still. Yuzuru giggled. “I’m going to be so sore tomorrow from all the bending and twisting. I don’t get enough stretching exercise as I was before Mateo came.”
Javier groaned. “I’m going to hurt in places I forgot exists. I haven’t had that much of a workout since I was competing, too. I should start going to the gym more before I get fat in my old age.”
Yuzuru hummed softly. “I would still love you fat. You loved me for the year it took to lose the weight from pregnancy.”
Javier rolled onto his side, slinging an arm across Yuzuru as he snuggled into his side, tucking his face into Yuzuru’s neck. “You were never fat, you were just normal person sized, not skinny as a stick. You had a really great ass when you were ‘fat’,” he said, and Yuzuru snickered.
“Soreness tells me you like my ass how it is now,” he said and Javier wiggled his eyebrows with a hum.
“Even with a little muscle loss, it’s still very round and perky,” he teased. “You still have the most incredible body I’ve ever laid my hands on. Even after you had Mateo and felt so ‘fat’, I thought you were sexy as hell.” He absently traced the long-faded lines on Yuzuru’s stomach from how pregnancy had given him a few stretch marks. Yuzuru hated those ugly lines, but he understood why Javier liked tracing them with his fingertips. He knew that to Javier, the silvery lines were a reminder that Yuzuru had carried Javier’s son inside of him for nine months and given him the most wonderful gift he had ever received. Yuzuru understood, because his husband gave him their son, too. He thought about that every time he saw Javier’s features looking back at him from his baby’s face. Javier gave him love and a happy life, but the most important thing Javi ever gave him was his baby.
Yuzuru sighed, groaning as he rubbed a hand over his face. “I’m about to say something very stupid and I in no way regret a night alone,” he said, and Javier grinned slowly.
“You miss Mateo?” he asked, and Yuzuru snorted and nodded.
“I miss Mateo.” He rolled to face Javier, sliding his leg in between Javier’s and tugging Javier’s hand to his chest. “How is this the person I have become, Javi? I get my first night alone with my husband in years and now that I’m not having sex, I think about all the things I hope my parents remember to do for Mateo before he goes to sleep.”
Javier chuckled, smiling in a way that made the lines around his eyes crinkle. “Because the person you are now is a parent. I was just thinking ‘I wonder if they remembered he doesn’t like milk before bed, he likes water?’ when you said that,” he confessed and Yuzuru giggled, pressing his lips to Javier’s knuckles.
“We should have more sex,” Yuzuru decided all of a sudden and Javier snorted.
“You forget, I’m old, Querido,” he said, looping an arm around his waist to tug him closer. “Can’t we nap instead?” he asked and Yuzuru giggled.
“But Javi, I’m not old,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows pointedly. He twisted a curl around his finger and leaned in to peck Javi’s lips. “I just need some making out and I will get hard again,” he purred, and Javier snorted.
“You are the age I was when we started dating, how do you still have the libido of a teenager?” he asked, then rolled his eyes and kissed Yuzuru’s chin. “You’re lucky I enjoy making you beg,” he murmured and Yuzuru hummed happily as Javier kissed his jaw and down his throat.
“Mmmm, after you give me blowjob, we can nap, then when we wake up, you can do whatever you want to me,” he promised, and Javier chuckled, stroking his waist as he kissed his collar bone, pushing Yuzuru onto his back.
“I can already do whatever I want to you,” he teased. “There’s nothing I like that you aren’t entirely into. I could tie you up by your ankles and fuck your mouth while you hang from the ceiling and you would enjoy it,” he said, and Yuzuru scrunched his nose.
“You want that?” he asked. “That is very much kinky, Javi,” he informed him and Javier smiled against his chest.
“Nah, that would be too dangerous. If you fell on your head I would never forgive myself,” he confessed and Yuzuru hummed, scratching at Javier’s hair as he licked and sucked on Yuzuru’s nipple, making his blood begin to stir again.
“But if you want, you can take up my wrists with the curtain ties over there so I cannot touch,” he offered. “We never try kinky things. I would let you,” he offered, and Javier hummed, making him gasp when his teeth scraped across Yuzuru’s nipple.
Javier looked up at him as he rested his chin on his chest. “I’ve never been very inclined to kinky things, but I’m not against trying it out,” he said, clearly pondering the thought. “You like such dirty, athletic sex I’m usually turned on enough by all the crazy positions you get into, but if you want to try that, I’m okay with it,” he said, and Yuzuru snickered.
“I just had suggestion. We have a baby at home, so we cannot try it there, in case we have to go to him while he sleeps, that is why I think about it,” he explained. “Very irresponsible to do kinky things with tying up when Mateo might need us.”
Javier groaned. “Oh, God, I’d be put off sex forever if he fell off his bed and got hurt because we were too busy tied to ours to come to him when he woke up with a bad dream,” he said, and Yuzuru nodded with a grimace. Javier kissed his chest. “Okay, maybe we can try something kinky later,” he agreed, and Yuzuru grinned.
“Anything you want to do to me you can,” he reminded him and Javier wiggled his eyebrows comically before putting his mouth back to Yuzuru’s nipples.