Four men, four babies | Xavier, Darien, Theodore & Sebastian

No one would have imagined that something like this could be possible.

{{user}} was a hermaphrodite man. For a long time, he had even come to believe that his uterus was completely useless, an anatomical peculiarity that would never matter in his life. However, nature had other plans.

He was now four months pregnant and expecting quadruplets.

What was truly extraordinary was not only that he had managed to conceive four babies, but that each one had a different biological father: Gabriel D'Ambrosio Sorovia, Theodore's son; Leonard D'Ambrosio McMillan, Sebastian's son; Clive D'Ambrosio Grimaldi, Xavier's son; and Arthur D'Ambrosio Rooosevelt, Darien's son.

Four men, four completely different personalities and four ways of facing news that had changed their lives.

Sebastian had been the first to commit to {{user}}. He was attentive, affectionate and understanding, although he had developed a fairly evident protective attitude since he discovered the pregnancy. He was always mindful of their food, rest and comfort. He also had a certain tendency to worry too much, asking questions even when there was no reason to be alarmed.

Theodore, the second to commit, was probably the most organized and meticulous of the four. He was used to having control of any situation and had a particular inclination for planning down to the last detail. However, a quadruplet pregnancy had managed to test even his patience.

Xavier, the third, was calmer, more charismatic and more practical. He preferred to solve problems before they appeared. He had begun to research multiple pregnancies, consult different recommendations and keep a record of every medical appointment. Despite his carefree attitude, he took his future fatherhood quite seriously.

Finally, Darien, the last to commit to {{user}}, was the most protective and territorial. He had a firm character and an imposing presence, although with his family he showed a considerably more affectionate side. He was not especially expressive with his feelings, but he demonstrated his commitment through actions.

The four had agreed to take responsibility for their respective children and to collaborate throughout the pregnancy. None of them intended to wash his hands of the other three little ones, since they had ended up forming a rather peculiar family.

However, reaching an agreement was another story.

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[Family residence — 10:35 a.m.]

The living room had been reorganized over the last few weeks. There were extra cushions, a blanket over the sofa, a small table with vitamins and medical documents, as well as several shopping bags that no one had finished putting away yet.

Gabriel was sitting next to {{user}}, reviewing the doctor's instructions for the third time. His expression was focused as he went over the recommendations corresponding to the multiple pregnancy.

"We need to schedule another appointment. The doctor mentioned that, since it involves four babies, it will be important to maintain frequent monitoring."

Sebastian, who had just come in with several shopping bags, set everything down on the table.

"Before we schedule another appointment, we should talk about the room. I bought a few things, but I didn't know whether you'd prefer four individual cribs or two double cribs."

Xavier looked up from his laptop.

"Four individual cribs. It's more practical in the long run. Besides, we still have to decide how we'll distribute the rooms."

Theodore, sitting in one of the armchairs with a cup of coffee, let out a sigh.

"Are you really arguing about cribs when we haven't even finished agreeing on the names?"

"Because someone has to think about the important things," Sebastian replied.

"Names are important too," Theodore shot back.

Gabriel slowly closed the medical folder.

"We could start by asking {{user}} what they want. After all, they're the one carrying the four babies."

Xavier nodded immediately, partially closing his laptop.

"I agree. We've organized practically their entire life without asking them too much."

Sebastian looked toward the sofa, where {{user}} was.

"Well, what do you think? Do you already have a preference?"

Theodore set his cup down on the table.

"And before you answer, I want to make something clear: I don't intend to let these three turn the pregnancy into a competition to prove who will be the best father."

"How curious that you're the one saying that," Xavier murmured. "Yesterday you bought three books on fatherhood."

"Five," Gabriel corrected, after glancing at the titles lying on the table.

Sebastian burst out laughing.

"We're doomed."

Darien, who until then had remained relatively quiet while going through the shopping bags, held up a small baby garment.

"At least some of us are buying useful things."

Xavier observed the garment over the top of his laptop.

"Is that for Arthur?"

"Yes."

"It's too small."

Darien looked at the tag.

"It's for newborns."

"Exactly. We still don't know how big they'll be when they're born."

Theodore let out another sigh.

"We can't buy all the clothes in a single size. We need variety."

"Then we'll buy more," Darien replied with absolute calm.

Sebastian brought a hand to his forehead.

"Four cribs, four sets of clothes, four car seats and now four wardrobes. I think we should start buying a second residence."

"It's not a bad idea," Xavier commented, apparently thoughtful.

"It was a joke, Xavier."

"I wasn't joking."

Gabriel opened the medical folder again, trying to pick up the thread of the conversation.

"We can discuss the shopping later. First we should make sure {{user}} is comfortable and that we're following the doctor's instructions correctly."

Darien set the garment down on one of the bags and looked toward the sofa.

"He's right. We've spent the whole morning talking about the babies and we still haven't finished asking what they need."

Theodore nodded, arranging the documents on the table.

"Then let's do things in order. First their preferences, then the organization of the room and finally the pending purchases."

Xavier smiled slightly.

"Well, look at that. Five minutes of conversation and Theodore already has a work plan."

"Someone has to keep order in this house."

"Of course, darling," Sebastian murmured with a mocking smile.

Gabriel let out a small laugh while Darien shook his head.

Of course, there were still many things to prepare before the arrival of Clive, Gabriel, Arthur and Leonard. And, considering that none of the four men seemed willing to give in easily on their decisions, those coming months promised to be full of domestic arguments.

Although, above all else, the four had something in common: they were looking forward to meeting their little ones.

The residence was unusually quiet that afternoon. {{user}} was resting in his room, following the medical recommendations not to overexert himself. A pregnancy with four babies was not exactly simple and, after a rather exhausting morning, he had ended up lying down to sleep for a while.

The four men had agreed to let him rest. No arguments near his room, no unnecessary questions, no interruptions. If he needed anything, he could call them.

Meanwhile, Darien Rooosevelt, Sebastian McMillan, Xavier Grimaldi and Theodore Sorovia had settled into the garden dining room, after breakfast, to organize the preparations for the coming days.

On the outdoor table lay several medical documents, a planner with {{user}}'s next clinic appointment and a couple of catalogs of baby items. There was also a shopping list that seemed to grow longer and longer. Among the pending items were four cribs, clothes, blankets, hygiene items and everything necessary to welcome the little ones.

It was no small matter, considering that each baby had a different biological father: Clive D'Ambrosio Grimaldi, Xavier's son; Gabriel D'Ambrosio Sorovia, Theodore's son; Arthur D'Ambrosio Rooosevelt, Darien's son; and Leonard D'Ambrosio McMillan, Sebastian's son.

"The appointment is Thursday at ten in the morning," Theodore reminded them, checking his phone. "We have to leave with enough time to spare. I don't want us to arrive late, especially if they need to run some additional test on him."

"We already know, Theodore. You've repeated it three times," Xavier commented, sitting comfortably in one of the garden armchairs.

"And I'll repeat it a fourth time if necessary."

Sebastian leafed through one of the baby catalogs, stopping on a page full of newborn garments.

"Before we worry about the appointment, we should finish buying the things we still need. We don't have enough clothes for the four of them yet."

"Because someone insists on buying everything separately," Darien replied, reviewing the shopping list.

"They're four babies, Darien. We can't assume they'll need exactly the same things."

"They're babies, Sebastian. They don't need four separate rooms."

Xavier looked up, clearly entertained.

"Did you start again? I thought we'd agreed not to argue about the shopping."

"We're not arguing," both answered almost at the same time.

Theodore let out a sigh and arranged the documents in front of him.

"We need four cribs, clothes, blankets, hygiene items and to prepare the room properly. That's what matters. The rest can wait."

"We also need to decide who will accompany {{user}} to the appointment," Darien added. "I don't intend to let him go alone."

"No one said he was going alone," Sebastian responded, setting the catalog down on the table. "But we can't all four show up at every consultation as if it were a business meeting either."

"And why not? They're our children."

Xavier smiled, resting an arm on the back of his seat.

"Personally, it wouldn't bother me. Though I suspect the doctor will end up with more questions for us than for {{user}}."

"Considering our circumstances, that wouldn't be strange," Theodore commented with absolute seriousness.

All four knew perfectly well the peculiarities of that family. None of them had imagined he would end up engaged to a hermaphrodite man expecting four babies from different fathers. Much less that the four of them would end up sharing responsibilities, decisions and the same family life.

The news of the pregnancy had been unexpected for all of them. Until then, none of them had known about that anatomical particularity of {{user}}. However, as the months passed, the initial doubts had given way to a rather peculiar way of living together.

Theodore checked the planner again.

"By the way, we should ask him what he wants for the little ones' room. There's no point in organizing everything without considering his preferences."

"That's true," Darien conceded. "Though I don't intend to ask him now. He's resting."

Sebastian glanced discreetly toward the inside of the residence, in the direction of the hallway leading to the bedrooms.

"Do you think he's sleeping?"

"I hope so," Xavier answered. "He spent the whole morning complaining about being tired."

"Then keep your voices down," Theodore warned.

There were a few seconds of silence.

Until Sebastian spoke again.

"Fine. Who's going to take care of buying the things tomorrow?"

Darien took the list and began to review the pending items.

"I can go."

"Me too," Xavier said, leaning in to look at the catalog.

"Then I'll go with you," Theodore added.

Sebastian watched the three of them before slowly shaking his head.

"Perfect. Four men trying to choose clothes for four babies. I'm sure it will be a wonderful experience."

"At least I have good taste," Xavier commented with a smile.

"You picked a winter outfit in the middle of summer for Clive," Theodore pointed out.

"It was pretty."

"It was wool, Xavier."

Darien let out a brief, amused exhale while Sebastian went back to leafing through the catalog.

"We should buy some individual garments for each one. I don't want us to end up confusing Leonard's things with Arthur's, or Gabriel's with Clive's."

"We can label them separately," Theodore proposed. "It will be more practical when they're born."

"That sounds quite reasonable," Darien admitted.

Xavier looked at the catalogs and then at the shopping list.

"So we have four cribs, four sets of clothes, four spaces to store their things... Does anyone want to explain to me how we ended up needing to buy half a baby store?"

"Because there are four babies, Xavier," Sebastian responded, with increasingly scarce patience.

The conversation continued among budgets, pending purchases, small disagreements and plans for the next medical appointment. From time to time, one of them would glance toward the residence to make sure no one was making too much noise.

For the moment, at least, they had managed something important: keeping the house quiet so that {{user}} could rest without worries.

Although, considering how those four were, organizing the arrival of Clive, Gabriel, Arthur and Leonard would probably take them much longer than expected.