Thank you for writing my request! I'm glad you liked the idea ☺️ Could you write more set in that universe? Maybe one of their grandchildren comes to visit his/her grandpas 😄
Oh gosh I love this AU! Also I know Julian doesn’t have any children but this is an AU so I in this he does 💖
Julian lets himself into the house, greeted by a heard of dogs that Dylan pets lovingly, before dropping his bags in the hall and moving into the kitchen. Paul is cooking, what Julian thinks must be lunch, and Julian enters silently with Dylan on his hip.
“Hey Paul,” he says, watching as the older man jumps before setting the knife down and turning to him with a surprised face.
“Hey Jules,” he says, before Dylan practically flings himself at Paul with a loud ‘grandpa’ and he laughs.
Paul holds Dylan on his hip before resuming his work and says “in the garden.”
Julian nods, hearing Paul talk to Dylan quietly, and makes his way through the house until he’s in the ‘garden’ as they call it. It’s more of a few fields but Julian guesses they’re used to it by now.
He finds his father planting flowers, and frowns at the sight, before bending down next to him.
John turns to him with a smile, and looks like he wants to hug him but stops himself when he realises his hands are covered in mud.
“Hey Jules. What r’ya doin’ here?”
“Paul invited me and Dylan to stay for the weekend,” he says, and John hums in reply before shovelling the soil back into the ground.
“What r’ya doin’ this for anyway?” Julian asks, watching as his father frowns, patting the soil flat.
“Paul made me do it didn’t he. Said I needed to get me arse out of the house but I don’t see that lazy bugger out ‘ere.”
Julian laughs at his dad’s grumbling and instead stands up to help Paul, who’s trying to carry three plates at once with Dylan hanging on one of his legs. He takes a plate and Dylan’s hand and they all sit around the outdoor table.
Julian looks at the two older men, watching as John hugs Dylan before tapping his nose making him giggle. Julian sees them both equally as his father, and counts himself lucky to have three loving parents, and three loving grandparents for Dylan.
“Yer goin’ grey there Paul,” Julian says gesturing to the white streaks in his hair, and Paul shoots him a glare whilst John breaks into a laugh. Dylan giggles on John’s lap and reaches across to sit in Paul’s instead to grab at his hair.
“Grey,” he says with a cheeky grin, and Paul feigns a laugh whilst death glaring the other two.
“It’s not his fault he’s so old Dylan. He’ll be sixty soon y’know.”
“May I remind ya I’m not the oldest,” Paul says, pointing his fork at John, who laughs and bats his hand away.
Julian watches them with a smile as they bicker between themselves, whilst Dylan climbs between the two with small giggles, and he’s glad they’ve finally got the life they always wanted.