61-Just Different

**Daveed's POV**

Monday and Tuesday surprisingly went by fast. There are only three more days until I marry the two women I love more than life. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous as hell. It might not be legal, but that doesn't make it any less important to us. I hope it does become legal within our lifetime though. We deserve the same rights as anyone else and no one should have so much control over what other people choose to do with their bodies or relationships.
I kiss their cheeks while they sleep and make my way to work. I walk into the building and talk to a few coworkers before entering my classroom. Students pile in just in time for me to assign the part of history for today's essay.
"I will give everyone forty-five minutes to choose a topic for ancient history. It could be ancient history for women, men, countries, religions. When the forty-five minutes are up, you will begin to write. I only need three hundred words and I need you to make sure to include valid sources, be careful not to plagiarize, and please do MLA or APA format. I will know if you plagiarize," I have to give this speech every Wednesday because some of these students try to be slick with copying and pasting from other articles. I sit at my desk and grade other assignments when my student, Mia, comes to my desk.
"What can I help you with?" I ask.
"I was wondering if I could do my essay over polygamy in ancient history?" I'm not sure if she's asking because she found out about my personal life or if it's genuinely in her interest, but I keep my expression neutral.
"Absolutely. I think you should focus on polygyny specifically. That's what you will find most information on, considering that time frame," She slowly nods her head and now she's getting awkward. "Do you have any other questions?"
"Which one describes your relationship?" This time I can't stop the surprised look on my face.
"I don't think that's appropriate for us to discuss," I respond. I'm not sure what her goal is with this conversation, but I won't talk about my personal life with her. I notice other students start to whisper and some have a sly grin on their faces. Here we fucking go.
Another student named Peter says, "Teachers always talk about their husband or wife. You should be allowed to talk about your family without judgment. Just because yours might be different, that doesn't mean it's inappropriate."
I don't know what to make of that. Zuri, Sav, and I always go out in public and we never try to hide what our relationship is. The stigma that society puts on polygamous relationships makes it very hard for us to treat it as if it's the norm. The real problem is, most people like to look at our relationship in a perverted way. They don't see it as us being in love and building a family-like they do with monogamous couples, which isn't fair. Peter made me realize there is a part of me that perverts our relationship too because that's the picture society paints. I never want anyone to feel like I'm ashamed of my fiances or children.
"I don't think the dynamics of my relationship is inappropriate, but there are certain things about my personal life that I don't feel is right to share with my students," I try to get myself out of this hole that Mia put me in.
"Okay, so we won't ask anything too personal, but would it be okay if we ask more general questions? Such as, what does your family have planned this weekend? That's a casual conversation that teachers and students have." Peter is a smooth young man, I'll give him that.
"Are you asking what I have planned with my family? Or is that just an example?" I ask.
"I truly want to know. I also notice you have no family pictures on your desk like most teachers or in your office." He is so persistent today.
"Alright. Well, I'm getting married this weekend so that's exciting. About the family pictures, we just had some taken, so I might put a few up in my office." Half of the class goes 'awww', while the other half is focused on getting their work done. "That's enough about my business, now. Get back to researching." I turn my attention back to my computer to grade the assignments.
After class, Peter approaches me. I'm curious about what he has to say, "What's up?"
"I know it isn't my business, but I know how challenging it is to be in a polygamous family. My parents are polygamous and as I grew up, I had to realize that family is never something to be ashamed of no matter how others make you feel. I just wanted to remind you that you do have a normal family and it's okay to talk about them. I have a dad and four moms so trust me, I know how different it can feel sometimes." He pats my arm.
"I didn't realize how much I needed that encouragement. Thank you, Peter." He leaves the classroom and I rub my hand down my face. This kid has four moms. I don't think I could be with two more women. To be real, I know I couldn't be with any more women. I love Zuri and Sav more than anything, but four of them would be outrageous. I would probably be driven crazy, to be honest.
Coming home to dinner already cooked and Sav making our plates makes me grateful for the life I have with them. Zuri is doing some studying on the couch, making a mess of books and papers all over the place. She's going to be the most beautiful doctor in the world. These two are my peace, without a doubt.
I go towards Sav first and give her a fierce kiss, "I need that time with you tonight. Don't exhaust yourself so early."
"Okay." I give her one more quick kiss and go to Zuri.
"Can I interrupt for some affection?" I pushed over some books and hovered over her body to place a kiss on her lips. "Do you have a lot of work tonight?"
"Yeah, I have a ton. I'll probably be up pretty late tonight." She sounds kind of stressed out.
"Do you want me to help with anything?"
She gives me a small smile, "No, it's okay. Thank you for offering though."
"At least take a break and join us for dinner." I extend my hand for her to take and we all have a seat at the dinner table. I love the intimacy of sitting here as a family and enjoying a home-cooked meal.
"Only three more days until the wedding. How are you two feeling about it?" I'm as nervous as a chihuahua.
"I'm so excited. It's going to be such a beautiful day and this time, we get to put a ring on your finger." Sav started wiggling her eyebrows.
"You're goofy. Should I cut my beard short? It's grown out quite a bit." It's gotten insanely long because I've just kept it lined up every week without trimming it shorter.
"No!" They yelled together.
"Well, alright then. Keep the long beard it is." They almost startled me the way they yelled.
"I'll cry if you shave it. Just a warning." Zuri usually isn't the dramatic one, but I guess today she is.
"You would cry? Why?" I tried not to laugh, but I failed.
"Because it feels good and I love playing with it when I'm sleepy." That makes sense. She runs her fingers through my beard nearly every night as she falls asleep. Sav is usually knocked out as soon as her head hits the pillow, but if Zuri isn't playing with my beard then she's playing with Sav's hair.
"I just like the way it tickles my thighs when you kiss on them," She looks like she's imagining it right now, the way she's biting her bottom lip.
"Are you done eating? I think I'm done. Zuri, are you done?" I'm hungry for something else now.
"I have a ton of homework, but you two can go have some fun," She gets up and kisses us before going back to her school work.
"Fuck these dishes. Let's go to the room," I help her up from the chair and I notice her wince in pain.
"Are you hurting?" Now sex is completely out of my mind and I get worried.
"My hips are just really sore. It's like they're getting wider and out of place or something," Doctor Ramirez said baby girl is already measuring larger than average, so maybe that has something to do with it.
"Come on, I'll massage your hips. You need to relax," I guide her to the bedroom, help her strip, and assist her onto the bed. I use the lotion and massage her hips, legs, and gently go over her bump until she's fast asleep. I wrap her into my arms and place a hand on her belly while our baby girl kicks. I don't know how she can sleep through this. It has to be as painful as it looks, but I guess if you're tired enough you can sleep through anything. I always knew my women were strong, but at this moment, I truly admire them.