Miss Independence

You want a revolution I want a revelation

[agentelirogers]

henrysstark:

Henry placed his hands to her waist, slipping round to place on her back to bring her closer him. The beam on his face disappearing, now only showing a solemn expression. “It’s not something we can change now, sweetheart.” He uttered, maintaining his calm through it all. “We are happy and if they can’t see that nor accept that then it’s their choice to not be involved in their grandchild’s life. You are all I have ever wanted, and this baby is part of that. You are my family.” 

Sighing softly, a hint of defeat to the sound, Elizabeth let her forehead rest against that of the man she loved. “Who knows, maybe this baby will be what brings those two back together.” She could only hope that would be the case. “Or at the very least, maybe the inevitable mood swings will turn me into a rage monster who scares them back into being friends. I honestly think I could live with either route.” She tilted her chin to press a gentle kiss to his lips. “I love you, Henry.”

[sheisraging]

…This is devastating. 

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[alecslightwood]

You never did.

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[introspectivepoet]

The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.

Moulin Rouge (2001)

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henrysstark:

It took awhile for Henry to respond, clearly taken back by the news which led to some silence. He was going to be a father, something that he only ever dreamed of. A small grin then spread across his face, “We are going to be parents,” his beam only growing as he said the words, holding Elizabeth’s hand tightly to give it a squeeze, “You never have to be scared, I am going to be here, every step of the way.”

Elizabeth moved to sit on his lap, hands clasping behind his head. “It’s not the actual pregnancy I’m worried about. Though I am still haunted by memories of that one birthing video from health class in high school,” she joked, trying to keep the mood light. “I just...Henry, Tony and my dad don’t even know we’re back together. How are we supposed to tell them that not only are we very much together, but we’re expecting a child?”

[novice-heartbreaker-deactivated]

I wanna lay in bed with you and talk until we both fall asleep.

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henrysstark:

His eyes looked down to their meeting hands, worry overwhelming his every thought. At this point, he was slightly relieved to hear that she did not see her news as bad news. His gentle exhale was an indication of his efforts to relax, giving him cause to look her back in the eye again. Henry’s thoughts stopped for a second when she blurted it out, “I-..” he paused, “I’m going to be a dad?”

Elizabeth nodded. “Yeah,” she said, a slight laugh to her tone. “As you know, I haven’t been feeling well the past couple of days, so I finally went to see the doctor this morning. She gave me the news and I immediately texted you to meet me. Henry, we’re having a baby! I’ve never been so scared and excited at the same time in my life.”

[agentelirogers]

henrysstark:

Henry moved to an available seat, not knowing what to expect but already feeling on edge from the clearly unsettled appearance of his girlfriend. “Elizabeth, what’s wrong?” He asked, impatient as ever when leaning forward, unable to stay still himself. 

“Nothing is wrong, Henry. It’s actually really good news.” Elizabeth pulled up a chair across from him, sitting down herself. She gently took his hands in hers, an effort to calm them both down. Taking a deep breath, she finally blurted out why she had called him here. “Henry...I’m pregnant...you’re going to be a dad...”

[agentelirogers]

henrysstark:

“Sweetheart, are you okay?! I came as soon as I could.”

Elizabeth spun around when she heard Henry’s voice, face flushing immediately. Her hands were fidgeting, a rare but clear sign that she was beyond nervous. “I...um...I think maybe you should sit down...”

[agentelirogers]

henrysstark:

Henry had always found her singing comforting, even before they had been together. It was easy for him to relax back into the cushioned bed when engrossed by her melody. His eyes did not leave her as he turned his head to face her when she laid beside him. All of which was something that he would never take for granted, especially not now. 

As she snuggled in closer to him, resting her head on his chest with a possessive arm laid across him, her eyes fluttered shut. Elizabeth would have been completely content to stay like that forever. Her voice slowly lowered in volume until it was a barely audible whisper, cutting off into silence as she drifted to sleep.

[agentelirogers]

henrysstark:

Henry moved his hands, when they dropped from their hold, placing them this time on her waist as he marveled at her. He did not mind the generous amount of kisses being placed on his face, rather grateful for them being once again. “I can tell,” He uttered through laughter, “though it is a happiness that I share.” One of his hands now placed on the back of her neck so that he could caress her skin.

Elizabeth hummed lightly, words soon taking form as she began lightly singing in his ear. A private concert for the man she loved. Her melody was interrupted for a short moment by a giggle as she leaned back to gently push him back onto the bed. The song then resumed, as she fell beside him, intertwining her legs with his. She’d missed moments like this, more than she could even begin to express. Lazy evenings with the two of them laid in bed.

[agentelirogers]

henrysstark:

His chuckle became louder when seeing her drag out the large tub, “Jesus, Eli.” Henry shook his head, inspecting what he could see through the plastic until his attention was drawn back to her. “You were right, as always, sweetheart. Although I’m not too bothered about all that, I’m just happy to have you back.” Shrugging nonchalantly, up until the point that her hand slid to perfectly fit with his. He placed a soothing kiss on the back on her hand before pulling her close to him.

Elizabeth shifted slightly so that she was sat straddling his lap, hand leaving his as her arms wrapped around him. She peppered light kisses over his face, her joy at having him back more than evident in her actions. “This is definitely the happiest I’ve been in a very long time,” she uttered against his neck as she laid her head on his shoulder. 

[agentelirogers]

henrysstark:

Henry was more than willing to take her hand, wanting only to be close to her in any way possible. Following through to the bedroom by Elizabeth’s leading, he crashed onto the bed when waiting for her to return. When hearing her admission, he peered over to see the familiar t-shirt that he had already thought lost. “Oh so you had plans on keeping that one for yourself then?” Chuckling to himself, he held out his hand for her to take.

Lightly biting her bottom lip, Elizabeth delved into the closet once more, this time returning pulling a rather large tub behind her. “I may have kept more than one...more like all of it,” she confessed. She moved to her dresser, grabbing a pair of panties and sliding them on before meeting him on the bed. “I guess I was sort of holding out hope that we could move past things and come back together. Given where we are right now, I think I was right to hope for that,” she explained, taking his hand and raising it to his lips.

[agentelirogers]

henrysstark:

Henry could not keep the corny smile off his face, with it only growing when she leaned into his touch. It was a question that didn’t even need to be asked, yet he was happy to respond, “Of course.” His tone soft when he replied. He placed a small kiss on her forehead before aiding in getting clean. Turning off the water, he grabbed a towel when getting out of the shower. He opened it up so that it was ready for Elizabeth, wrapping her in it when she followed him.

His reply only served to make Elizabeth’s smile grow, pressing a quick kiss to the tip of his nose as she pulled the towel tighter to her form. Taking him by the hand and lacing their fingers together, she led him back into her bedroom. “So, I may have lied about donating your stuff to Good Will...” she started, leaving him by the bed as she moved into the closet. When she returned to the room, the towel was wrapped around her hair and she was wearing one of his old t-shirts.

[cfmusings-blog]

but oh, how it feels so real    lying here with no one near       only you, and you can hear me           when i say softly, slowly                                 “ hold me closer. “ 

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