MAYBE BABY || VALARION
WHO: Valencia and Amarion
WHEN: Late August
WHERE: Amarionās House
WHAT: Len gets interesting news from the doctor.Ā
Valencia sighed, biting into her bottom lip. Ten. Ten.Ā She'd taken ten home tests and they'd all said the same thing. The same thing that lead her directly here two days ago, to get her blood drawn. She didn't know why she'd lied to Amarion, told him that she was just having a regular doctor's appointment. Maybe she was afraid to tell him she might be pregnant, maybe she was afraid to get his hopes up. She didn't know which it was. Maybe it was because she didn't know how she felt about being pregnant. All she did know was that now there was no choice but to tell him the truth. She tried to remember if he'd ever mentioned wanting kids before now. Normally, she was good at remembering little details, but she was too shaken up by this to think straight. Instead, she focused on driving home, keeping her mind occupied with the road in front of her. She hadn't officially moved in, but she realized she'd started to consider Amarion's house as her home. Something she was sure he'd be happy about if he knew. But would he be happy about a third member of the household? She couldn't imagine him not being happy, could she? Honestly, she needed to just stop thinking about it. She'd have no idea how he'd react until he reacted. She'd be okay no matter what, she knew that. Pulling into the driveway, she slowly made her way into the house, winding around the house until she found him. Smiling at him softly, she slid behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Slowly she moved around to his front, resting her head against his chest before letting out a long sigh. "How was your day?"
Amarion was starting to hate being home alone. Although he had an empty house before Valencia had came into his life, there was something about it that made it feel less like home to him when she wasn't there. He almost hated the way her presence had affected his home life, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't want her around more often. If it wasn't for the fact that they had already had the moving in conversation more times than he'd care to admit, he would've asked her again to think about staying with him, but he didn't want to push anymore than he already had. There was a lot he could do to occupy his time, but the only thing he could think about was when his fiancƩ was getting home. He knew waiting around would only make the time go by slower, so he decided to watch some TV and see if that helped. Picking up the remote, he flipped through the channels trying to find something good to watch but came up empty. Why didn't he offer to drive her? Or at least offer to tag along, because he didn't realize how boring his home life was when she wasn't around. Maybe this is why she didn't want to stay with him, and if it was he would completely understand. Pushing himself out of bed, Amarion made his way downstairs to get dinner started. He couldn't find anything else to do, so cooking would be the next best thing and he imagined Len would be happy to come home to a meal. He couldn't help but slightly jump at the arms that snaked around his waist, eventually relaxing into them as she made her way around. "It was boring. Never leave me here by myself ever again." He said in a huff as he leaned down to press a kiss against her lips. "How about yours? Everything good? You not dying or anything, right?"
Valencia laughed at his words, thinking about how probably neither of them would have much alone time ever again pretty soon. "I guess that depends on your definition of good. I'm definitely not dying though." She sighed, letting go of him and hopping up onto the counter, and picking a grape out of a bowl on the counter and putting it in her mouth. "Would you still love me if I was miserable all the time? And sick? And fat and ugly?" She asked, resting her hands on his shoulders. "Not like dying sick, not like any reason to worry just like, flu sick." She added, not wanting to worry him. "Not that I'm saying I'm sick. I'm not sick." She clarified further. And then sighed, rubbing her temples, wishing she could have a glass of wine, and then suddenly being grateful that she was never a big drinker. But she was only 23, and she definitely didn't feel old enough to be a mother. "We should get a dog." She added, feeling out his response, because if he was against a pet, she might need to ease him into the idea of a baby a bit more gently.
Amarion placed his hand over his chest dramatically as he heard her words, "Good. I thought I was gonna have to get another PA, and I don't think I could handle that right now." He listened to her speak as he positioned himself between her legs, his face going from calm to confused as she continued to talk. "I'll love you no matter what, Len. I didn't do all that complaining about not being with you just to leave. Plus, you're gonna be my wife and to me that's a forever thing" Where was this coming from? Did something happen at the doctor that she didn't want to tell him? Whatever it was, he wasn't going to push it just in case she wasn't ready to talk about it yet. "Okay?" He was confused at the sudden suggestion considering she had never brought it up before, but it was normal for couples to have dogs so maybe she was just trying to make them normal. "Like today or are you just saying you want one? āCause we could hit up a shelter or two before it gets too late." He said as he went back to the task at hand, not too sure where their conversation was going.
Valencia laughed at his response and then nodded, "I'm glad that my potential health won't be putting you out, honestly." She grinned, though it turned to a slight pout as he continued. Not a sad one, but more so just contemplative. "It's a forever thing to me, too." She answered after a few seconds. Len couldn't help the smile that formed when he answered her dog question. Not that she really wanted one, but that he just was so at ease with the idea. She sighed when he turned away and went back to cooking. She stayed silent for a while, not answering his question, and instead just watching him for a little while. "Maybe we should get a cat instead. Or a bunny. Or maybe a hedgehog!" She said, her voice excited, even though she was clearly joking. "Or, and hear me out on this, or what about a kid?" She asked, raising her eyebrows for a few seconds before letting her face turn more serious. "And when I say a kid, I'm not talking about a baby goat. Just to be clear."
Amarion laughed at her and just shook his head as he tried to make sense of the conversation they were having. "You mean it?" He asked as he brought his eyes to meet hers. He knew that was a stupid question and he already knew the answer to it, but never hurt to double check. The silence between them was starting to make him uncomfortable, and the fact that she was being somewhat secretive didn't help either. Amarion let out a small sigh as he finished with the food, eating some of it before he began to make their plates. The look of confusion managed to make it's way back onto his face, but it was mild this time as he listened to her name off all the animals. Before he could say anything, her last suggestion caught him a little off guard. "You wanna get a kid? Why don't we make one? I hear it's way easier than the adoption process, and I've got no problem with putting a baby in you."
Valencia tilted her head to the side at his question, biting her lip, and nodding. "Absolutely." Len was quiet as she watched him, trying to gauge his reaction. She couldn't help but chuckle at his response. At least he wasn't totally against the idea of having a kid. Joking about having one wasn't the same as finding out they already were, but at least she knew he wanted them. Len hopped of the counter, taking her plate from and smiling up at him, before standing on her tip toes to kiss his cheek. "Yeah, I know you don't have a problem putting a baby in me, because you already did." She said, raising an eyebrow at him before turning around and walking to towards the table, "I hope you meant it when you said you'll still love me when I'm fat." She said over her shoulder before sitting down and taking a large bite of her food, as she waited for him to join her.
Amarion couldn't help the surprised look on his face as he heard her words, or at least the words he thought he heard. He was more than on board with being a dad, yet he didn't think it would happen so soon, and especially not this soon. He wanted to say something but he just stood there, trying to gather his thoughts to put them in words that Len could understand. At least he understood what their conversation was about now, but he wasn't sure why she wanted to get a pet. Did she think they needed to practice before the kid came into the picture or did she really just want a dog? That was a question for another day, because now all he could think about is when it happened and why she didn't tell him sooner. Walking to the table, Amarion sat down and just stared at her. He had hoped his expression didn't throw her off, but he was honestly having trouble wrapping his head around the fact that she was going to be his wife and the mother of his first child. "Did you find out when you went to the doctors? Is that why you were saying all that stuff about being miserable?" He asked as he took a bite of his food, keeping his eyes on her as he waited for the answer.
Valencia had said it now, and she couldn't take it back, all that she could do was hope that he'd take it well. She made eye contact with him for a few seconds as he stared at her, and then forced her eyes onto her plate instead. "I missed my period, so I took some home tests. And I wanted to tell you then, but I wasn't sure, and I didn't know how you'd react. I didn't want to freak out if it was nothing, or get your hopes up if it was nothing." She said softly, feeling her nerves return. "So, I went to the doctor and they did a blood test, and here we are." She sighed, finally looking back up at him, a frown now evident on her face. "I know it's not something we planned, and when I said it's a forever thing for me, too, I meant that...But if this changes things for you, that's okay."
Amarion continued to stare at her, still trying to comprehend everything that was happening right now. He regretted not going with her or at least asking if he could, but now he had a feeling she would've turned him down anyway. And there's a chance this news would've upset him if he had ask and was told he couldn't go, so he was grateful that he was finding out this way instead. Reaching across the table, Amarion grabbed onto her hand and laced their fingers together as she went on. He couldn't help the tears that were welling up in his eyes, and at this point he really didn't want to. He was going to be a father, so he felt like he had every right to cry in this moment. "Can we have the wedding before you have the baby or would that be too soon?"
Valencia felt like she was watching in slow motion as he reached for her hand. She squeezed his hand gently, and then let out a soft laugh at his question. She hadn't really thought about it, and now all she could picture was herself giant and pregnant in a wedding dress and she couldn't help her frown. Len pulled her hand away, instead moving around the table and sliding her way to sit on his lap. "I know this will sound so stupid, but I don't want to be fat, and swollen and miserable when I marry you. I don't want to look back and remember my back hurting and my feet hurting, and us having to kiss each other over my giant stomach." She said, and then bit her lip. "But if you wanted to do it, like, right away, we could. But only if you're sure. Not because you want to be married before we have a baby, but because you just want to be married." She said, softly, kissing his forehead gently, one hand rested on his cheek.
Amarion couldn't figure out Len was frowning when this was suppose to be a happy moment for them. They were going to be parents and it was going to be great or at least he assumed it would. The first few months might be bad, but he was more than prepared to deal with a crying baby. And if he wasn't he had a feeling Len's hormones would be all over the place, and that would be the next best thing to some much needed practice. "I wanted to marry you as soon as I proposed. I just wasn't sure if you were ready for that, but if you are then I say let's do it. I really only suggested the wedding thing ācause I think you would be cute all pregnant and what not, but if those aren't the memories you want then I'm fine with that too. Just know, as soon as you start showing I'm probably gonna go picture crazy." He said, wiping the tears from his eyes as he rested his head on her chest. This wasn't the ending to his night that he expected, but he was happy that it played out this way. Lifting his head, he placed a soft kiss against her lips and pulled back to look in her eyes. "I love you. Never forget that, okay?"
Valencia shrugged a shoulder, "It's not that I wasn't ready, but I guess I just didn't see a reason to rush, because I figured we had forever. But there's no reason to wait. Plus, I already have a dress, and if I get too fat, I won't fit into it, and I really, really like my dress. I know that's really not what's important. I just....I feel like it's such a big deal. My grandmother and my mom never got married, I'm like the first one, and I just feel like it has to be perfect. Is that stupid?" She asked, frowning again, maybe it was hormones, but she just kept bouncing from scared, to happy, to scared again. She frowned again when he mentioned her showing, "You know, it's still really early. I mean, super early. Like... A lot of things could still go wrong early. It's too early to even tell people, really. And I'm scared." She whispered, frowning again, "But I love you, too. So so much."
Amarion nodded as she spoke. He could understand where she was coming from, so he couldn't hold it against her. "It's not stupid at all. I get it and if you want this to be perfect then we'll do whatever we need to do to make it perfect." He didn't know what she considered perfect, but he would do anything in his power to give her the wedding she wanted. "I was just about to say can I see the dress but I'm pretty sure that's bad luck, so I'll just wait until our wedding and cry over how beautiful you look." Those were not the words he wanted to hear but she did have a point. It was a little too early for him to start celebrating or thinking about how he would tell his mom, but that excitement was still there because he couldn't get over the idea of them being parents. "You're right, but how about we don't think like that, okay? It's not gonna make you any less scared, so how about we eat and then we can go upstairs and watch a movie or something. Sound good?"
Valencia sighed again, shaking her head, realizing how ridiculous she was being. "No, as long as it's you I'm marrying, it will be perfect. The wedding doesn't matter, it's the marriage that does." She said, smiling before giving him another kiss. She laughed at his comment about the dress and shrugged, "I don't know how into superstitions I am, but just to be safe, let's save it." She stared at him when he mentioned crying, bring one of her thumbs to wipe away any of his remaining tears. Seeing him cry wasn't something she'd ever expected, but she didn't mind, at least his tears were happy. When he dealt with hers it was always when she was a mess of emotions. "You know, if we have a girl, you're finally going to have a girl living in this house that lets you spoil them without getting all weird." She grinned, changing the subject when he said he didn't want to think like that. "That sounds perfect, though." She paused, biting her lip. Judging from his reaction, she was pretty sure she knew the answer to his next question, but she had to ask anyways. "You're sure this is what you want, right?'
Amarion nodded as she spoke. He got what she meant now, but that didn't mean he was going to go back on his words. Going all out was something he was use to doing, and he wasn't going to stop now. Leaning into her hand he couldn't help but smile as he looked at her. Amarion knew it was too early for her to start 'glowing', but he'd be lying if he said he didn't think she looked a little different. "Does that mean you're never gonna get use to me spoiling you? Because I don't think I'm ever gonna stop. No matter how many kids we have." He smiled, reaching for her hand and lacing their fingers together. The idea of having more kids probably wasn't one he should've shared, since they were just finding out that they were having their first one, but it was an idea he had in his head the moment she agreed to marry him. "I'm more than sure." He said with a slight grin playing on his lips as he took another bite of his food. "You should get back to eating though, babe. Especially since you're eating for two now."
Valencia laughed at his words, shaking her head. "I mean, you can spoil me with lots of babies. And you can spoil me by spoiling all of our babies." She offered, shrugging a shoulder, "Although, who knows, maybe being pregnant will bring out a side of me that likes to be pampered." She couldn't stop beaming when he said he was sure and that only grew even more when he said she was eating for two. She kissed him again before standing up and moving back to her own seat across the table. "There's just two other things that I think we should talk about." She said, taking a bite of the dinner he'd made, "Now that I'm pregnant, I think it's time that I move in. It seems ridiculous to not live together now. I mean, I know we have a while, but we're going to have to set up a nursery, and there will be appointments, and it just makes more sense to be here." She said, giving him the more positive thing she wanted to talk about first and then sighing, "But I also think you need to start looking for a new PA. I mean, once I get further along I'll be taking maternity leave anyways. And afterwards, I just think that I'm not going to want to go back to work right away. My mom had to work so hard to raise us and I'd never hold that against her, but she was never around, neither was my abuela, we had babysitters and then Mari when she was old enough. Then she started to work and javi had me. I don't want nannies and baby sitters raising our kids. And we're ...well you're in a position financially that we don't really need my income. But is that totally selfish of me? Because if you feel differently, then tell me, and I'll keep working."
Amarion arched his eyebrow as he heard her words. "Lots of babies? Now that's something I'd be more than okay with doing. How many are we talking about though? 'Cause I've always wanted like ten, but if that's too much then I'm definietly fine with however many you want." He couldn't help the smile that painted itself on his face as she kissed him, letting go of her hand as she walked back to her seat. "Are you telling me all I had to do was put a baby in you to get you to move in here? I would've done that months ago if I knew that was all it took." He laughed as he finished what was left on his plate, putting his hand over his mouth as he spoke. "I'm also kind of glad that we never got started on that office, 'cause now we can make that room the nursery, and it works out 'cause it'll be right across the hall from our room." Amarion smiled when the words left his mouth, but that smile quickly faded as Len got serious. He tried to keep his composure as she talked, but the idea of having her at home all day everyday was an idea he could definietly get behind. He always found himself missing her when she was at her second job, and he saw himself as more of a distraction when they were at the office, so having her home seemed like a need rather than a want at this point. "I don't think that's selfish. It sounds like the opposite if you ask me, but I've got on question for you. Do you think you would mind helping look for a new PA? Preferably someone who is as good at the job as you were, 'cause my track record when it comes to picking them out hasn't always been the best. I honestly feel like I got lucky with you."
Valencia eye's widened at his words, "Ten sounds like a lot. Let's see how this one goes and then we can decide. Definitely at least three, though. I always pictured, like, 5 at least. Len laughed again at his words, shaking her head, "I should have just moved in months ago. I'm sorry that I kept you waiting, that I put up such a fight about it." She grinned, "I still think we should give you an office, though. I still want to climb under your desk while you're trying to take an important call." She said, winking at him, before shrugging, "We have plenty of time to make a nursery, though." She couldn't even put into words how much she loved him when he spoke next, and only laughed as he continued. "Yes, I'll help you find another one. Preferably one that's extra ugly." She grinned, though she knew she had nothing to worry about, she knew what one of his main criteria had always been when looking for PAs.
Amarion bursted into laughter when he saw Len's eyes widen. He knew ten kids was too much, but he did always want to have his own version of the Von Trapp family, yet he understood why ten was a little too much. "Five sounds a lot better than three, but I guess we'll just have to wait and see." He said picking up his plate as he stood up. "It's fine, babe. It's not like you didn't have a good reason not want to move in. But does that mean Javi got a girlfriend or something, or are you trusting him to fend for himself a little bit since you'll be here more often than not?" He wanted her to move in more than ever, but if she still felt like she needed to help her brother he wouldn't hold her back from doing so. Amarion smirked as she mentioned climbing under his desk, but shook his head quickly before his thought process went any further into that fantasy. "Whoa, whoa. She ain't gotta be ugly, just interested in getting money instead of getting with me."
Valencia smiled at his words and nodded, she wanted to make him happy, she wanted to give him everything he ever wanted, and if that was a big family, she wanted it, too, she just didn't know about ten. "Maybe we'll get lucky and have some sets of twins, then you can get your ten, and I don't have to be pregnant for the next 15 years." She laughed, taking another bite of her food as she finished up her meal. "He doesn't have a girlfriend, but I just feel like he's had long enough to get used to being out here, he's starting school, so he'll be busy most of the time anyways, and Mari will be back in a couple of months, she'll probably be living there. We bought the full size bed to share, but I'm going to get fat, so she probably won't want to share with me anyways." She shrugged, "And I want to be here. I felt guilty leaving him, but this feels so right. I've got to worry about this baby, because this one can't take care of itself, Javi can." She said, frowning slightly. She did still feel a little bit guilty, but she knew that was just the protective big sister in her not letting her let go. Len grinned at his response, shaking her head, "Does it matter one way or the other wether she's hot or ugly?" She asked, resting her chin on her hand as she waited for his answer.
Amarion shook his head as she spoke. The idea of having that many kids always seemed outrageous to him, but the fact that she would be willing to at least try to give him the family he had dreamed of made him realize just how lucky he really was to have her. "Or maybe we'll get even luckier and you'll have a set of quints, that way we're already half way there. Though, I really am fine with however many we have. As long as I have them with you." He smiled sweetly as he reached over the table and grabbed her plate, finally making his way to the sink and dropped them in there. Walking back to the table, he took his seat as he listened to her involuntarily rolling his eyes as she said she was going to get fat yet again. "Okay, I doubt you're gonna get fat, babe. I hear the first pregnancy is suppose to be the one where you don't gain that much weight, and even if you do I think you don't start gaining it until the end. So you could still share a bed with your sister if you wanted to." Amarion wasn't sure if that applied to all women, but he was trying to make her feel better since she didn't seem all that happy in the moment. He had seen her frown more times than smile throughout their entire conversation, and it wasn't exactly his favorite sight, so at this moment he would do anything to see her smile again. "Nope. As long as she gets the job done as well as you did, then I'll be fine. Hell, who's to say it's gonna be a girl anyway? You might find a dude who's just as good."
Valencia let out a loud laugh, shaking her head. "I'm not sure if that's the better option! Can you imagine having to take care of five babies at once? We'd never sleep again!" She shook her head, though she had a wide smile spread across her face. "But you know, if I wasn't already ridiculously in love with you, that whole 'as long as I have them with you' thing totally would have done it for me." She watched as he sat back down, a smaller smile spreading on her face now, though she was no less happy. "Id rather share a bed with you. Fat or not." Len stood from her seat, walking back to where he sat and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "As long as they help to keep you from getting stressed out at work, I don't care who it is, or what they look like." She smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "But what I do care about, is how long you're going to make me wait before you take me to bed for that movie and cuddling you promised." She grinned.
Amarion nodded once he realized that probably wouldn't be the best option, more so because he would rather be sleeping than dealing with five screaming infants, and he had a feeling that would probably put a hold on their sex life for a little longer than he'd like. "Are you saying that didn't make you fall a little bit more in love with me? 'Cause that was totally my angle." He said as he chuckled at her next comment. He was sure she was going to say she was going to get fat, and he could tell her that she wasn't but that was a battle he didn't think he was ready for yet. "Right, yes. The movie and cuddles. I was too busy thinking about all those babies but lets go get our cuddle on." Amarion leaned back into her arms and smiled as she kissed his cheek, but he decided not to get too comfortable as she brought up the movie. Standing up, he swiftly picked her up and shot her a small smile as he made his way to the stairs. This was surprisingly the perfect end to the unexpected day the two of them were having.
Valencia scrunched her nose at his words, and nodded "I can honestly say that since we've been together, you've made me fall a little bit more in love with you at least once a day." she grinned, wrapping her arms around him again as he lifted her up. Truthfully, she was pretty scared about becoming a mom, but she didn't think that fear had totally set in yet. But as scared as she was, she couldn't wait to see Amarion as a dad. Something told her that he was going to be amazing at it, and she couldn't wait for it. She waited him to put her down and lay down with her before getting comfortable, pressing herself into him her arms around him again. "Do you want a girl or a boy?" she asked, looking up at him, before sliding a hand down to rest over her stomach. "It's weird, right? Like, there's actually a baby in there. But it's so teeny tiny." She frowned, not because she was sad, but the idea of just how small the baby was gave her a little jolt of fear.
Amarion couldn't help the huge grin that spread across his face as he heard her words. When it came to making her fall in love with him, he tried his hardest to do it even before she had finally decided to date him. To hear that it was something he did without trying, made him feel accomplished for lack of better words. He had got the girl and now he was going to get the family he had always wanted, and even though he knew it was still too soon to be excited but he couldn't help himself. Placing a kiss on her forehead, he put her down and made his way to the other side of the bed, making himself comfortable as she pressed into him. "A girl, but I'd be fine with whatever we end up having." Slightly shaking his head, he pressed his lips against hers and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him as he deepened the kiss. "Let's not think about how small it is right now, okay? Let's just be happy that it's there and it's ours."
Valencia settled into his arms, something that was so easy to her now, that was her real home, wherever he was, as long as she was wrapped up in his arms, it didnāt matter what came, she knew things would be okay. āYouāll make such a great dad,ā She whispered, looking up at him, not able to even explain the amount of love that flowed through her for him. āBut youāre right. Itās there and itās ours, which means it will be perfect.ā She whispered, amazed how much at ease he could make her. āLetās get married.ā She said, knowing theyād already talked about it earlier that night, but she just wanted to be with him so badly. āTomorrow, in a month, in six, I donāt care. Whatever you want I want to be a family. I want you and me to be us, forever. If you want to get married when Iām huge and fat, then letās do it.ā