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Reco eyes Isla quietly. He moves closer to her, leaning in for a kiss. Breaking it after several moments, he bites his lip before saying, “Violet’s clean now so… How about we dry her off and put her to bed and you and I can… fiddle around a bit? Imagining my entire life with you always gets me hard after a while… I can eat you out like you wanted.”

“Ohhh,” Isla says, grinning a bit. “Only if you promise to use your dick afterward. That’s my price.” She kisses Reco again before standing up to get out. She wraps Violet up in a towel and takes her to get her ready for a nap.

She flops onto the bed once Vi is down and goes, “Ugghhhhh. Clean sheets make /me/ hard.”

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“Maybe… When do you want your baby shower? I’ve already got some games in mind… Am I even invited to it? If I remember, boyfriends or I guess, the partner that isn’t pregnant isn’t invited. It’s a say all for you. God, it feels weird talking about all this… I still can’t believe I’m having a child with you. Like… we made something together. An entire life. I can’t wrap my mind around that.”

“Well… I hope you can get used to it, because I’m happy… We’re going to have two beautiful children and be a great family.” She holds one of Vi's hands out to touch Reco. "As for a baby shower, I don't think I'm technically supposed to be involved. It's supposed to be one of those things that's given for me, you know? But anyway, I don't think it's normal to have one after your first baby... After all, most of the point in a baby shower is so the baby can get gifts, but we've already got all Violet's baby things."

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“Oaklee… Isla… that’s fucking adorable. But hear me out. What if it was Oaklee Kat Energy. Maybe Kat with a C instead, though.”

“Stop it, I swear,” Isla says, splashing him. “His middle name can be… something tropical. I don’t know. Wait, I said He. I wonder if that’s mother’s instinct.”

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“Hm… No, not feeling those… Maybe Carlie? Bailey… Just um–” Reco snaps his fingers, thinking hard. “Just anything with a Lee sound in it? God, this is harder than naming cats.”

“Before you say it, we’re not naming them Kat. Remember when Rocky wanted to name his kid carrot?” Isla laughs a bit. “Bailey is a cute name… Maybe… Oaklee? I kinda like that one.”

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“Eh, pick whatever gendered name. If they hate it, they’ll let us know in the future, I’m sure. But, really, we could name them anything and there’s a chance they’ll hate it.” Reco scoops up some bubbles and holds it out to Vi, already forgetting why he’s even taking a bath. “Randall’s a cool name. Reminds me of Monsters Inc.”

“You want to name our baby after an evil monster? No thank you. How about… Ty– no wait we know a Tyler. Hm… Rosie.”

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“I doubt Dom’s been cooking today. He’s still pretty wrecked.” Reco climbs in after them, kissing Violet’s and Isla’s heads. “I’ll make us something. I spent my alone time watching recipe videos. Do you think Violet and er… I’m not sure what to call the second kid. Just… the baby, maybe…”

“Maybe it’s time for us to talk about baby names...” She begins to wash her daughter so Reco can focus on himself. “You know, with Fru, it was all him. He was the one that decided we should have a baby, he already had the name picked out, he had everything under control. Prick.” Isla scowls and changes the subject back before she can get lost on that dark path. “Anyway. Ours was a happy accident. I’d be happy to talk about different names. You think we should pick something gender neutral or two different names or just pick one and use it no matter the assigned sex? Hm...”

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“I was so gross back then. What the fuck even made you like me? I barely even talked.” Reco gently guides them to the bedroom and opens the master bathroom door for them. He takes put some sheets and changes the bed while the bath is filling. “Don’t worry about the dishes and take out boxes. I’ll clean that up for you after this.”

“We should probably eat it… Or make something else. Now that I’m not a sad blob, I’m actually pretty starving.” Isla gets in the tub after it’s full and holds Violet in her lap. “Maybe we can head over to Rocky’s and steal some of Dom’s cooking.”

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“I couldn’t stop thinking about her. She’s such an angel. I always tell myself how lucky I am to be raising Violet with you.” Reco licks his thumb to wipe some food off of Vi’s face. “Do you need help with the bath? I could probably use one myself. I smell horrid.”

“I’m so proud of how far you’ve come,” Isla says, patting Reco’s arms with a smile. She turns her head back to see him and continues, “Remember when I used to have to bribe you to take a shower?” She takes his hand and picks Vi up in her other arm. “Let’s all take a bath. The tub is big enough for three and a half.”

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“No… Isla, no. This is our home. I can’t fathom the thought of you leaving…” Reco gets out of his chair to hold Isla from behind. Resting his chin on her head, he rocks her back and forth soothingly. “I love you so much. I don’t hate you or anything. It was just disappointing to hear… Why don’t we take Vi and I’ll change the gross, sweaty bed sheets so we can lay together. All four of us.”

“Okay…” she says, putting a hand over her belly. “I’ll give Violet a bath, then… She doesn’t look very happy, she might have missed you more than I did.”

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“Then can we agree, right now, that when one of us is feeling neglected, disappointed, whatever… that we either bring it up right away or the next day? I’m not good at talking… clearly… so I’m going to work on that more. But if I’m upset with you also, don’t assume that I’m going to kick you out or make you leave. I wouldn’t do that to you, especially not over a small thing like this… I’d rather have you in bed with me every night. That means so much to me.”

“I thought you wanted me to move out…” Isla says, her eyes finally tearing up. She cried enough the first two days that by now she was all dried up, but here it comes again. She hugs herself and bites her lip hard, looking at Reco with need. “I wan t to sleep with y ou ever y nightt.”

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“No. It’s because you wanted ME to eat you out when I told you so many times I don’t want to and you pulled the pregnancy card. What do you think I am? Your slave? I’m allowed to have a bad day every once in a while. I know being pregnant feels like shit, but how could you put yourself before me on the one day I felt terrible?”

“…Sorry,” she says, still folded back in her chair with her defenses up. She realizes she fucked up, but that doesn’t make her last few days of mental torture go away. “I’m sorry I did that. I know that it’s not always about me. But you…” She bites her lip. “You need to /tell me/ when I fuck up. Sitting out here by myself for so long gives me way too much space to think and then it /is/ about me. At least in my head. You haven’t even come out of the room to take a piss as far as I’ve seen and to me that means you don’t want to see me. I really am sorry, but we need to work on talking more.”

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Reco’s eyes get a little watery, hating the way Isla’s talking to him about this. He bites his cheek to try and keep himself calm and says, “The way you’re talking to me about this is way more harsh than it needs to be. It hurts. Everything you’re saying is making me feel like I did something so horribly wrong when I’ve just been waiting for you to ask and apologize… You’re making this about you when it’s not for once…”

“What is it then? I’m not going to apologize for something I don’t even know what it is.” Isla crosses her arms defensively, not liking being called selfish. Is that what she’s doing? “If it’s because I didn’t eat you out then I think we need to have a talk, because I didn’t think sex was that serious or that it held so much weight in this relationship.”

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“Right.” Reco sets Violet back in the high chair. “You’re not going to bring it up, so, why are you acting so angry with me? I’m not happy with you right now, but I don’t understand why you feel the same way.”

“Like I just said. It didn’t seem like you wanted me here, so I fucking left. And I’m not /mad/, I’m depressed. It’s more depressing that you can’t tell the difference. I don’t even know what I did to make you so pissed you won’t talk to me for days, so here I was, alone with my thoughts this whole time. If you don’t want me anymore, just say it, don’t drag it out. I’m pretty tired of being dragged around.”

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“I missed her so much… I thought you wouldn’t let me near her again…” Reco holds her tight. There’s no one else in the world that can calm him down like his little princess… As much as he wants to stay sad, seeing Violet grin puts one on his face as well. “She smells like sweat… Did you guys go for a walk? It’s pretty hot out today…”

“Yes. We haven’t been staying in the house much. Didn’t feel very invited…” Isla too tired and beyond upset to notice or care if she’s sounding harsh. It’s how she feels and if Reco doesn’t like it then maybe they’ll finally fix something. “I’m going to give her a bath when I’m done eating.” She shuts off her phone and sets it down to stare at her cold, probably gross food.

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“You know texts only wake me up half the time… You should call or knock or just come in and wake me up…” Reco still feels upset, but he'e trying his best not to cry out. He thumbs Violet’s cheeks before picking her up and cooing quietly. He missed the girl so much, but he figured Isla wouldn’t want him anywhere near her…

“I didn’t think you’d come out anyways, so,” she shrugs, “I took care of it.” She sounds tired and hasn’t really looked at Reco since he sat down. She just keeps starting at the houses on her phone without really looking at any of them. She’s not sure if they’re comforting or making things worse. “She missed you so… thanks.”

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It takes around half an hour, but Reco heads outside. Keeping his blanket held around him, Reco sits beside Violet and quickly glances at Isla. “Hand me her food and stuff, please…”

Isla glances back at him, rolling her eyes a bit internally. Why did he even bother coming so much later? “I already got her to eat,” is all she says, before looking back down at her phone. Her own food sits cold in front of her, with plenty more in the middle of the table. Her appetite has been shit so there wasn’t really a reason to order so much.

Even if she's already eaten, Violet still misses her daddy and she starts go whine again, watching him and wondering furiously why he hasn't picked her up yet.

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"You know better than me that Reco will stay on that bed until he dies. He’s probably biting his nails until they bleed, too. Being the bigger person is hard, but if you want this relationship to go back to normal, you need to break the ice… For all you know, he could be wishing you would walk right in and kiss his face, because he already misses you. Isla, I know it sucks to be the one to do it, but it needs to be done…”

“Maybe… Or maybe if something this little can break us apart then it wasn’t meant to be in the first place.” Isla stands then, ready to be done talking about this. “Thanks for trying to help. I’ll let you know what happens.”

She heads back inside and does what she said she would. She orders some takeout and sits at the table to eat, with Violet and a baby food jar beside her so she can feed her as well. After several failed attempts to feed Violet, the girl crying for her daddy, Isla sighs and gives up.

She leans her elbow on the table and sends Reco a text: “Violet keeps crying for you. She won’t eat.” She doesn’t expect Reco to come out, she’ll just try again in a few minutes, but for now she slouches on the table, scrolling through houses for sale on her phone.

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