( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry (knightliight, chrissy bby i missed you)
[text msg - Saraya]: Don’t apologize, it was kind of adorable.
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( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry (knightliight, chrissy bby i missed you)
[text msg - Saraya]: Don’t apologize, it was kind of adorable.
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Four months ago, everything changed for the couple better known as Saraya and Jon. They’d spent the night together as most couples do, but their mistake at the time had been the fact that they neglected to use proper protection in the heat of the moment. Now, they were surrounded by baby items; clothes, shoes, toys, diapers, the whole nine yards. Jon was in the guest bedroom turned baby room setting up the crib they’d just bought. It seemed easy at first, but three hours later and a half dozen calls to his best friend Joe, who’d come over to help, the blond was nearly there. He shoved one side unto place while Joe hammered away, being teased by him all the while. He rolled his eyes, mumbling promises of bruises and teeth down a throat, but he didn’t mean any of it. He was just glad that someone was there to ease his struggling mind. After all, he was about to become a first time father.
Saraya was somewhere in the house, no doubt unpacking still, they’d just moved into this place a week ago and still hadn’t settled in just yet, but he was glad they’d been lucky enough to find a place on such short notice. In Florida no less. “Babe!” The blond called out, beaming at the crib now that it was finished, Joe pushing up to his feet and grinning before he pat Jon on the back. “Looks sturdy, brother. Good call on the cherry wood, too.” They stood there and admired their hard work together, cracking jokes while waiting on the younger woman to join them.