#88
So...I hope you’re still okay after reading this @savedbybishop
“Babe, you didn’t have to get me anything.” Said Willy, eyeing the gift you had just placed on his lap. You hadn’t seen him all day since you were out running errands, well, one important errand.
“I know.” You rolled your eyes, knowing that Willy never liked it when you gave him gifts, even though he as a bad habit of surprising you with gifts.
Moving to join him on the couch, your anxiety started to kick in, and you wondered ‘what if he doesn’t like it?’ Willy sensed this little burst of anxiety, pulled you closer to him, and kissed your temple.
“I love it already.”
“You haven’t even opened it yet Willy.” You mumbled into his side.
Willy laughed, “Alright, alright, I’ll open it.” Ripping the wrapping paper off, he opened the box. Inside was a Toronto Maple Leafs jersey, with Nylander and 88 on the back.
“(Y/N),” why are you giving me a baby jersey with my numb-“ Willy’s eyes widened in realization of what this jersey meant. “Are we, are you pregnant?!” He asked in shock.
“Surprise!” If only you had your phone on you, the look on his face knowing that he was going to be a dad was priceless.
You spent the rest of the evening figuring out how to tell everyone that you were going to be a family of three. The next morning, Willy posted a picture of jersey, the 88 showing, and captioned it: Can’t wait to share this number with you bub. #88
