Theo

“Wait, getting engaged was one of my favourite parts of the night, you’re going to do that weekly?” Imogen teased, kissing them back as the hand that wasn’t in theirs went to the back of Theo’s neck. Holding them close to her, truthfully they made her feel like a princess every moment of every single day, but arguing that fact right now wouldn’t do any good. Theo would just ignore her. Breaking out into a smile against their lips too she shook her head a bit, hand on their neck moving to stroke the top of Roy’s head but not breaking the kiss. “It’s not my fault he has perfect taste, but we both know it’s the baby he’s wanting to be near to, not me. I just happen to be the oven.” Only pulling away when she felt the car starting to slow so she could turn and look out of the window of the car.

Taking Theo’s hand so she could better get out the car without flashing everyone her pants thanks to how short her outfit was. Still her eyes became large and remained that way as they made their way into the restaurant, candles everywhere bathing it in soft light, it looked impossibly beautiful. “Babe…this is … incredible…” She breathed, no one else was there. This was their own private night which made tears coming into Imogen’s eyes all over again - glancing down at the green ring that was glinting on her left hand making a shiver of thrilled joy ripple through her from top to bottom all over again. They were going to get married. She was going to be Imogen Kent - it was a fairytale. Sitting on the pulled out chair she murmured a thank you, noticing the little table with Roy’s placard on it, laughing softly. “Oh my god that’s so cute…shit…I need to just…hold on.” Trying to find her phone in her pockets only to realise in the loved up bubble she was in tonight she’d not even remembered to bring it from home. “Oh shit I forgot my phone at home. Can you take a photo of him at it? We can use it as one of the pictures on the thank you card for coming to the wedding.” She giggled, reaching across the table towards Theo to take their hand as Max arrived at their table once more.

Taking a seat across from Imogen, Theo pulled their phone from their breast pocket and handed it to her for her to take Roy's picture. She was infinitely better at all things social media and photos than them. They felt like an old man, much preferring maybe an analog camera. And of course they trusted her completely with handling their phone, she knew their passcode and everything so she could unlock it whenever she wanted and used it freely. "He's facing you, you'll take a better photo from there." Theo smiled softly at her and waited for her to be done to hold her hand across the table. "You like this? I figured you've been eating the food here so much, even made you cook your own food!" They chuckled. "It was time you had the full restaurant experience and live it for yourself. Except this is a tiny bit more special than the average experience. Little bit." Closing one eye, they put up index and thumb fingers, signaling how small the difference was, when in fact, it was a huge difference, starting by them being alone there and having all the servers for them.

Max handed them both a specially printed menu for them that consisted mostly on what they were going to eat more than what were the options. Theo had micromanaged to the last tiny bit every single dish and drink in there. "We're going to start you off with some mocktails for the three of you and for your entry, we'll be serving you a bruschetta made with garlic bread and topped off with fresh tomatoes, prosciutto and burrata, topped with olive oil and basil. If you need anything, please let me know. I'll leave you with the menu." Theo waited for her reaction as Max disappeared into the kitchen. The entry should sound very familiar to Imogen since it was what they had their first night out in Italy back in the day. "No garlic bread for Roy, though. Don't worry. And his water will be just flavored with the apricot— Oh shit that was meant to be a surprise!" They laughed at themselves, shaking their head. "Sorry, I'm just so excited to finally do this. I've been planning this for months." Thumb rubbing on the back of Imogen's hand, they brought it up to give it a soft kiss.

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Exasperated, Wyatt shook his head and just started chuckling. "Caeser buddy," he was no match for the large dog who clearly wasn't about to give in and move. "Oh yeah, definitely do not want to leave a pregnant lady hungry, I know how that goes," his eyes rolled with a playful energy to them as he spoke to the other. He watched as the other pet his dog, the tail wagging fierce and steady, "good point too, about the sugar," he pointed out not that his dog had any idea of what that meant. "Nice, what kind?" He asked before chuckling, "unfortunately I'd say yes. Dogs have been known to be hungry fellows, especially big guys like this one."

Pulling their arm up high, Theo continued with the scratches and pats, hoping the dog would forget about the food. It wasn't working very well. "My Roy is a black lab. He's still young, not even a year. We rescued him. But really, he chose us." They nodded with a soft smile. With some difficulty, they pulled out their phone to show the other man their lockscreen, a picture of Imogen and Roy napping together. "He's the king of naps and obsessed with my fiancée." They couldn't help themselves and had to gush about Imogen and Roy. Bringing up they even had a fiancée to a complete stranger. "How old is this little guy?" The dog was everything but little.

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Tristan couldn't help the amused smile when he heard the question. He had a feeling that they were distracted since they did think that he was one of the employees for the boutique. But, at the same time, the two of them probably had only met a few times, usually at birthdays, so it wasn't too surprising. He didn't immediately recognize Theo when he came in and then got too busy trying to find the kids section anyway. "Yeah. I have two kids. I think you've met them? Jake's last birthday? Unless somehow I've mistaken you for someone else," he said then pointed at himself as he continued with a small grin, "Do I look different? Ellie's brother, Tristan. I don't think I've changed that much," he let out a chuckle so the other knew that he was just joking. "Also, congratulations. Welcome to the club."

A small frown on Theo's brow as they looked up at the other man. Of course they knew him. They were so into their own mind they didn't realize. "Shit, I'm so dim. I'm sorry. Of course Tristan!" Stretching an arm to bring the other into a half hug, Theo laughed, patting his back. "How have you been? How are the kiddos? Aidan and-" It took them a second but they finally remembered, "Dylan, of course! How are those two trouble makers?" Theo stepped back and let go of Tristan with a huge grin on their face. They remembered his kids, Jake's cousins and having fun with all the boys at Jake's birthday party, kicking the ball around and teaching them all about real football. "Thanks mate, I'm excited."

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“Doors open!” Emerson called out, looking up from the comic book he was reading with his three year old, Jake, to see Theo coming through his front door. Theo was practically a sibling to Emerson - and they’d been his favorite ex of his younger sister Imogen’s to date - and whenever they’d asked him when they could see him again, he’d of course offered for as soon as they wanted, which had apparently been sooner rather than later. He smiled as Jake’s eyes lit up, and he watched as the boy ran to Theo’s side, giving them a hug. “Guncle Theo!” The boy smiled, which only made Emerson laugh as he stood. “I really hope you don’t mind that he calls you that. Because it’s stuck.” He admitted, outstretching his arms to the other to pull them into a hug. “Thanks for coming by, you look great.” @theoxkent

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Theo came through the door only to be bulldozed by a very strong three year-old that went straight to their legs. They grunted pretending to be hurt by their hug and bending over a little. "Oh my God you are so strong. You almost knocked me over! Who are you, spider-man?" Theo picked the boy up easily, putting him on his hip before giving him a big kiss on the cheek. "What are you feeding this one, mate? He almost paralyzed me! What's auntie Imogen going to say?" They smiled into the three way hug and reassured Emerson, "No I love it. I am guncle Theo."

Coming to sit where Emerson was sitting with Jake before they arrived, Theo kept the boy with them, sitting him on their lap as Emerson sat back down too. "Thanks mate, gotta keep your sister in love. I do what I can." The brit joked lightly. "Oh and speaking of... that's why I came by. To talk about Imogen with you., there's something I gotta ask."

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Watching Theo, Finn eyed the food being made, looking forward to the dish they would all be enjoying shortly. "Great; and perfect," his eyes following to where they had pointed out the glasses were and then to where the corkscrew was. Stepping forward to grab two glasses and then the corkscrew, Finn opened the bottle with ease; something he learned from an early age back home. He nodded when waved off about helping out, and then poured a glass for Theo and then himself. "It is," he grinned, offering up one of the glasses, "and my family does and has for generations."

Theo cleaned their hands for a moment to grab the glass by the stem and swish it before smelling it before putting it down to let it breath. "We are looking into incorporating some local wine at the restaurant." They commented. "Most of the bottles we sell, we import them from Italy but it'd be great if you could send me some samples to the restaurant?" It was about time they looked into local wine as an option for the restaurant, at least they could try it. "Have you ever been, by the way? You have to let me know next time you're there."

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How was Imogen ever meant to go back to real life after this? She was on cloud nine with no intention of coming back down to earth anytime soon because she engaged, fucking engaged to Theo Kent of all people, it was more than she could imagine in her wildest dreams. Taking their hand as they held it out to her she gave it a squeeze, blushing pink at the compliment. Small shake of her head. “Stop it. But thank you. You look incredibly handsome.” Nodding as they asked if she was ready to go, still no idea where it was they were going but before she allowed herself to be lead out the door she pulled at the hand that was in her own to bring them closer to her. “I love you.” Imogen whispered as she kissed Theo softly, smile immediately coming onto her lips. “Okay, now I’m ready.” The woman confirmed.

As if the ring, the house, the dog in a bow tie, the engagement wasn’t enough for gods sake there was more. Letting out a little gasp as she saw the man holding the door and flowers, waiting for them it seemed. “This is for us?” She don’t know why she’d just assumed wherever they were going they’d gone in Theo’s car but she was thrilled at the prospect of getting to sit in the back with her fiancee instead. Getting to talk to them, looking at them, without worrying it was going to cause a car crash. “Thank you.” She whispered as she gazed down at the flowers, utterly overwhelmed by everything. Kissing them back with a hand cupping their cheek before she got into the car. “Thank you.” Giving the driver a smile, waiting for Theo to join her before wrapping her arms around them. “This is fucking insane.” She giggled against their lips, giving them a couple more kisses.

"There will be a survey at the end of this night where you can write down your favourite parts and if you want me to turn this into a weekly date night." Sitting next to her inside the car as it drove off, Theo was joked. Well, unless she actually wanted that, then it wasn't a joke. "It's what you deserve. Being treated like a princess. I want you to feel as special as you make me feel whenever I look at you." They kissed her back holding one of her hands in theirs, lacing their fingers together and they could feel how Roy put his head on Imogen's lap, head-butting their joint hands so they laughed against her lips. "Your son wants your attention. So rude that you are his favourite."

It wasn't a long ride to the restaurant, their restaurant where just outside, Max, the host, was waiting for them. The driver parked and opened the door for, allowing Theo to step out so they could offer a hand for her to slide off too and grab Roy's leash. When they were ready, they walked up to the restaurant. "We have a reservation under Rhitt." Everything was planned to the smallest detail. Even if it was Theo's restaurant, their staff was to treat them as the most special guests for the night because they were, after all. 'Your table is ready.' Max guided them inside. The place had many candles lit on the tables that were empty. There were no patrons at the restaurant, it was closed for the night to the public, only opened for the two of them. Theo walked to the only one table that was set or them and pulled the chair for her to sit. Next to them was a smaller table with a little sign that said 'Roy'. Of course Theo made the night special for the three of them. Roy was part of the family and deserved special treatment too.

“There are a shit load of things I would give up for a free table at the restaurant for life but that house is not one of them. Sorry - not that house, our house.” She giggled, still bouncing as Roy joined in, loving how they were all just…so fucking happy. Tears were still coming from her eyes every so often as she looked at her fiancee - head over heels in love. “Buying it to rent? Fuck that. It’s our forever home now. Oh my god we can sit in that window nook and make out.” Kissing them back just as enthusiastically when their lips met again, arms moving to wrap around Theo’s shoulders so she could be as close to them as possible. Only breaking away when they lead for it to happen.

“I’m going, I’m going, just…one more.” Giving The one more deep kiss before she ran down the hall to the bedroom, pausing to bend down and scoop up the hoodie announcing her new era in the process. “I’m not going to wear this out but I need you to know I’m putting it on as soon as we get home and probably not taking it off ever again.” Disappearing behind the bedroom door as she tried to work out what she wanted to wear that would go with Theo’s outfit but also look good on her because…well she wanted to look hot for her fiancee. Finally settling on a set that had showed off a lot of her leg (something she’d not lost to the pregnancy yet) but also somewhat disguised her bump so that any photos they took would be a little more timeless. “Okay I think I have my outfit on, are my white shoes in the hallway?” Meaning the pair of white pumps that were cute but also comfortable, before spotting them. “Never-mind they’re here!” Heading out into the living room where she saw Roy in his bow tie. “Oh you look like such a handsome boy!” She giggled, clapping her hands which just meant her ring caught her eye again and she welled up with tears once more. “I’m going to be crying all week I hope you know that.”

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After knowing Imogen all these years, it really shouldn't surprise Theo whenever she puts on a beautiful outfit and yet, here they were with their jaw on the floor as she came down the hallway in that beautiful jacket, her hair down and gorgeous framing her perfect face. Theo picked up their jaw from the floor and swallowed, offering her their hand. "You look so beautiful." They kissed her cheek. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." It was an understatement, especially coming from them since they told her that all the time. They never got tired of saying it and they never will. "Ready?"

Opening the door for her, they walked her out of the flat along with Roy and made their way out of the building, not through the garage as they always did but through the front door where a man stood by a black car, back door opened for them with one hand, his other hand holding a bouquet of flowers for Imogen. They had planned every thing, every little detail to be perfect, even their ride to where they were going to celebrate their engagement so they could be with her look at her, kiss her and not have to worry about driving. Theo made Roy get into the car so they could grab the flowers the driver was holding and pass them to Imogen. "For my fiancée." Holding the door open for her, they kissed her before she slid inside and they followed right after.

As the ring was slipped on her finger she felt her heart skip in her chest, the glint coming off it just feeling so correct, she pressed her lips against theirs harder. A couple more pecks before pulling away to allow Theo to speak. “Are you kidding? It’s perfect, and it’s so pretty. It’s Italy, and it’s us, and it’s….everything.” She truly did think it was perfect, in fact perfect wasn’t even…perfect enough a word for it but she felt like her brain was short circuiting every couple of seconds. Holding onto their hand as they helped her up from the floor, one of her legs having totally gone to sleep under her in the process, making her hobble a little. Her eyes immediately widening when they said that wasn’t all because was this not enough?

“More?” Reaching down to grab the bag off the floor so she could look into what was still left in it, noticing a key but not entirely sure what it meant. “Yeah…yeah I remember that house…someone else bought it…” she looked up holding the key, skepticism in her eyes because she wasn’t sure where this was going, but it was Theo so it could be literally anywhere. “Oh shit please don’t tell me you killed someone because obviously I will help you hide the body but I will feel morally dubious about it…” Her hand was sweating again as she held the key in a shaking hand, listening to her being told that the house was theirs. “What!” It came out as a loud scream, pushing their shoulder gently as she jumped up and down on the spot. “Are you kidding!? It’s our house? The window seat, the kitchen, the garden….we get to raise our family there? Oh my god you just called me your fiancee too…this is all too much I don’t know what to do with myself.”

Their hands went to her waist as she jumped up and down in front of them, laughing at her reaction. It even made Roy bark and jump on his spot which made Theo laugh even harder. The grin on their face was never going away. Theo was so happy it hurt their cheeks and made their heart beat faster. "I didn't need to murder anyone. Turns out that a great speech and the promise of a free meal for the rest of their lives at the restaurant was enough to sway them away from the house and they dropped the reservation." The Brit explained further, not wanting her to believe they had actually committed a crime. "They were buying it just to rent it out so it wasn't that big of a deal."

At her saying it was all too much, they gave her a small smirk. "I hope you don't mean that because... this isn't all. Go put on something nice. I have a car waiting for us downstairs." Before Theo let her go, they brought her in to giver her another real, proper kiss, longer than they one they shared before. They almost getting carried away. "Okay, go. Go! We'll wait here. Roy needs to get ready too." Once she disappeared into the bedroom, Theo put Roy in his harness and leash and put a white bowtie around his neck to wait for mummy to be ready, both of them standing by the door as she got ready.

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Who: Wyatt and OPEN (0/3)

Where: Ashburn Park

When: January 2025

On a day off from lecturing or office hours Wyatt found himself in the middle of the park enjoying the sun on his face with his trusty dog Caesar beside him. Taking a leisurely walk through the park in his hometown, he could feel the tug of the leash as the dog just stopped and wouldn't move. Looking down, "Dude I know you're not used to the heat but we gotta keep moving." He said before crouching down and seeing the dog's eyes fixated upon someone before them. Looking up, he chuckled to himself, as the other looked at him back. "I think my dog thinks you're about to share your food with him," he replied and stood back up and shook his head.

The weather was starting to warm up nearing spring so Theo decided to walk back from the restaurant to their flat after Imogen asked them for sfogliatelle which they couldn't make at home and needed to get it "Sorry buddy, I gotta take this to my pregnant fiancée or otherwise she'll be very angry." Theo said to the dog, giving him a scratch behind his ear with a soft smile. "Besides, this is too sugary, you can't have it. It'll be bad for you." Of course the dog looked nothing like Roy but now that they had a dog, seeing any other dog made them miss theirs. If they got like that, what were they going to do when their kid went to school? The thought made them chuckle to themselves. "I recently got a dog myself. Are they hungry twenty-four, seven?" Theo asked the dog's owner.

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“Fuck fuck fuck...” Imogen kept repeating as Theo took the beautiful ring from her, wringing her hands for a second once they were empty but then forcing herself to calm down. She wanted to remember this moment for the rest of her life and if she was having some kind of spiral meltdown that was very unlikely to be the case. A little sob came from her throat as they mentioned that they’d picked the ring out in Italy, all those years ago, meaning they’d kept it even while the two of them were broken up. So impossibly adorable she was wondering if this whole thing might be a dream because Imogen wasn’t sure she deserved a love like this. A tear filled laugh at the mention of her curly pigtails, she’d been wearing a red and white striped t-shirt under her dungarees the day she met Theo - it was as clear in her mind’s eye as if it happened yesterday, and it had all lead to this moment. Trying to take some steadying breaths she resisted the urge to reach out towards the other, wanting to hug them but also wanting to hear what they had to say. “Those pigtails were so bad…” she giggled, pressing her lips together as she looked down at their hands there together. Her left one with a now empty ring finger, but not for long.

“You’re such a good helper.” She chuckled as the dog sat down again on the floor, being just the best boy, their perfect little son. “Hm, yes?” As her name was mentioned she turned to look directly into Theo’s eyes again, her whole body vibrating with excitement. No sooner had the words come from their lips she was nodding, closing the gap between them to press a kiss to Theo’s lips, all the while still nodding he head. “Yes, yes of course I’ll marry you.” Tears streaming down her cheeks as she pulled away just enough to be able to look down at the ring in their hand again. “It’s so stunning, you got this in Italy?”

As she said yes, Theo slipped the ring on her finger, bringing her hand up to kiss it before cupping her face and bringing her in for a kiss on the lips this time. A smile pressed to them while a tear rolled down their own cheek. "I did, I got it in Italy. I know maybe it's not the most traditional ring. Maybe it's not even pretty but I just thought... I don't know what I thought. I was so young. I liked it at the time and it had a rock and everything so I thought it worked as an engagement ring." Another soft chuckle left their lips close to hers but they pulled back to get on their feet and help her do the same.

"That's not all, look inside the bag again." Inside, the key that she overlooked the first time. Understandably given the circumstances, she was being proposed to after all. "Remember that house you loved so much with the window seat and the big pantry?" Of course she was going to remember the house, she had gushed about it during the tour and was so sad when they told them it wasn't available but Theo wouldn't leave it alone. "I did something that might no be entirely legal but... I got it for us. It's ours. We just need to sign some papers tomorrow. That's if my fiancée still wants to live there with me and Roy and little lime, here, the four of us together." The dream just starting to get real right before their eyes, things finally falling into place for the two of them.

Imogen was still looking down at the hoodie when she sensed Theo leave the room up ahead, prompting her to look up. Confusion the first expression on her face, followed by realisation, then she was flooded with shock. Rendered entirely speechless as she took them in, down on one knee in front of her, dressed so smartly, and finally clocked what was going on. “Wha…” she started, voice cracking in the middle of the word, looking down as her leg was bumped. Still clutching the hoodie in one (now very sweaty) hand, she blindly took the bag from the labs mouth. “Babe…what’s happening…?” Voice full of tears as they asked her to open the bag.

Unable to stop herself she dropped onto her knees in the middle of the hallway so she was on the same level as Theo, putting the sweatshirt to her left as she did as she was told. A tiny squeak leaving her throat as she saw the ring that was inside - the most beautiful shades of green, Imogen’s favourite colour. It had been since she was a little girl. “Oh…” she breathed, not even noticing the key at first because she was too overwhelmed with the fact she was being proposed to. “Oh my god….are you….is this…?” Her hands were shaking so much as she brought the ring out the bag she almost dropped it in the process, eyes filled with tears. “Oh fuck…” she exclaimed, half laughing half sniffing as she tried to get some control over herself and her emotions. It wasn’t going well. “I’m in my pants. I’m not wearing a bra.” She blurted out, as if that was what mattered.

"You are perfect!" Theo reassured as she worried about her clothes, letting out a soft wet chuckle. They took the ring from her hand for a moment so they could hold it as they talked, briefly looking at it before looking into her eyes. "Twenty-four year old Theo picked this ring in Italy six years ago. I'm as sure now as I was then that I want to spend the rest of my life with you." The words almost getting stuck on their throat as they said them, full of emotions. This part hadn't been rehearsed, they were just speaking from their heart. Whatever came to mind and out of their mouth, it was genuine and full of love and adoration. "You are the love of my life. You always have been. I've been wanting to do this since I was a wee lad and saw you wondering about your garden in you curly pigtails and dungarees. I didn't even know what love was back then but I just knew that what I felt for you was different than anything I've ever felt before and that is still the case now almost twenty years later."

Theo held one of her hands in their free one, not slipping the ring on yet, of course but still wanting the contact, leaning in to give a kiss to the back which prompted Roy to come and lick them and Imogen's hand as well, making them laugh. "Thanks for the help buddy." The dog sat back down next to them not quite understanding what was going on but being perfectly good and supportive. "So, Imogen Rhitt, it would a dream come true if you'd allow me to spend the rest of my days with you. Will you marry me?" The question they've always wanted to ask, that they had been waiting to ask for so long, finally said out loud.

Imogen made a face, not entirely sure why the olives had been such a drama but then again after knowing Theo for so many years, watching them master their craft, she knew better than to ask. It would be like asking a composer why it mattered that their piano was tuned. “I’m not going to lie, part of me was laying on the sofa wondering if I’d eaten them last time I was there, but then I thought no that can’t be what happened because olives have been making me feel sick, even just the smell.” Grimacing as she turned around to be greeted by a kiss on the forehead only for them to leave again a second later. “Okay…” Potato chip bag securely in her arms as she made her way after them but came to a stop in the living room.

“A sweatshirt?” Dropping the bag with a crunching noise next to the carrier on the coffee table, frowning again. “While you were checking on olives?” Thinking nothing of the fact they’d gone off to the bathroom as she opened up the bag, pulling the sweatshirt out the bag. “What size were you expecting?” She didn’t notice the writing on the front for a few moments, trying to find the tag around the neck first. “It’s a large, babe you’re not a large you’re fucking tiny. - I think they’ve sent you the wrong one…” Trailing off as she started to read the writing on the front, now entirely confused. “Yeah they’ve definitely sent you the wrong one - it says ‘in my fiancee’ era on the front - unless I asked you something in my sleep last night?” The redhead started to laugh to herself as she headed in the direction of the bedroom, every intention of showing her significant other. “It’s soft though, when you send it back can you get them to send me a plain one in my size as well. I’m going to fucking live in it.”

Theo changed their outfit in record time and grabbed the small bag the had at the ready on a bottom drawer, giving it to Roy to carry it out next to them. Once ready, they came out to meet Imogen half way before she went down the hallway. Suddenly dropping down to one knee, they looked up at her. Roy sitting down next to the just like the practiced all those time while she was asleep or out and they had a moment just the two of them. "They didn't send the wrong one, it's for you." Turning to Roy, they ordered a soft 'now' and the dog nosed at Imogen's leg for her to grab it. Inside was not only a ring, the ring, but a house key.

This was the moment they've been waiting for since they were a kid so it was not surprising that they were shaking like a leaf, short of breath as they looked up at Imogen with watery eyes. In a dark blue outfit with perfectly tailored trousers and matching button up, Theo was kneeling in front of her, offering their heart for her to keep forever, although deep inside they knew it had always belonged to her and no one else. "Open the bag, please." They said after a moment, voice shaking a little as their eyes remained on her and her reaction. Finally, this was happening.

Where: The apartment Who: @theoxkent

It wasn’t like Imogen had been the most active person in the world before she got pregnant, but recently she felt like all she did was lie about on the sofa in the flat she shared with Theo. Like a sort of human shaped lump that had fused with the cushions. More often than not she would be in one of their football jerseys because despite having a visible bump now it still wasn’t at a point where she had to worry about stretching them too badly, plus Imogen knew if she was to mention that Theo would tell her they didn’t care. To go ahead and stretch them, which was not something she wanted to do. Her cup of tea had gone cold so twisting her body as best she could the girl put the half empty mug onto the coffee table, waiting for their better half to get back from whatever happened at the restaurant that had them running out the door about half an hour ago. Only hoping it wasn’t anything too disastrous, calling after Theo that they should text her if they needed her to come down, not really wanting to leave them to deal with it on their own but she wasn’t given a choice the speed with which Theo scarpered.

Prodding her stomach she spoke to it, as if the baby was going to talk back. “Do we think daddy is going to come back soon, or do we think we should order take out? Or do we want to see what snacks we have in the kitchen? Yeah let’s do that actually.” Sliding dramatically off the sofa as she padded through to the kitchen, humming to herself. Delving into the cupboards until she found a half eaten bag of crisps triumphantly - a loud ‘ah ha!’ alongside it. Next second hearing Roy running out the room and the front door opening. “Babe?” She called out, pausing. "That you? Is everything okay with the restaurant?"

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It was very rare that the couple weren't attached to the hip these days but Theo needed a good excuse to step out of the flat without Imogen this time and it was for a good reason. The most important reason, you might say.

The plan was set in motion weeks ago, even before getting their dog Roy and the fact that he was now a part of it made it all the more special. Theo had thought of every little detail and the last part od the surprise was just finished so, making up a quick work emergency, they went to pick it up but not before hiding everything they needed in their bedroom for it to be ready as soon as they returned. When they walked back through the door, there was nothing out of the ordinary in plain sight, just a random bag in hand. "Crisis averted. I found the missing olives, they were in the wrong fridge." Theo explained as they walked towards her in the kitchen and kissed her temple. "I really need a wee." They whispered before chuckling, just to have an excuse to step out of the room, leaving the bag on the coffee table and patting Roy on their way, showing him a treat for him to follow them without Imogen noticing. He was a big part of the plan. "Oh um, babe. I ordered a sweatshirt. Can you check they sent the right size? I left it there on the coffee table." They called as they walked down the hallway towards their bedroom, rushing the last few steps to go get changed into a nicer outfit and grab the rest of the surprise.

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“The baby is going to be born with an anxiety disorder if I’m not careful.” Imogen muttered once she’d done throwing up, trying to catch her breath as she listening to Theo opening the glove compartment. This was just like they used to be, except Theo had become much better at not also throwing up alongside their girlfriend, and also this time Imogen hadn’t gotten there by drinking too much wine. More is the pity. It might have taken the edge off the stress of their meeting with Jack if she had. “Thanks babe.” A grateful smile on her pale, clammy face as she took the bottle of water from them and took a few sips. “No it’s good not cold, this is good.”

They were so calm, so well put together, Imogen was honestly so impressed by Theo’s composure because it was something she had never had, but they always did. “One day I’m going to get you to give me lessons on how to stay calm, because it’s just…” Free hand gesturing vaguely in their direction as she took a couple more sips. “You’re always so much better at it than me.” Understatement, as per usual. “No, I don’t want any kind of attention on us either, not when we have enough going on in our lives. I don’t want that kind of negative attention on the baby either, this isn’t their fault. It’s mine. That lawyer you’ve been talking to, do you think they know anyone in PR if we need help with that? I just don’t want it to have any kind of negative effect on the restaurant either. You spent so long building that - the last fucking person who’s going to bring that down is that asshole. Plus I don’t want to make things more painful for you than I have already, I really want to make sure this chaos I’ve brought into your life just…calms the fuck down.” Reaching out with her free hand to give their leg a light squeeze, another sip of water that was helping her settle her stomach. She was slowly starting to calm down a little, her pulse going back to normal. “I just want to go home, tea sounds good, we can just forget any of that happened.” God they were so perfect, even kissing her gross mouth. Carefully getting out the car incase the emotion and throwing up made her feel lightheaded, holding onto the top of the door for a second before closing it. “You need something too, after all that, you need a bath. You need to be fucking taken care of.”