Cruel - Criminal minds enemies to lovers

A new kind of ending (1)

"This is so stupid" Athena whispered to Morgan who was wrapped behind her.

"Shh, you're gonna get us in trouble again" he whispered back and tried to listen to the instructor of the Lamaze class who was always shooting Morgan and Athena glares given how much Athena talked or made jokes to try to get Morgan to laugh.

"She's a 'breathing coach', what's she gonna do? Namaste us to death?" Athena rolled her eyes, Morgan hid his laughter by tucking his head into her shoulder nestled into her neck and continuing the exercise.

"I feel like a fucking row boat" Athena felt his laughter on her shoulder that made her smile, she had made it her mission to make him crack as much as possible in these boring classes.

"Stop it" he chuckled quietly.

"Okay now dads, we're going to breath in our partners pained energy through them and let it out with them- this will be a very important part of the birthing process" the woman continued.

"Oh yeah because the main thing I want when pushing a human out of my vagina is you breathing on me, some hefty breathing is just as good as drugs for pain" Athena said sarcastically. Morgan couldn't help his loud laugh this time at her tone, Athena covered her mouth to hide her chuckle as everyone glared at them- especially the teacher.

"Is there a problem Mr Morgan?" The instructor raised a judgemental eyebrow.

"Uh oh, you're in trouble" Athena whispered to him, he nudged her to stop making him laugh.

"And what about you Mrs Morgan? You're always awfully chatty, anything to say" The instructors eyes glared.

"Bold of you to assume I took his last name and yeah, actually yeah I do" Athena jumped up to her feet.

"Athena-" Morgan tried to stop her.

"I in fact have a lot to say so let me just rattle through some of those thoughts starting with the fact that this class is a god damn joke. We've sat here once a week for the last 6 weeks listening to you rant on about 'the magic power of breathing'- I'm sorry but if it was as easy as a couple of deep breaths and a positive attitude then I don't think you'd have to teach a whole class on how to cope with childbirth. What's next? Oh yeah- the fact that we have to wear tight yoga clothes for you to 'see our form.' Are you kidding me? You do realise that half of us here are pregnant right? Do you not realise how freaking hard it is to put this shit on? You try carrying a watermelon in your stomach and dragging trying to put tight spandex over it and then tell us that we can't wear what we want. And don't even get me started on the shitty 'refreshments' you provide- Who the hell doesn't bring cookies to a pregnancy class? Oh and also!-"

"We'll be going now, thank you for the class- it was great, sorry for her, I'd like to say it's because of the pregnancy but she's always like this" Morgan had gathered their things and was leading Athena out of the shocked room as she rambled on and on.

"That's the 3rd Lamaze class you've gotten us kicked out of" he chuckled as they made their way to the car.

"That's the point" she smiled at him, he shook his head and got into the driver's seat after holding open her car door for her.

"You've been making scenes just so you don't have to go, haven't you?"

"Mhm, and according to my calculations we only have 2 other Lamaze class options and both are like 20 miles from us so..." she shrugged with a clever grin.

"Athena, you can't not go to Lamaze class- you need to prepare for what's going to happen."

"Dude people have been giving birth for thousands of years, I think I can figure it out with the help of the doctors if it happens" she rolled her eyes.