You had complete adoration for Fives. You loved him with your whole being. There is no one else you would imagine life with. But for kriffs sake, Fives could not cook to save his life.
This morning, you woke up to your child kicking your stomach. The little stinker started kicking a couple weeks ago, and you could not wait to push 'em out already. You groaned a bit, trying to adjust your body to a more comfortable position, before realizing there was a weight on your chest. Only then did you realize Fives, snoring as he laid on your chest with his arm slung over your tummy. Internally shaking your head, you realized you'd be taking care of two children soon. And you wouldn't trade it for the galaxy. Your hands made their way to his hair, softly massaging his scalp. Ever since the war ended, Fives actually had time to sleep in, and he relished it greatly. After some time, Fives stirred, moving the hand that was doing over your little belly bump. He rubbed his hand up and down your stomach, it was his way of greeting the child in the mornings. Fives then shifted his head to face yours, eyes prying open as he gave you a lazy smile. Yawning, he moved his face close to yours and kissed your forehead. You smiled, absorbing the quiet moments you got with your husband in bed.
"How'd you sleep?" Fives murmured. His morning voice was gruff and deep, kriff this man could turn you into a pile of jelly just by using his words. You hummed as your eyes closed again.
"The baby is getting more restless at night."
"Hey sweet girl," Fives says pointing down at your stomach, "Stop kicking your mother. She's been working real hard to keep you content."
You let out a laugh while you comb your fingers through Fives' hair. "Babe how do you know our baby is a girl?"
"I'm a secret jedi, so my powers make me all-knowing." Fives stated as if this was a known fact. You shake your head and giggle, Anakin must've taught Fives how the jedi stuff worked because it sounded completely absurd.
"Okay sure Fives.. whatever you say."
You both lingered in bed, basking in each other's warmth when Fives suddenly rolled out of bed. You raised your eyebrow wondering where this burst of energy came from. "Okay babe after I get ready, I'm gonna make us some breakfast. You just relax and wait for me to whip up something great."
You gave him a knowing look, last time he tried to make something he set off the fire alarm with the amount of smoke he generated from the stove. "Fives..." You start.
"Nuh-Uh babe," Fives says pressing a single finger to your lips. Your eyebrows raise, did he just-? "Don't worry about it... I've got everything down. I promise I won't burn down the kitchen, or break a pot, or burn my finger- again."
You just sighed knowing that your handsome lover never gives up. You just moved his finger from your lips and pull him in for a kiss.
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Some time passed by after Fives promised to make you breakfast. While you were getting ready, you heard a couple clanks of pots and pans, but your couldn't smell any smoke or hear sounds of pain. How promising. You walked into the kitchen to see a shirtless Fives plating what looked like an egg scramble. You scan the kitchen for any scorch marks or damage, and was pleased to see that there was none. You waltz your way over to Fives, wrapping your arms around his torso, kissing the back of his shoulder. You could feel his back muscles move as he plated the food. "Doesn't smell too bad in here babe," You said a bit shocked.
"Was there ever any doubt?" You chose not to answer. You let go as he brought the two plates over to the table. He pulled out the chair and sat you down. Looking at the plate, for once there was nothing visibly unappealing or wrong with it. "I know you and the baby are going to love it. But what can I say? I'm just awesome like that." Okay Fives, keep telling yourself that. You shoot him an incredulous look, but smiled soon after.
