For what it's worth

Chapter 44

On the way back home from the beach I forced Lando to stopped in a children's store to pick up a teddy bear. It look me 20 minutes to convince him that we had to get it today and that we couldn't wait for tomorrow. Was he impressed? Nope not one bit. But did he listen and stop at a children's shop? Yes, yes he did. Once we arrived Lando had to stop me from running full speed into the store. They closed in 20 minutes and I had no time to waist. Once we finally got in, after a 30 second walk from the car which felt like a lifetime for me, I ran straight to the back wall that was full of different types of teddy bears, different sizes, colours, animals, it was incredible.
"Pick one already" Lando rolled his eyes.
"We've been here like 5 minutes, give me time"
"It's a teddy, how much time do you need there all the same just take one".
"Lando this is our first child, it has to be perfect" I smile.
"Are you going to name it too?" He suggested sarcastically.
"Oh my god !!  Yesss" I squeal excitingly.
"Oh god no" he he says trying to hold a serious face but I can see the corners of his mouth turn up a little.
After many import minutes of looking I finally pick out a grey teddy bear, kind of big but still kind of small, medium size, and it's a traditional bear. 
"This is it, this is the one" I smile holding the teddy to Landos face.
"It's perfect" he rolls his eyes smiling.
We walk to the cash register to pay when I see a sign saying you can get a message embroidered on your teddy.
"Lando" I say pointing at the sign.
"Really?" He asks after reading it.
"Yes, please" I give him puppy eyes so he can't say no.
"What do you want it to say?" He asks.
I think about it for a few moments before I deiced it would only be right to have our famous one liner.
"niet neuken in de keuken" I smile up at Lando.
"Your messing?" He says with wide eyes.
"Nope"
"You want that tattooed on our first child?" He asks.
"Yes I do" I smile.
We walk over the the girl behind the desk and she types the quote into the machine after placing the teddy face down. After seconds pass she hands me back the teddy that now has "niet neuken in de keuken" embroidered on his back.
"Are you expecting?" She smiles at me.
"Expecting what?" I ask confused.
"A baby?" She says back now confused too.
"No" I say surprised back.
"Oh" she says as she hands the change back.

"Do I look pregnant?" I ask lando as we get back into the car.
"No, it's because most people buy Teddy's in children's stores when there pregnant" he explains, making me feel a little stupid, because that makes sense.
"Teddy's have no age limit" I pout.
"What's it's name" he asks changing the conversation clearly not wanting to explain to me that I am in fact too old to buy a teddy.
"Kevin" I smile.
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"Fine" he rolls his eyes giving up.
"Baby Kevin" I say patting the Teddy's head.
"Baby fucking Kevin" lando laughs, secretly liking this whole baby teddy situation.
We spend the whole car ride talking about how we must bring Kevin everywhere with us, and that we must buy him McLaren merchandise so he can support Lando at his races like any real baby would. Well actually I spend the whole car ride talking about that while Lando just agreed with me knowing even if he disagreed I would still do it.
Once we got home I changed out of the dress and into Landos t-shirt that I have gotten used to sleeping in and Lando changed too, well Lando put grey joggers on and decided that shirtless was a good idea. So I wore the shirt and he wore the pants, pretty balanced relationship if you ask me.
"Kevin's sleeping with me tonight" I state as I walk out of the bathroom and into our bedroom.
"And I'm sleeping on the sofa?" He asks confused.
"No you can take the spare room, or the floor" I smile.
"Please tell me this is a joke" he giggles.
"No, I'm not messing" I say seriously.
"It's a teddy bear, I'm being kicked out of my own fucking bed by a teddy bear" he says calming but kind of annoyed at the same time.
"Fine, you can sleep in the bed too, but do not, and I mean do not, hurt Kevin in his sleep" I state getting into the bed.
"At this rate I'm going to suffocate Kevin" I rolls his eyes getting in next to me.
"You wouldn't dare" I say narrowing my eyes giggling at him.
"Want to bet?" He asks picking Kevin out from next to me.
"No i dont, put my baby back" I say in a panicked tone.
"For you, anything" he says placing the teddy on my chest smiling.
"I don't like it when your moody, you use 'fuck' and 'fucking' too much in your vocabulary" I say as I couldn't into his shoulder.
"I'm trying my fuckin- sorry, I am trying my best not to be moody" he explains.
"I know, I'm just saying, use a different word, maybe like, ammmm.. I don't know let me think about it" I say thinking of a word he can replace fuck with.
"Flooring" I smile.
"You want me to say floor and flooring instead of fuck and fucking?" He asks a little confused.
"Yes"
"Deal" he agreed knowing he wasn't going to win that argument if he start one.

Landos pov:
I decided to take her to watch the sunset, while she got ready I quickly went and bought her flowers and picked up the bracelet I had costume ordered when we got home first. The most cliche and romantic shit I have ever done. This has to be love right? I'm buying this girl a bracelet with my name on it, and saying some cringe shit like "my first name until I can give you my last." Who the fuck has she turned me into? Romeo.  Crying in hotel rooms over her to buying her my first name on a bracelet, she has to be the one, I mean if she's not then I don't believe in love because who else am I meant to spend the rest of my life with? If it's not her then I'm dying alone.

All I can think of is breaking both of Daniels arms for even going near her, I'm angry at every single person in the world right now, thinking about how George had hurt her a few mounts back, and the way random strangers look at her like she's the best thing ever, I mean she is but who the fuck are they looking at, she's mine, stop looking, so yah that makes me want to punch them in the face too, literal strangers I don't know and some how I still want them to know she's mine, and yet she's the only person in the world that I don't want to hurt, the only person in the world I'm not mad at right now because with her it's different she makes me feel these weird butterflies in my stomach, she's the only person right now that I don't want to ignore. I mean I can't show that right? Because that makes me like some sort of simp, and she'll just mock me for being in love, she's too sarcastic, she would literally bully me for showing her affection right now. But fuck it's hard because all I want to do is show her how much I love her. So instead I write a note, I try my best anyways, I buy her flowers and give her my name on a bracelet. I mean if that's not the most cliche way of telling her I love her then what is? That's the kind of thing you see in them romantic movies.

On the beach she asks me about a pet, which is a straight no because we are never home so I suggest a teddy, and of course she says yes.
Walking into a teddy bear store, was definitely something I didn't ever expect myself doing, but fuck it for y/n I would walk through hell and back, so this is nothing. I walk in shock as she walks... more like runs full speed over to the wall full of Teddy's. She takes her time picking, which I find kind of cute, but I try play it off as I don't. I hold my smile back as much as possible but I'm fully sure she saw the sides of my lips curve a little. And of-course she insisted on having something embroidered onto the back of the teddy, I mean was I expecting it to be a sexual Dutch line? Nope. But was I surprised? Again nope. I mean it's y/n what was I expecting ? Of course she's going to put the most random shit on the teddy. Once we are done she tells me we are naming the teddy, or as she likes to call it, our first child, Kevin. Fucking Kevin? It's a teddy not a 62 year old post man, but again I can't disagree with her, so Kevin it is. How can you not love this girl? She's naming a teddy Kevin. Fucking weirdest shit I've ever heard but it makes me so happy, because it came from her mouth.

At home she then convinced me to say "flooring" and "floor" instead of fuck and fucking. And so that's it, I'm officially basically married to this girl because who the fuc-... who the floor else would I listen to with the weird shit, if any other person out there tried to talk me into changing my vocabulary I would simply tell them where to shove there thoughts, but if me saying floor and flooring makes her happy, then floor and flooring it flooring is.

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