♛ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝.
Emilia agrees to give her ovum to a couple so they can have a child. She has never met them nor is she allowed to have contact with the child after it is born.
She acce...
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E M I L I A
I slowly open my eyes, just because I feel something heavy on me. I see that Damian's legs are on mine, just when I want to get up, I see little Jax laying on my chest. What the fuck, how didn't I feel it.
"Are you awake now?" I hear Jax whispering.
"Yes, I'm up" I whisper back and kiss his head. He looks up and puts his hand on my cheek, caressing it.
"Are you going back home today?" He asks sadly and fidgets with his little fingers.
"Yeah, I need to go home. But I don't work today, do you want to do something?"
"Yess, can we do a picnic. I've always wanted to go on a picnic but daddy works always and Brittany never wanted to" he whispers sadly.
"Hey, don't be sad. If you ever want to do something and your daddy doesn't have time for it you can always call me. But today we're going for a picnic" I whisper exited.
"Are we gonna wake daddy up?" He ask exited and get up from me.
"If you want to wake him up, go ahead"
"Wakey wakey daddy! Wakey wakey!" He screams jumping on the bed. Damian growls and puts the sheets over his head.
"Let. Me. Sleep"
"Daddyyy, wakey wakey it's time for school" after Jax saying it, Damian gets in a hurry up.
"What are you doing?" I ask curiously.
"He needs to go to shoo-" he stops in the middel of his sentence. "Jax, you're three, you don't have school" he groans and jumps back in bed.
He takes Jax in his arms and tickles him, making Jax scream from laughing. Damian kisses his cheeks. "Good morning, little prince" Jax hums and says 'morning daddy' with his cute little voice. He puts his hand on Jax eyes and kisses me on the lips.
"Good morning, princess". I just hummph against his lips.
"I want to see!!" Jax tries to take Damian's hand off of his eyes, but fails. "Daddyyy, did you kiss? I want to see!" He screams louder and cries a bit.
"Why do you want to see your Daddy kissing me?" I ask.
"Because uncle Matt said that you make baby's when a boy kisses a girl on the lips, so that's how we make baby's. I'm I having a sibling?" He ask, still not seeing because Damian still has his hand over his eyes.
