Jesse and Demi try to figure out married life. Having a relationship is difficult when 2 people are insanely busy, put it in the spotlight and it feels invasive. How will they handle the pressure of society? What will their marriage be like? Will th...
"What time is it baby?" Jesse sleepily says as he looks over at me on my side facing him.
"It's just after 5. Did I wake you? You should go back to sleep." I tell him softly.
His features are so prominent in the morning and he is so cute when he's tired. I think tired Jesse is my favorite Jesse.
"No, you didn't wake me, love." He says. "Come cuddle with me for a bit and then we can watch the sunrise."
He opens his arms and I scoot over to him. He lays his head on my chest and our arms are around eachother. Tired Jesse is also very cuddly which I like most of the time. Today I love it.
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"Demi you are the best thing in my life." He says softly against my neck. It tickles slightly and his words make me blush.
"You're not too bad yourself." I tell him while I gently scratch his shaved head.
"I feel like I'm gonna have a headgasm." He mumbled tiredly and I bust out laughing. "God that sounded worse out loud. I just meant that-"
"I know what you meant Jes." I say still laughing. "I could go for a headgasm of the sorts."
He looks up at me his eyes eager. "Eww Jesse I was kidding! Not 8 and a half months pregnant! I haven't shaved in so long!"
"I don't mind." He says and I shake my head.
"Come on the sun is coming up and I'm not gonna miss it because of your dirty self." I tell him and he rolls off of me so I can get up.
I'm about to walk out the door when he says, "You've never complained about it before." With a smug look on his face.
I grab one of our pillows that made their way to the ground sometime through the night and chuck it at him and walk out.
I walk out the back door and down to the dock on the lake. I'm so close to the end of this pregnancy and as much as I am grateful for my baby's safety, I am ready to have my body back. I don't feel like myself anymore. A whole human is growing inside me, and undeniably I love her infinitely but it's sucking the life out of me. I just have to remember why I'm doing this. For my daughter.
I look back and see Jesse following behind me as I stand on the edge. He is still getting dressed, throwing the shirt on over his head.
It's really chilly for an early morning in December, but my guess is because of the massive body of water. I'm wearing Jesse's sweatshirt and some basketball shorts so my legs are cold.
Jesse helps me to sit down on the edge of the dock, and our legs hang off the side but thankfully don't touch the freezing water. I lean into Jesse and watch the beautiful sunrise unfold before us.
Jesse's POV
Looking down at my wife, I can't help but watch her not the sunrise. I'm so so grateful to have her in my life.
"It's so beautiful, isn't it?" She asks her voice soft but laced with admiration.
Still looking down at her I say, "Absolutely breathtaking." I kiss the top of her head and she tilts her head to look up at me, a smile on her face. I press a kiss on her oft lips before we go back to how we were.
I am so unbelievably in love with this woman. More than words can say, but I can't help but feel guilty. I don't tell her enough, but it wouldn't be much since she just blushes and gushes over whatever the hell she sees in me. I love how humble she is, but I wish she could see herself the way that I see her. Perfect.
The fact that she is already such a good mother makes me adore her that much more. She has been eating so healthy and working out constantly. She goes to every doctors appointment and does everything the doctor says, just wanting the best for our daughter.
I can see however, that pregnancy is starting to take a toll on her. She hasn't been sleeping as much, she struggles getting around, and I think it's affecting her mentally but she had never told me.
"Jesse?" She catches my attention. "I don't want to work anymore." She says apprehensively.
I'm honestly worried and confused. She just finished her album and Coachella happened a few months back and she loved every part of it.
"What do you mean baby?" I ask, not to minimize anything but to understand what's going on in the pretty little head of hers.
"It's just..." she takes a deep breath before continuing. "It feels like another thing to worry about. It's felt almost like a burden finishing this album and Phil is putting so much pressure on me. He wants me to drop the album and go on tour right after the baby is born. I can't do that. I finally have the thing that I have been wanting and searching for my whole fucking life."
She stays silent for a while and I just listen. I notice her wipe away a few tears. "I'm not saying I never want to make music or act again, but I wanna be a mom. I want to have a family and there is this part of me that longs to be what I never had."
