Chris's Pov.
Sitting behind my computer, I'm looking at well apartments, for well either to move into with Santana or to get to rent again. Sure, I would have to put a payment down, but they'll pay for themselves in a way. Maybe even hire a guy to fix things when they break and make sure everything goes to plan. Idk I'm still looking into it. Also, I've sended my song to the label they loved it, and it's gonna be released soon, so after that, I can focus on Santana and our bun.
"What are you doing?" Santana asks me as she walks over and takes a seat on my lap. "Looking at apartments." I say, and she wraps one of her arms around my neck.
"Don't go to crazy Chris." Santana says as she motions at the one I was looking at oke it's expensive as shit. It's like 17 million bucks like Jesus.
"I was just looking." I mumble as I press back to the page that has all the places that fit in well my wishes.
"It was 17 million Chris." Santana says, and I roll my eyes. "I just want the best for you and our bun, like you can stop working at the dinner. I'll take care of you." I say, and she places a soft kiss against my lips to probably shut me up, but I don't care.
"The best isn't always the most expensive. You'll find a place that we will call home. And for the dinner, didn't you say you don't want me to be relying on you and your money." Santana says as she disconnects our lips and plays with my baby hairs.
"I know, but still I wanna take care of you two ." I say with a heavy breath. "And you do, you cook for us, you clean the house, do laundry and everything else even tho you don't have to." Santana says as she gives me a smile.
"I don't mind doing those things. you're carrying precious cargo." I say as I look at her. "I wanna make my own money for us and our baby. So I'll continue to work at the dinner for now." Santana says before she places a peck against my lips.
"Fine for now." I mumble as I start looking through the apartments again with Santana on my lap. "Kurt got us a gig." Santana says, but uhm, the look on her face doesn't say it's good.
"Just tell me when and where." I say as I place a kiss against her shoulder. "This Thursday, 7:30 p.m., at Callbacks." Santana says, and now I get why she isn't excited it's like a Broadway spot.
"You'll do amazing, and I'll be there with a big bouquet of flowers to cheer my girlfriend on." I say, and she makes herself comfortable on my lap as I continue to look through apartments.
"You're pretty amazing." Santana mumbles as she lays practically on top of me with her knees to her chest while I hold her with one arm to make sure she doesn't fall off, don't ask me how she makes it fit but she always does.
"And you just found that out." I say and with a smirk as my eyes briefly look down at her before looking back at the screen. "You could have walked away, or not even give me a chance, but you did. You stayed, and you're gonna make an amazing father, Chris. " Santana says before placing a kiss on my cheek.
"I love you, and even tho, it may have been rocky in the past between us. I'm here because I want you. And for the bun, well, it's unexpected, but I would never put a child of mine through what I went as a kid. It's hard growing up without a father who teaches you things or even to have guy talks with, so now I can be everything I whised as a child for mine and I get to do that with the amazing Santana Lopez." I say as I look at her with a smile.
"I love you." Santana whispers as I see her eyes grow heavy. "And I love you and our bun." I say before placing a kiss to her forehead and not even 5 minutes later o hear her breathing even out.
Thursday Night.
Walking into the bar, it's well, uhm, empty except for one other dude. Yup, she's gonna have Kurt's head.
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