in this forever - dnf football au

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Georges pov:

our days together as dream slowly recovers fly by, my pregnancy symptoms get bad around week five but soon they stop, and before I even notice we're getting ready for our eight week scan,

ivy is still asleep, both me and dream stand naked, i'm trying to get ready for the appointment but dream is standing behind me with his arms wrapped around my waist,

"baby we need to get ready," I whine trying to pull him hands off me, he's even more protective of my and the baby,

"fine," he groans walking away from me and letting me pull on my boxers, surprisingly my bump hasn't gown much in the last eight weeks, so I'm able to pull on my own jeans but still put on dreams hoodie since it was softer than all mine and was covered in his smell,

I then sit on the bed and watch dream as he bends over looking through the chest of draws with his perfect toned ass still exposed, he pulls out a similar outfit to min and thrown it on the bed beside me, I watch his perfect toned body move contort in to various poses as he pulls on his clothes,

when he's dressed its my turn to cling to him, "hi baby," he grins as I wrap my legs around his waist and let his hands reach down and hold my thighs,

"hi," I mumble,

"you excited for the scan?" he asks sitting down on the bed and leaning back against the headboard,

"i'm scared," I admit, snuggling closer to him,

"why's that?" he asks running his fingers through my  hair,

"I don't know," I sigh, "I'm just nervous,"

"it'll be alright," he assures me kissing my neck gently,

"I love you," I whisper, we cuddle bit more before I go to wake up ivy and dream goes down stair to make breakfast,

"dada," she sleepy mumbles as I pick her up out of her crib,

"good morning sleepyhead," I say affectionately stroking her hair, I change her diaper then pick out can outfit for her,

by the time we go down stair dream has breakfast on the table, "gmunin papa," ivy bables clearly picking up on the fact that that's the first word I say to her every morning but just slightly missing the pronunciation,

"gmunin to you to sweetie," he laughs putting her bib on and sitting her in her high chair with the breakfast on thinly sliced strawberries, blueberry yogurt and a small piece of the banana bread that we made as out little date night after ivy went to bed last night,

we've been trying to teach her how to use cutlery but she much prefers eating with her hands and getting it all over her face with she manages to do in a matter on seconds,

"you exited to see a picture of your sibling?" I ask, using a piece of kitchen roll to wipe the food she's already smeared on her rosy cheeks

"dada," she replies placing on of her slightly purple yogurt covered hand on the sleeve of my hoodie and slowly wiping it along with what has to be spiteful intent, dream almost falls out of his chair laughing, as I roll my eyes, I feel slightly frustrated but looking into ivy's big brown eyes outweighs my frustration,

"the joys of parenthood," I laugh, wiping her hand and giving up on trying to clean her until she's finished eating,

dream finishes eating before me so he's tasked with the job of cleaning up ivy and in karma he gets a handful of mushed up banana bread and blueberry yogurt in his beard and it's my turn to laugh,

he just rolls his eyes and takes ivy upstairs to get her a new top, clean his beard, and get me a new hoodie,

while in alone downstairs i hear a knock at the door, i answer it and see the nanny we've hired evertime we need someone to look after ivy, "julia, hi come in, ivy and dream and upstairs she made abit of a mess during breakfast," i laugh showing her the sleeve of my hoodie, and her high chair covered in yogurt,

"oh don't worry about that i'll get it cleaned up," she smiles stepping in as I lead her towards the living room, as if on cue dream comes down with ivy who now has a new white onesie and pink cardigan on swell as the grey joggers with little pink polkadots on I had dressed her in earlier,

"hi little lady," julia says as dream hands ivy over to her,

"papa?" ivy asks, looking to dream for confirmation that she can trust this person since she gets nervous when she's away from us,

"its okay sweetie, you know julia," dream assures her clearing one of her blonde curls from her eyes, once we've made sure ivy understands that she's safe, we have to say goodbye to ivy since we're already cutting it thin for time, 

was we walk hand in hand to the car the nerves really hit me, I rest a protective hand over the almost non existent bump to cool them, "its gonna be alright darling," dream promises picking up on my fear,

"everything was just so complicated with ivy," I say as he open the door for my letting my sit into the car,

"the first pancake is always the worst," he tell me as he sits into the drivers side on the car,

I'm slightly taken aback by the statement "you did not just compare our firstborn child to a messed up pancake," I laugh,

"no, no, I'm just saying its always difficult when its your first time," he says as he pulls out of the driveway,

"but I should've been simpler with ivy, we didn't need to worry about your work, we had your parents just around the corner," I sigh,

"I know but we were both just high schoolers back then too, ivys helped us mature a lot and I'm sure anything this little ones throws at us we can handles," he says placing a protective hand over my womb as he drives, I feel slightly better after hearing that,

thankfully the drive from our house to the doctors office is only twenty minutes so I don't have too long to dwell on my nerves, I actually feel quite excited as we walk in hand in hand,

that excitement is soon crushed by the strange looks of ten or so other couple, all of older that us and all of them one woman and one man, "I think you might've taken a wrong turn," one of the women laugh as we approach the reception and then get told to sit in the waiting room since they were understaffed and the wait time would be even longer that usual, great,

I feel dream take my hand as we walk towards the section of couches slightly separate from the other room, they all look at us in confusion, "are you two waiting for you mom or something," the woman who had made the annoying comment from before asks, I shuffle even closer to dream,

"are you waiting for you daughter?" dream asks, the edge in his voice so sharp it could cut metal, the older woman looks completely taken aback,

to rub in the come back even more its at this point when the man beside her who head his head in a magazine looks up, stares for a second then says, "oh my god, your that absolute superstar the packers signed last year,"

dreams face lights, "yes I am," he smiles shaking the mans hand,

"kid, you've got such a talent for someone your age," he says, "I was absolutely furious when I heard they were signing some high school kid as a quarterback but wow, you've get maturity most those other guys will never have,"

"oh thank you sir, its always nice to meet a supporter ," he smiles, as they continue to talk i lock eyes with the other woman and protectively wrap my arms around his, he continues his conversation but leans his head so it rests onto of mine the way he usually does when he's talking but i want him to cuddle and give her a look as to say, at least mines loyal,

they continue to talk until they get called into there scan, as they walk out I can hear her scolding him from getting so starstruck, "I love you," I giggle, leaning my head on his chest,

"I love you too," he smiles, we don't try to talk to anyone else until we get called in,

"mr davidson mr williams welcome," she smiles, she shows us into the office, i lay on the bed beside the screen as she asks me random questions about this pregnancy and the last,

"okay, that's about it for the questions, would you like to see your baby now?" she asks, i excitedly taking dreams hand, and look into his beautiful green eyes,

"yes definitely," i grin looking to her them looking to the blank screen with slight impatience.