Mine

𝑪𝒉. 𝟒𝟒 | 𝑫𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 🌶️

Ares

Me and Iris decided to cook dinner together in the kitchen. Well, I annoy her as she cooks. I help her around with cutting the vegetables. She's cooking pasta.

"Ares," she scoffs as I snake my arms around her waist.

I almost forgot about her extreme mood swings. So I leave her alone and sit down at our dining table. I lean my arm on the table and put my face upon my hand as I stare at her finishing off the dish. She starts to clean the kitchen bench, throwing the dirty equipment into the sink.

"I'll do the dishes once we have eaten," I tell.

I only set one plate on the table so that we both can share and eat off one plate. I'm glad she's not too mad at me for what happened at college today because normally if she wasn't in love with me, she would've probably pushed me off the balcony by now.

She brings the pasta pan to the table and places it.

"We need another plate. I'll go get it," she says but I stop her by grabbing her wrist.

"They say if two people share their plate, their love grows," I smiled.

"You just don't want to wash extra dishes," she says wincing her eyes.

"That is actually not the case. How can you doubt my love like that?" I dramatically torture.

She rolls her eyes with a smile and takes her seat. I put some pasta on the plate for it to cool out. Meanwhile, I grab a spoon to scoop a bite for her. My lips bow on it so it doesn't burn her mouth before I take it to her mouth.

"Hm, give me the spoon now," she says after having a few scoops.

She slides some pasta on the spoon for me and gives me a bite. I kiss her lips with a smile as I finish off my bite. She's so precious. I still cannot believe I, I could make her this happy after giving her the most gut-wrenching and traumatizing moments of her life. I'm glad that period of our lives is over.

I want to make sure to work towards giving her a happy and stable life now. She still hasn't told me what she wants to do with the child. Internally I really want to keep it. It's my first ever child with her. Maybe not made out of love but we can look back at him or her and recall our very sexy hook-up era.

Iris cleans the table as I put the dishes in the dishwasher and wait for them to wash. I wipe them with a dry cloth and place the cluttery where it is stored around the kitchen before I go to the room.

Today drained me for good. I open the door to find Iris walking out in a lingerie piece. It's a cream vanilla colour, silk. It doesn't even look like she's two months pregnant. Her stomach has a little bit of chub but nothing is really visible yet.

She's probably worried about it being visible in front of the entire school since we're still so young. I saw the phases of baby fever she went through in the baby clothing section at the store today.

Her eyes were full of awe staring at those little shoes in her hands. I was never a fan of kids until now. Until the idea of having a full-sized human created by both me and the girl I love popped into my head. How romantic.

"What are your plans for tonight?" I tease taking her into my arms.

"Nothing much, maybe a bit of exercise," she answers starting to unbutton my shirt with her fingers.

"What kind of exercise?" I smirked.

"Heating, flexible, huffing, puffing, moaning exercise," she laughs into my ear sliding the zip of my pants down whilst teasing my member.