in this forever - dnf football au

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george's pov:

once all the furniture is laid out and edaline has check for the millionth time that we don't need anything else dreams parents leave to begin their celebrations in the city.

the three hour walk ivy and i took with his mom has clearly warm the toddler out as she falls asleep on my chest as we appreciate having a couch once again and talk about how different our last couple new years have been, last year ivy had been teething and the entire night was spent trying to stop the fussy baby from cry with the mix of pain from her mouth and the loud bangs from the fireworks that hurt her ears each time they went off, we ended up all falling asleep at about three in the morning with ivy sucking on a frozen pacifier and dream and i sleeping in whatever uncomfortable position that kept her comfortable.

the year before that dream took me to a part because he felt bad that i was missing out on the party's that he fails to realise i only went to for him, i remember how his ex tried to kiss him at midnight but completely embarrassed herself but soon after we were separated by the crowd and we both ended up leaving at half past midnight to go cuddle in bed.

dream doesn't ask what the year before that was like, i don't tell, but i remember every moment, my father of course was drunk, he hit me so bad that night i can remember laying on the floor of my bedroom in a pool of blood, completely unable to move as the fireworks went off i prayed for a better year despite the face i still don't believe in god, but if there was a hod they listened and nine months in i got pregnant with ivy.

dream tells me about what he was like before we met, he seems confused when i tell his i already know a lot more than he thinks from my previous slight obsession with him, thankfully he finds it cute and gets a little emotional when i explain to him that some nights when i was in so much pain from being hit i'd wrap myself around my pillow and pretend it was him, he lets me demonstrate by wrapping myself around his torso like a koala as he continues to tell stories about himself but gets slightly annoyed when i know them all.

"just admit it i know everything about you," i shrug,

"it's not fair your therapist said i'm not allowed ask you questions," he sighs sarcastically,

"i guess i'm just the best fiancé ever," i tease,

"m'kay, i was just telling you easy stuff anyway, tell me some personal things if you were that devout of a stalker," he says, like an excitable puppy just wanting to continue his game.

"okay, you're dad almost went bankrupt in two thousand and eight because of the recession," i smirk seeing his face contorts with confusion,

"i didn't even know that," he laughs,

"your oldest sisters highschool boyfriend now works in finance and is engaged to a woman called rosa," i say,

"and you have that big scar on your tummy from when you had your appendix removed," i say confidently, his eyes lights up,

"ERRRR WRONG!" he say's imitating a buzzer,

"what!" i laughs,

"that scar is from a skin removal procedure i has when i was a teenager because i lost a fuck ton a weight," he says, he's eyes widening with panic realising he's never actually told me this, "shit," he whispers his face is red and there's tears in his eyes, "i just thought if i told you you'd think less of me,"

"baby you're perfect, i would never think less of you for how you used to look," i say, "but i'm confused i've known you since we were kid when was this?"

"i don't know if you noticed but at the end of middle school i started gaining a bunch of weight and remember for the first six months of highschool i wasn't in," he says, thinking about it i remember him always being abit chubby,

"i thought you were on a trip or something," i say suddenly feeling terrible,

"no," he sighs, "i had a binge eating disorder, from january of that year i just started eating and eating to try and drown out all my feelings and by summer i had about five hundred pounds of fat, then in august i was pulled out of school because it was stopping me from getting better," he explains all the while gently stroking ivys back, "but then i got really into football and that helped, and i turned my fat into muscle but i had a vouch of lose skin what was really uncomfortable so i got it removed,"

"i had no idea, i was so caught up in my own stuff i probably never even gave you the chance to tell me," i apologise,

"you're the first person outside of my family that's knows about this, the fbi couldn't have gotten that out of me," he laughs,

"i can't believe i never knew," i say, gently running my hand across the thick purple scar,

"guess your not a better boyfriend that mee," he teases,

"i so am," i roll my eyes, "you're forgetting i literally pushed an entire human out of my pussy for you," i snap back gently kissing the crown of ivys head,

"fine you win," he sighs, i chuckle happily and continues to chat with him until ivy wakes up, by now it's dark and since we know ivy will be long alsleep by midnight he sets up a fake countdown for her to not be excluded from out celebration, she looks so happy as the countdown hits zero and we both make a fuss over her, then i give her a bath as dream makes us cocktails for our actual new years celebration.

once ivy is safely tucked into her crib i sneak back downstairs and start watching movies with dream until a couple minutes before midnight, when he pulls me up from the couch and starts to play romantic music and dancing me around the living room,

as midnight hits he pulls me in for a deep kiss wich makes me far to flushed, "we're gonna have a baby this year," he tells me, he leans down as the songs draws to a close and we're left standing in silence,

"ivys gonna be two," i laugh, "and your gonna start on your new team,"

"and you're gonna help me make this house look all cozy and warm," he smiles,

"and i'm gonna be pregnant again," i say again this time the biggest smile spreading across my face,

"we can shop in the newborn section again," he grins,

"stop you're gonna give me baby fever and we're not allowed get pregnant until valentine's day!" i say firmly still giggling slightly,

"whyyy?" he whines,

"cause it'll mess up my plan, and we won't get anything done on the house and i'll be in a shitty mood of valentine's day, and i'll be too big to hide it until after ivys birthday, and i'll be all big and hot in the summer and then i'll be also be all sweaty and uncomfortable when i'm trying to stay in bed with the baby and sleep until you have to go back to work," i explain,

"okay okay i'll keep it my my pants and i'll make sure you keep it your ovaries," he sighs,

"thank you," i smile,

"but happy new year my love," he whispers,

"happy new year baby," i smile as he kisses me again.

january is mostly filled with decorating the house and finding things like doctors, dentists, physios, and fertility clinics that's are close, as promised dream takes me to a kitchen show room as soon as possible and we pick one with a big island in the middle, deep green cabinets with an antique design and gold handles and a dark wood countertop, it's beautiful and is completely installed and working by mid january,

we also replace the furniture that doesn't match and redo ivys nursery to how she wants it since most little girls don't appreciate this type of interior design, and dream starts to collect exercise equipment for in the house and by the end of the month he has basically a full gym that we both use, him more than me of course.

then it's february, and i'm counting down the seconds until valentine's day, dream makes me take a bunch of vitamins with every meal to make sure we'll never have to deal with losing a baby again, i hate the taste but it worth it, and after fourteen long days it's finally valentine's day.