in this forever - dnf football au

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dreams pov:

on valentine's day i wake up extra early and make pink crêpes with strawberries and nutella to surprise george and ivy with, first i wake george to have a nice romantic moment with him, hes sleeping with his body wrapped around my pillow, he's wearing loose fitting boxers and a sweatshirt along with navy fluffy socks, he's pale skin is glowing in the morning light and his hair is all messy.

i climb onto the bed and kneel over him then lean down and stand to kiss the part of his stomach that his sweater has ridden up over, "mmmhh, that tickles," he groans hitting me with my pillow, i then flop down onto of him and wrap him in a hug kissing all over his face,

"you're gonna be pregnant by this time tomorrow," i giggle,

"not if you squash me," he laughs, i roll over and start to kiss him again,

our fluffy make out session is cut short by the sound of murmurs over the baby monitor, "i think vee up waking up," george says rolling off of me and standing up, "can you go make sure she's okay i need to put on sweats or something," he says,

"yeah of course," i say getting up off the bed and talking down to ivys nursery, even though we have her complete control of her room design she picked the exact same wallpaper we've had in our last two houses, a creature of habit i guess,

said creature of habit is sitting up in her crib with her curls sticking out if every direction softly mumbling for her dada, "sweetie did you take your plaits out again," i ask,

"mhm," she nods, reaching out for me to pick her up,

"now we've gotta brush you're hair baby and i know you don't like that," i sigh, grabbing her hairbrush from her vanity and taking her into my room,

"no papa no," she cries, as we walk,

"i'll be as gentle as i can sweetpea but this is why you gotta leave you're hair alone," i sigh, i now see george sitting on the bed with the sweetest smile,

"this baby fevers killing me," he whispers,

"soon," i winks, then turn my focus to my daughter's knotty hair, thankfully it seems she took out the hair bobbles after she woke up so their no major damage apart from the fact her curls are a little frizzy,

george dresses ivy as i get changed into less sweaty clothes then all three of us head to the kitchen where i have put fancy breakfast laid out.

we eat and the rest of the day is filled by making heart shaped cookies with ivy, watching movies and longing glances at george for tonight,

we make ivy dinner and get her ready for bed at about seven i make ivy a smaller peice of steak and the same sides i plan to make for george later of tonight, she eats it all happily and has one of her cookies for dessert then george gives her a bath and we read her a bedtime story and once's she's sleeping george and i are suddenly stupid horny teenagers again,

i make him dinner which we eat by candle light, along with a glass of wine, the dinner is amazing if i do say so but it's clear we're both in a rush to get to the bedroom, and once we're both do dishes we completely skip the cake i bought and practically sprint to the bedroom.

"i've been waiting for this all year," i laugh as we begin to make out passionately, slowly undressing eachother, we're both only in our underwear by the time we get to the bedroom, i then gently close the door as to not wake our sleeping toddler and six straight hours of pleasure begins.

george can hardly walk after our last round, his body is pressed to mine, "is it to early to take a pregnancy test?" he asks,

"definitely, my guys are barely past your cervix," i say still slightly out of breath,