My love (a Brandonthelover fanfic)

Cuddles and confessions

Y/N:

It's been five months since we had maroon and we love her so much. Of course we've committed all of our time to our new baby, but in the midst of us taking care of her we hadn't had any time for ourselves.

So Brandon and I planned a day where we could just relax, just us.

"Honey did you call your mom so that maroon can stay with her." He looks over to me and nods. His smile light as he thinks about the rest of the night.

We hadn't been with just each other in a while. With work and maroon we've been booked and busy. Barely having enough time to sleep. But today is different.

"Where are we going, love." He stands and walks over to me. "We're staying home today. I'll order some food for us." I push him away from me and look at him disapprovingly. "No B, we should cook instead." He gives me a weird look and turns his head.

"Baby you know that no matter how hard you try I still can't cook." I roll my eyes at him. Grabbing his hand and taking us into maroons room I let go of him to pick her up. She's so cute. With her little nose. A literal replica of her father.

We drive to his moms house and drop her off with her baby bag. Even though I know she's safe I still can't help but to worry about her. I love her and I don't wanna be away from her but we need a break. Even if for one day.

We drive to the supermarket before going back home. We decided to make some fettuccine and salad with chocolate cake for dessert.

Brandon was restless in the store, clearly ready to go home. I know he's hungry and we haven't eaten in hours. Hungry Brandon is angry Brandon.

"Sweetheart did you get everything you need now." I look up at him. "Yes honey we can go now."

He punches his fist in the air in triumph and whispers a little "yes".

Getting back to the house, he sets the food on the counter and helps me prepare what we need.

"Brandon it's gonna be okay I'm gonna help you do this. Your not doing it alone."

"I know but cooking gives me anxiety. I feel like I'm gonna mess it up all the time." I kiss him on the cheek.

"Remember when we first had Roony and you were so scared that you weren't gonna be a good dad. But look at you now we're five months in and your doing so great." He smiles at me.

"And your gonna keep being great."

We cook together and it takes only one hour to finish everything.

He helps me set the table and we sit down to eat.

We finish eating our food and cake and he suddenly gets up from the table to come over to me.

Pulling my chair out, he picks me up out the chair and carry's me to the room.

"B are we about to... right now." He looks down at me and smiles. "No baby we're not. Unless you want to."

We're not. Mm. That's weird he's never carried me to the bed and not wanted to do it. "Are you okay honey." He lays on my chest and grabs my hand to put it on his head. I get the message and start rubbing it.

"We can do that later. But we haven't been able to just hold each other in five months. I've missed this." I hold back tears from pouring down my face. He's a very sentimental person but he's never said anything like this before.

All he wants to do is hold me.

He just wants to enjoy this moment to hold me.

I love that.

He scoots so he's a little further up and continues to rest his head on me. I close my eyes to just enjoy this moment. We lay like that in silence for a few minutes before he says something.

"Do you want to know why I fell in love with you." My eyes spring open and I look down at him. He's not facing me but I know he's waiting on an answer.

"Sure."

"You love so hard. You give the benefit of the doubt to everyone, which has its downsides but for the most part it's a good thing. You make people want to show you that you can rely on them. Your heart is always in the right place and you make people happy." The tears I was holding back earlier came back full force and I can't hold them anymore.

"Your smile lights up a room and you never know when to not be yourself. And when you looked at me I felt like there was no reason to be sad. When I was with you I was going through a lot, but with you all those issues were pushed aside. I love you so much and I don't want you to think that the only way I enjoy your personal company is when we have sex. You mean so much to me and that's why I love you and why I'm eternally grateful that your my wife and the mother of my children."

I'm sniffling hard and my breath hitches. That's even sweeter than his vows. Which I didn't know could be possible. "So that's why I am just holding you instead of ponding you into the mattress like I would usually do. Your my wife and the love of my life. Not a sex doll." I sit up and he sits up with me.

I hug him hard and he holds me as I'm crying in his arms. Honestly I never knew how much I needed to hear that. Really I wanted to have time where we just existed In each others arms instead of slutting each other out for hours. Although I do love that too. I love that.

This is something I needed. Being held and appreciated by my husband. He's too perfect and I adore him.

I can't wait to get Maroon back so we can hold her too. But for now this works.

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The next day:

We wake up in each others arms knowingly in our regular clothes and we get up to shower. Saying silent praises to each other in the process. Our love for one another just grew even wider because of last night. We're going to get maroon back from brandons moms house.

When we get there and I see my baby girl I cry happy tears. I didn't know how much I could miss her after one day. "Awww my baby. Hi moon." He goes to grab her from his mom.

"Hi mom. How was she." I ask. "She was lovely. A treat to get to take care of her. You should do this more often." She winks and I know that she just wants more time with her.

We drive home with maroon in her car seat in the back. I turn my head back towards her several times, appreciating my child.

"Sweetheart look forward. You can see her through the rear view mirror baby." I turn to look at him and roll my eyes. "Don't roll those eyes at me princess."

"I am a princess. Or did you forget." His eyes widen. "Oh right you are. Cause you lied to me for five months about where you were from." I scoff at him.

"I was trying to protect myself from a serious heartbreak. And I thought you forgave me." He looks at me once we get to a stoplight. "I did forgive you, but that was wrong."

"Forgiveness doesn't dwell." He rolls his eyes. "You have a point." We laugh and giggle and keep Winnie from crying.

We get home and take her out of her car seat. Entering the house we set her down in her bed and she falls asleep immediately.

"She's so perfect. Just like her mother." He grabs my waist and pulls me in. "I love you y/n."

"I love you too Brandon."