Kendall Jenner's love life has always been under the harsh glare of the spotlight, with every breakup splashed across headlines. Her recent tumultuous split with Fallon Larkspear, solo artist and former member of North Side Bound, was no exception...
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Kendall's POV
I woke up to the soft glow of early morning light filtering through the curtains, feeling the comforting weight of Y/n behind me. Her arms were wrapped around me, her hands gently cradling my stomach. A smile spread across my face as I remembered last night, the joy and surprise of telling Y/n about our baby.
For a moment, I just lay there, soaking in the warmth of her naked body against mine. I placed my hands over hers, feeling the steady rhythm of our breathing in sync. It still felt surreal—I was pregnant, and we were going to be parents.
Turning my head slightly, I caught a glimpse of Y/n's peaceful, sleeping handsome face. A wave of love and gratitude washed over me. Her reaction last night had been everything I hoped for: joy, excitement, and unwavering support. I was so scared of what she would think. I was nervous she might think it was too soon for me to be pregnant. I won't lie, I never saw myself being pregnant right now in my life, but I'm happy. I'm happy I'm going to be a mom with Y/n. We created a life together with our love. After making love over and over last night, we laid here in bed talking about everything—about names, about the baby possibly being intersex like Y/n, which I didn't care about. Our baby will be perfect no matter what.
Y/n asked about the two onesies I bought that said "Moms" and "Mommy and Daddy." I asked her what she would love to be called, Mommy or Daddy. Y/n decided to go with Daddy, and if our baby wanted to call her Mom when they grew older, then she would like to be called Ma. I smiled at hearing this, just listening to our future plans for what our baby would be like.
Y/n stirred behind me, murmuring softly as she tightened her hold. My smile grew, and I gently rubbed my thumb over the back of her hand, trying to wake her up slowly.
"Morning, love," I whispered, my voice full of affection.
Her eyes fluttered open, blinking a few times before focusing on me. A slow, sleepy smile spread across her face. "Morning, Darlin," she replied, her voice husky from sleep. "How are you feeling?"
I turned in her arms, facing her and pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. "Happy," I said simply. "And a little bit nervous, but mostly just happy." I confessed as I wrapped my arms around her, tracing my fingertips gently along her back.
She brushed a strand of hair away from my face, her eyes filled with love. "We're going to be amazing parents, you know that, right? And you're going to be an amazing mommy."
I nodded, tears welling up in my eyes. "I know. And thank you, baby. You will be an amazing daddy. I can't wait to start this journey with you."
We lay there for a few moments, wrapped up in each other and the promise of our future. A sense of peace and certainty filled me. I placed Y/n's hand back on my stomach, covering it with my own.
