Not So Perfect

(24)

Standing at the doorway to the nursery, my heart swells with pride.

There's plastic covering the carpet and the walls are freshly painted. It's a start before I officially move into my first apartment.

A warm presence stands behind me, "We did well." Chase says, admiring the pastel pink walls.

I nod already mapping out where I'll be putting the furniture. It should arrive sometime this week which is why I wanted to go ahead and paint the room.

I lean my head back, Chase wrapping an arm around me. He smells so good that I find my eyes closing. We're both covered in paint but it doesn't matter to me.

"Tired?" He murmurs, his chin resting on my head.

I yawn, "Mhm."

This past week has been the most exhausting. From getting approved for the apartment to ordering furniture and still getting to work every single morning. Not to mention that my feet are sore constantly.

Chase leads me to the living room where we have a chair. I needed one to paint the top of the walls so Matt was kind enough to drop one of his off.

I sit on the floor instead before sprawling out on the floor. Getting up is going to be a pain.

He chuckles, doing the same. We lay there in the middle of my empty living room. I actually start dozing off, my back aching but not enough for me to move.

I don't know how long we're there for. My eyes snapping open at the loud voice entering.

"I brought food!" Chelsea exclaims.

I sit up, glaring at the oblivious brunette. She notices, sheepishly shrugging.

"Oops?"

Chase helps me up, his hand rubbing my back soothingly. He does it without even realizing it which I love.

He peers at his sister from where she stands in the kitchen. "You came alone?" He asks her.

I tune out their conversation still feeling groggy from being disturbed. I doubt that I slept for more than a mere five minutes anyway.

The smell of food wakes me up, my favorite fries being placed in front of me. We have to eat standing up but it's okay.

I feel a lot better after eating.

"Did you finish painting?" Chelsea questions, taking a long sip of her drink.

We both nod, happy to show her. She follows behind us, looking over my shoulder with a gasp.

It was previously white which saved us the time and money. I only plan on painting this room, liking the modern feel of the white walls in the rest of the apartment.

"It's so cute!" She squeals.

I smile, placing a hand on my stomach. I have some names in mind but I want to make sure that Thomas likes them too.

Speaking of, he's been really helpful. He, unfortunately, can't miss too much of work but he wants to put as much of the nursery together as possible.

I'm okay with that, I like that he wants to help.

I yawn again, leaning against the door tiredly. It's past seven, the sky turning dark due to it being mid-November. It feels like we barely have enough time now.

Chase turns the light off, gathering my keys and phone. Chelsea takes the trash and I make sure to lock the door as we make our way to our cars.

Chase drove me to the apartment to drop my car off before we drove here. I'm happy we did that because I'm barely able to keep my eyes open. I say bye to Chelsea and get into the car.