Pulse of the Beat

CHAPTER 21: Heartfelt Moments

😣Hear me out, just don't yell at me!!!!

I woke up at 3a.m ( I slept at 1a.m) and i couldn't sleep again so this happened, yep a 10463 words long chapter, never happened in the history of Wattpad i guess 😶‍🌫️

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🚨WARNING: Contains explicit content, of you want to skip that part you'll find it highlighted with warning emojis.🚨

The first light of dawn gently filtered through the slatted blinds, casting soft, golden stripes across the bedroom walls. Tim and Lucy's room was a serene oasis at the start of the day, but that tranquility was soon to be replaced by the familiar buzz of their morning routine with the twins.

Tim stirred first, his senses slowly awakening to the sounds of Ethan's soft babbling coming from the nursery. He groaned softly and stretched, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. The familiar crick in his neck reminded him that he hadn't slept particularly well, but that was part and parcel of life with twins. He rubbed his eyes and stumbled out of bed, his bare feet padding quietly on the cool wooden floor.

As he walked towards the nursery, he could hear the soft rustle of sheets and Lucy's gentle, sleepy murmurs. She had already started to stir, her body adjusting to the early hour with practiced ease. Tim reached the nursery door and peeked inside to see Ethan, who had managed to pull himself up to a standing position at the edge of his crib. The baby's wide, curious eyes met his, and he grinned with a mix of excitement and impatience.

"Good morning, little explorer," Tim said softly, stepping into the room and lifting Ethan from the crib. Ethan's tiny fingers gripped the edge of the mattress as he clambered over Tim's shoulder, his giggles filling the air. Tim bounced him gently, and Ethan responded with a series of delighted squeals.

Meanwhile, Lucy, who had been moving around the bedroom, was now making her way to the nursery. She was still in her pajamas, but her movements were quick and purposeful. She approached the crib and reached for Ethan, who had already begun to squirm in Tim's arms.

"Morning, buddy," Lucy said with a sleepy smile, taking Ethan from Tim's arms. She gently placed him on the changing table and started the familiar process of changing his diaper. Ethan wiggled and tried to grab the fresh diaper and wipes, his little hands swatting at the supplies with uncoordinated enthusiasm.

"Hold still, buddy," Lucy said, her voice laced with affection. "I know you're excited, but we need to get you all cleaned up first."

Tim, meanwhile, had moved over to Emma's crib. She was sitting up and looking around with bright, curious eyes. Tim reached in and lifted her from the crib, her tiny arms reaching out for him. Emma's giggles and coos filled the room as Tim nuzzled her cheek, making her laugh even harder.

"Morning, sunshine," Tim said softly, balancing Emma on his hip. She gripped his shirt, her tiny fingers curling around the fabric as she looked up at him with a beaming smile. "How's my little princess today?"

Lucy, now finished with Ethan's diaper change, dressed him in a fresh onesie while Tim struggled with Emma's squirming and attempts to grab at everything in sight. "You're quite the handful this morning," he laughed, adjusting her clothing as best as he could while keeping her entertained.

"Looks like someone's up and ready to start the day!" Lucy called out with a smile, as Ethan, now dressed and ready, attempted to take his first unsteady steps towards her. His little legs wobbled as he tried to walk, and he eventually tumbled to the floor, giggling with delight at his own clumsiness.

Emma, watching her brother's antics, decided to give walking a try herself. Her attempts were equally unsteady, but she was determined, and her tiny face was set in concentration. She stumbled a few steps and then fell, but instead of crying, she burst into laughter, her joy infectious.