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Liked by jennaortega and 1,023,947 others
noty/n_l/n: we're pregnant btw 🥰

user09: NO WAY?! I KNEW IT OMG I KNEW IT

user24: this is unreal, IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU GUYSSSS

jennaortega: isn't my girl so beautiful?
\_ noty/n_l/n: oh stop baby 🤭

billieeilish: like naming the baby after me is a good option...
\_ oliviarodrigo: no way Eilish
\__ billieeilish: no fair 😔
  \___ noty/n_l/n: both of y'all stop 🤦‍♀️

user78: how does y/n get pregnant if Jenna is a girl? 🤨

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I giggled as I read through all the positive comments of my new instagram post. Jenna was snoring beside me in her bed, Lloyd was out with Tate to help her get ready for her Think Later tour coming up, and I've been chilling by myself.

Jenna has been so tired lately. Not only has she been working, but she's been pushing herself to stay up all night and read books about being a new parent. She has also been doing more of the cooking and cleaning.

I tried to tell her that if she cooks, I can clean or the other way around. But each time she says that her pregnant wife shouldn't be doing all that work. It's not a lot of work and I definitely blushed when she called me her wife again.

We ended up deciding on telling her parents the gender first, then visiting my parents and then we would host a party at a park one day soon to tell all of our friends and family.

"Baby." I gently judged Jenna in her shoulder, planting kisses along her chest and collarbone, my lips dancing their way up her neck till I reached her lips where I gave her a slow kiss until I felt a smile etch on her face, breaking out of her sleepy trance. "Hi, my love."

I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear as her brown eyes fluttered open, love filling them immediately when she looked at me. "Hey." Jenna rasped out, her deep voice making me smile. "I'm still sleepy." She decided and went to bury her face in my neck but I stopped her momentarily.

"Baby, you've been napping for two hours now. I know you need it, but the dinner with your parents is in an hour now." I told her softly as I dragged my fingernails up and down her arm, chuckling a little when goosebumps formed on her arm under my touch.

"Okay, okay." Jenna sighed as she sat up with a grunt, I admired the way her back muscles contracted. I followed suit and gave her the shirt she was wearing before which was an extremely baggy Nirvana shirt. "Where are we going again?"

"I forgot the name but it's a really nice restaurant, we're paying, remember?" I walked towards her collar and immediately went to look for something similar to a suit.

"So, wear something nice." Jenna muttered, pulling some basketball shorts on and over her compression boxers. "I can do that."

"Wear this." I gave her a white long sleeve button up and semi black baggy dress pants. I gave her a tie as well. "You look good in ties."

"Why thank you." She did a cute bow before stripping herself out of the clothes she just put on. I watched her while leaning back against her dresser. Jenna was more defined underneath her clothes, which made sense why people couldn't really see her muscles unless she flexed really hard.

Jenna has been working out a lot and it's specifically for me. We continue our routine of push-ups, kissing her each time she does one. A new one I introduced to her was me sitting on her lap as she lifted weights.

She really loved working out with me and so did I.

"Can you wear that sparkly dress? The blue one?" Jenna asked as she tucked the dress shirt into her pants, sliding a belt in place. "I think it looks really beautiful on you."

I blushed a little with a nod. "Yes, I'll wear that. I think I left it here." I turned around and went searching through the two drawers she gave me to leave whatever clothes I want in them. I dug through until I eventually found the dress she was talking about.

"Yeah, that one." Jenna smile immediately when she saw it. "You're gonna be so gorgeous. More than you already are, at least."

"Stop, I'm going to explode." I shove her chest lightly, smiling when her laugh fluttered through my ears. I changed out of my clothes and slipped the silky dress on. "Baby? Can you get the zipper, please?"

"Of course, Cara Mia." Jenna left the bathroom after doing her tie. She looked up and saw me, freezing in her steps.

"What?" I asked a little worried, scared that I looked awful in this dress.

"You just-" Jenna took a few more steps towards me, placing her hands on my hips. "You look so beautiful." She basked in my so called beauty, I could feel my heart pounding against my chest from all of her compliments. "Wow, you take my breath away."

"Thank you." I whispered quietly and a bit shyly, she never failed to make me weak in the knees.

"Here, I got you, my love." Jenna's soft hands turned me around and zipped my dress up for me in the back. She rested her chin on my shoulder with her arms resting around my waist. "God, you're so beautiful." Her hands slithered down my body to my stomach, warmly holding it. "So fucking beautiful."

If you couldn't tell, Jenna's love language was words of affirmation.

"Ugh, stop, I'm trying not to faint right now." I pushed her away a little onto for her ass to come right back, latching the most beautiful diamond necklace around my neck. "What's this?"

"A gift for you." Jenna kissed my cheek. "I just knew you would look stunning with it on."

I turned around and stopped trying to push her away. I grasped her tie and yanked her close to me, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss that I knew made her weak since she almost fell into me.

"I love you." I whispered against her lips.

"I love you way more." Jenna muffled back with the biggest smile ever.

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A/N:
I passed my Spanish test with flying colors y'all and I told my bestie and he said that it was bcuz I'm a boarder hopper 😔

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