The Night We Met (G!P)

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You are sitting on the couch with Jack in your arms, watching as he cooes up at you. You're lost in thought, just absorbing every little detail of your son's face as you rock him softly, gently murmuring silly baby sounds at him with affection.

Jenna steps into the living room just then, her eyes softening at the sight of you holding Jack. She pads over, careful not to make too much noise and disturb the quiet moment, and sits next to you on the couch, leaning her head on your  shoulder as she looks down at your son.

You smile as you feel Jenna settle against you, your arm wrapping around her automatically, holding her close. You press a soft kiss to the top of Jenna's head, your heart full as you look down at Jack in your arms. There's a sense of peace and contentment here, a feeling of being exactly where you belong, and you can't help but feel overwhelmed with love for the little family you've made.

Jenna snuggles closer, her hand reaching up to lightly touch the soft downy hair on Jack's head. She can't help but smile at the sight of him, her heart swelling with love. She turns her head to press her face into the side of your neck, inhaling the familiar scent of your cologne and the lingering smell of breakfast from earlier.

You feel Jenna's breath against your neck, soft and warm. You turn your head, your nose brushing lightly against Jenna's temple and inhaling deeply, taking in the scent of Jenna's shampoo mixed with the lingering scent of her perfume. The familiarity of it all is comforting, and you can't help but smile. You sit there in comfortable silence for a few minutes more, simply enjoying each other's presence and the feeling of holding your son between you both.
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You are standing in front of the mirror, adjusting your suit and making sure your tie is straight. You smooth down the fabric of your shirt, giving yourself a final once-over to make sure everything looks perfect. You can feel the nerves in your stomach, your mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming ceremony.

Jenna walks into the room, dressed in her wedding dress. She looks stunning, her dress flattering her curves and the color complimenting her skin tone. She eyes your back for a moment, admiring the way your suit fits just right, before stepping up behind you and wrapping her arms around your waist.

Y/n: "You know it's considered bad luck to see your fiancée right before the wedding"

Jenna rolls her eyes, resting her chin on your shoulder.

Jenna: "That's a stupid superstition, and you know it"

You chuckle, turning in Jenna's arms to face her. You can't help but stare, completely taken with Jenna's beauty right now.

Y/n: "Yeah, but it's traditional"

Jenna: "Since when do you care about tradition? And besides, I couldn't help it, I had to get one last look at you in that suit before the ceremony"

You grin, feeling your nervousness subside slightly as you take in Jenna's cheeky grin and sparkling eyes.

Y/n: "You can't resist me in a suit, huh?"

Jenna: "You know it, you in a suit is practically my kryptonite, it's distracting as hell"

You laugh, your nervousness now completely forgotten as you feel Jenna's closeness and the effect she has on you. You slide your hands down to Jenna's waist, pulling her closer.

Y/n: "Oh yeah? Well, you in a wedding dress is enough to drive me wild"

Jenna's smirk widens, liking the effect she's having on you. She presses herself closer, her hands sliding up to your tie, fingers toying with the knot.

Jenna: "Is that so? Feeling distracted, are we?"

You can feel your heart rate picking up at Jenna's proximity and the way she's touching your tie. You swallow hard, fighting the urge to let your hands roam further down Jenna's body.