ongoing jarah oneshots from outer banks!

scars-part 3

note: hello, long time no update! i studied abroad for a few months and have been very busy readjusting to life back in the states, so i apologize for the crazy long wait! someone requested that i write a third part to this oneshot, so i hope this is up to par :) this takes place six weeks after part 2 of this series so if you haven't read parts one and two, maybe start there? idk lol it'll make more sense if you do that :) i hope you all enjoy!!

tw: there will be some consensual sex in this part, so if that bothers you, you may want to sit this one out!

The past six weeks had been full of adjustments and many sleepless nights for John B and Sarah. Little Valerie Jay was doing much better at sleeping through the night, finally adjusting to sleeping in her bassinet. Val slept in their room directly across from John B and Sarah's bed giving the pair space, yet still keeping Val within eyesight. Today marked six weeks since Val's birth and John B had been counting down the days. Rolling over onto his side, John B groaned as he blinked away the sleep from his eyes. "Mmmm..." He groaned, squinting as the sun shined brightly into their room. Still completely knocked out next to him, lie Sarah, one of her arms draped across his chest. John B leaned over, glancing at his phone and noticing it was only nine thirty in the morning. Slowly slipping out of their bed, and placing Sarah's arm gently back down onto the mattress, John B took his phone off of the charger. Glancing over into Val's crib, he noticed she was still peacefully sleeping and he did not want to disturb her slumber. Opening the door as quietly as he could, he finally made his way to their living room. Dialing Kie's number quickly, she picked up on the third ring. "Hey Kie." John B started, unsure of how he wanted to ask her for this favor. "John Beee...ugh." She groaned, clearly his phone call had disrupted her slumber. "Why are you awake right now? Nine AM on a Saturday isn't your normal. What's going on?" She questioned, eager to hear his reasoning as to why he had to wake her. "I need a favor, Kie." John B blurted out.

"And what's that?" She asked him on the opposite line. "Today marks six weeks since Sarah gave birth..." He started, but was quickly interrupted by Kie's scoff. "Don't let this continue in the way I think it's headed..." Groaning, she asked, "You want me to watch Val tonight don't you? So you can fuck Sarah silly without interruption? Did I get it?" She asked, completely unamused. Scrunching up his face as Kie spoke, he nodded. Realizing she could not see him, he uttered a small, "Yeah..."

"Oh God John B. You two are too much. Have you talked to Sar about this?" She asked, unsure if Sarah was even ready for that. After all, this was the soonest they could even try to have sex again, it had only been six weeks to the day. Glancing back up to their bedroom door, John B started panicking. Was he rushing her? Was he getting too eager if she wasn't ready? He never wanted to push her or force her into something she did not want to do. He was sure she was ready, she had been hinting at it for weeks, letting her hands linger on his skin, letting their kisses get a little deeper. He had read the signs, often times having to remind her of the six week threshold. He wanted her more than anything, but her health and well-being had been his top priority. "Of course I have talked to her about this. I just have this whole idea in my mind about making this day special for us." Visibly gagging on her end of the phone, she hushed him quickly. "Okay, okay, yep I've got it. I don't want to hear about it. What time do you need me to pick Val up?" She asked him, unsure of when her nannying gig began. "Does five thirty work? I want us to make dinner together too." He said, smiling to himself as he thought about having Sarah all to himself again for the night. "That works, can I go back to sleep now?" She asked, clearly eager to get off of the phone and get some more rest. "Yes, thank you Kie, you are the best!" He whisper yelled, making sure to be mindful of his sleeping wife and daughter a few doors down. "Yeah, yeah. You are lucky I love you guys, okay bye!" Hanging up the phone quickly, John B uttered a quick "Bye!" as he shot up off the couch and began making breakfast.