ongoing jarah oneshots from outer banks!

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note: hi world, i'm so so sorry i disappeared off of the face of the earth for a good few months, college exams have been nearly constant and i've been insanely busy! i heard we were in need of some jarah fics so here is my contribution, i hope you guys all enjoy! i'm hoping to get on my writing grind over thanksgiving break so i will try to be active then! hope everyone is well and happy happy reading!!

"You've been doing chores all day my love?" John B asked as he shut the front door behind him,  walking into their house as he heard the latch click. Sarah had her headphones on as she danced around and dusted the living room coffee table. She was in her biker shorts, paired with a light blue sports bra. John B almost melted at the sight, admiring how she moved and hummed under her breath. Her belly had recently popped and she held onto it for security as she danced. Not stopping to look at him, she turned on the vacuum, hurriedly vacuuming their area rug as she sung. Sarah had been listening to the new Taylor Swift album on repeat, associating every song to their love story. "Have a couple kids got the whole block looking like youuuu..." Sarah harmonized as she turned off the vacuum, turning around and finally meeting his eyes. Her entire face lit up, running over to him immediately. "Babe!" She squealed, taking off her headphones and placing them around her neck. "Hey baby," he mirrored, smiling as he held out his arms for her. Hopping into his arms, he caught her effortlessly as he held onto her thighs for support. "Hi," she whispered as her hands threaded through his curls, breathing in his scent. "Hey, sweet girl." He smiled, leaning in as he caught her lips softly. She smiled, feeling his soft lips attach to hers, the motion slow. "You're so beautiful, you know that?" He asked pulling back slightly, still only a mere inch from her lips. His hot breath on her face only fueled her desire for him. She leaned in again, attaching their lips as they moved in a slow rhythm, always full of love. Sarah moaned as she felt his tongue swipe her bottom lip, quickly granting him access inside. Tongues dancing, her hands moved from his curls to his jawline, cupping his cheeks as they kissed. Pulling back a little, she tried to catch her breath as he readjusted her body in his hold. "I miss you so much when you're gone." Sarah giggled, tracing her pointer finger along his jawline, admiring all of his defined features. He kissed her nose, peppering her cheeks with soft kisses as if tracing her line of freckles. She nestled into his touch, loving all of the attention after spending the day cleaning. "So.." He started as he set her down gently. "So?" she asked, her eyebrows raising. "You look stunning first of all." He told her as he played with the ends of her hair. "I love you," she whispered, only loud enough for him to hear. "I love you too Sar. Second though, have you been cleaning all day?" He asked, leaning down to kiss her belly, exposed under the fabric of her sports bra.

As soon as his lips ghosted her belly, he felt the soft movements of their daughter, as if to let them know she was there too. "Hey sweet girl, daddy missed you." John B cooed, cradling her belly in his hands as he peppered her with kisses. "She missed you more." Sarah smiled as she held John B's head, watching him completely in awe with the life they had created living inside her. "To answer your question, no I've just been vacuuming and dusting for like an hour. Taylor's gotten me through." She laughed as he stood up and raised his brows at her. "Is that so? I heard you singing, you want a couple kids, huh?" He asked, smirking as he took her hand and guided her to the kitchen. "I want the whole block looking just like you, what can I say?" She smiled, running her hand along the front of her belly reminding them that they finally were getting to start their family, which had always been apart of that wish list they had talked about when they were sixteen. "But what if I want the whole block to look just like my hot wife?" John B questioned, heading to the opposite side of the island as he opened the fridge to scan what they had to work with for dinner. "I called it first, we are gonna have mini John B's all up in this place." She smiled, the same smile she always had when she flirted with him. One that he had admired since they were sixteen. "But we are having a daughter, doesn't that automatically make her a mini Sarah?" He questioned, continuing their teasing game. "She's still gonna have your eyes...just watch I can feel it." Sarah told him as she sat down in a barstool, across from him at the kitchen island. "Sure, my love. So, what's the dinner vibe? I already lost brownie points today for letting my pregnant wife clean while I was gone so you can pick what we eat for dinner and I'll take you out for whatever weird craving we have to tackle today." John B told her as he shut the fridge giving her free rein to choose. "Um, honestly I could fuck up some diner food right now." Sarah thought aloud, thinking about eggs, bacon, waffles, french toast, and lots of syrup. "You wanna head downtown and we can head to our spot?" John B asked her as he walked around to her. He placed his hands on her waist, hugging her from behind as he nestled his chin in between her right shoulder and her neck. Leaning into his touch, she nodded, wanting to spend an evening eating their favorite breakfast foods and wrapped up in him. "Sounds perfect." He kissed the side of her head quickly, spinning her around in her chair. "How was the charter today?" She asked, adjusting herself in the barstool seat, not the most comfortable while pregnant Sarah had learned. "Not bad, just long as always. Would rather be here with you." He smiled admiring how glowy she looked. She had gained so much confidence in her body in the past few months and she truly looked radiant.