ThatcherJoe Imagines | 2016

one.

Waking up under the sheets and in the arms of the person you consider as your world, is probably one of the best things that could happen. And your fiancé being the hugger he is, you woke up just the way you desired it to be. In Joe's precious arms, wherein you always felt safe and find the greatest comfort in. Disappointment spreads, realizing that you needed to wake up and detach from his warmth. You stir, hoping you wouldn't wake his deep slumber. You found yourself beaming as you hear his soft snores, in which you find cuteness in. As you were about to stand he took hold of your wrist, stopping you to maneuver.

"Babe" He called. After being together for 6 years you still find attractiveness in his morning voice. "Stay" He pleads, his eyes remained close as he speaks.

"Babe, as much as I wanted to I can't" You let out a sigh and frowned. "I have to meet Mom to for my last and final wedding gown fitting" You spoke and just the word wedding itself excites you more than a kid is excited of candies. Joe really wanted to go with you but legend says that when the groom sees the bride's gown before the big day it would definitely cause some bad luck. And you absolutely wouldn't want to take that risk. Joe groans in response to your words. He goes back to his sleep by facing the other side of the bed but before you leave the room he called you once again and says "I love you"

"I love you too, Babe" You bit the inside of your cheeks as you felt the heat rushing through your cheeks. Couples always greet each other with I love you's but no matter what, it still sends you variety of butterflies in the pit of your stomach, especially knowing that he's the one you'll cherish forever.

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You were cooking eggs and bacon for breakfast, all dressed up to leave. You decided to make him breakfast before leaving. As you toss the bacons one last time you felt your favorite pair of hands and arms lacing up around your waist and it instantly made you grin. "Good morning, love" You greet him enthusiastically, placing the eggs on the plate and turning off the stove.

"Good" He pecks you on the cheek. "Morning" And once more. "Gorgeous" He smiles and kisses you on the cheek longer for the last time. You giggle at his sweet gestures and turned to face him. You rest both of your hands on his nape and your smile never getting off. He's still on his boxers which is totally fine and usual to you.

"Thought I'll make you breakfast and a note before I leave but you woke up too soon" You looked down his lips, up to his nose and of course his ocean blue eyes. You always admired his features and it never did tire you. He does the exact same thing to you. He admires every single detail about you and he always feels like he is indeed the luckiest man to have someone as beautiful as you.

"I see" He always has this smirk on his face when both of you are getting cheesy and sweet. "You're going to be Mrs. Sugg in less than a month and oh man I couldn't wait to marry the girl of my dreams" He beamed.

"And I couldn't-" A lump in your stomach started to fill and you felt uneasy all of a sudden. You ran to the nearest sink, knowing that you're about to throw up and it's bad. Very bad. You vomited at the exact time you reached the sink. Joe followed you suite and caressed the small of your back.

"Babe, you're ill what happened? Did you eat something??" He queried. You know how worried he is just by the sound of his voice.

And then it hit you. "Joe what's the date today?" You quizzed.

"12th of August" He says confused. You're two weeks passed your period date and it all makes sense now. You squeal and clung to Joe.

"Joe, you're going to be a father"

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Dedicated to @/camilrys_on twitter.