There's No Editing THIS Love! [COMPLETED]

36. Explaining and Thoughts

You both sat on the couch and there was a moment silence before Max whispered, "How far along are you?"

You looked down at your lap and sighed. "Around five months."

"Already?!"

"What do you mean 'already'?"

"When did you find out?"

"I was suspicious when I became sick so I took a pregnancy test. Four of them. They all resulted positive. I went to the doctor and explained everything and they confirmed I was indeed pregnant. I didn't know how to tell you, or how you'd feel about it, so I went straight to Adam and Alesa. That's when Alesa mentioned the gender reveal thing."

"Why were you worried about how I'd feel? Did you think I'd be mad?"

"I-I don't know... I mean, we're both really young. And I know you're a Dad Max, but I was just scared."

Max hugs you and sighs. "(Y/N), I'm really really happy. I'm having a son with the woman of my dreams. Nothing could make me more excited. This is the best news I've ever heard in my entire life."

You smile and look at Max. "I'm glad one of us is excited because pregnancy sucks."

"I know, I know. Don't worry, I'll be here for all your needs."

"Good because I'm hungry. Well, we're hungry."

Max laughs and kisses your cheek before running into the kitchen to make dinner.

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You look around the room and smile. This'll be perfect for a nursery. Good thing you bought a three room house. You told Max it was a good idea.

"(Y/N)?"

A pair of arms snake around your stomach softly and you're pulled towards a body.

"Hmm?"

"What cha doin'?"

"Thinking."

"About?"

"A theme."

"A theme for what?"

"The baby's room."

Max chuckles and kisses your hair lightly. "Did you have anything in mind?"

"No, not yet. I don't want to do anything stereotypical like all blue, wild animals, or trucks. We need something neutral. I know this boy will be different."

"How are you so sure?"

"Because I'm his mother and you're his father."

Max laughs at the logic and turns you around. You wrap your arms around his neck and smile.

"We also need to think about baby names."

"True. Let's go downstairs and think of some ideas."

"Okay."

Max grabs your hand and leads you out of the room, heading downstairs.

(A.N. Short chapter, I know. I'm deeply sorry.)