TBBSMB ONE SHOT

My One Shot

Hai, and thanks for reading this. @Cherry_Cola_x if you're reading this, I hope you like it. I thought it'd be fun to enter this one shot competition, because why not? So without further ado, here it is.
ONE SHOT // Riley & Alec
❤Riley❤
After two years of being married to Alec, you'd think I'd be used to mornings like this.
His arm around my waist protectively, hand resting on my swollen belly, his soft snores filling the room.
Not that I'm complaining, but I really need to pee. But when Alec was like this, I literally needed a crowbar to pry myself free. I grabbed his arm and attempted to pull it off of me without waking him up, but he just tightened his grip and pulled me closer.
"Alec.." I whisper-yelled. His snoring stopped for a second, but he didn't let go.
"Alec!" I said, louder.
"Shut up.." He groaned in a raspy voice.
"Alec, if you don't let go, I will pee all over this bed and you will have to buy a new one."
This made him yank his arm away as soon as the words leave my mouth like I'd just burned him and opening his brown eyes to glare at me. I giggled and immediately got out of bed and went to our bathroom in our master bedroom, nearly peeing myself in the process.
After I took a shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and walked back out. I found a shirtless Alec laying on our bed with a smirk on his face.
"Are you from Pokémon?" He asked.
Here we go with the pick up lines, I think with a roll of my eyes.
"Because I wanna peek-at-chu."
He gets up and makes his way towards me with that smirk on his lips.
I clutch the towel to my chest tighter, taking a few steps back. I have to admit though, I'm torn between thinking this is creepy or - dare I say it - sexy.
"I'm pregnant remember?" I remind him and myself as he tries to snatch off my towel.
"So?" He raises an eyebrow.
"So I'm not letting you see me naked, it'll give you ideas." I can't help but blush.
"Fine, but that's not stopping me from kissing you." He says before pressing his lips to mine in a soft kiss. He must've went to the other bathroom while I showered because I could taste the peppermint.
Alec went to the bed and that's when I noticed my neatly folded clothes he had put at the edge. He tossed me them, successfully hitting my face, and I recognized my maternity clothes. My favorite stretchy leggings-type pants, and a white maternity shirt.
"You know me so well." I say, getting some underwear and walking over to wear Alec stores my bras - in a shoebox under a pile of his T-shirts in our walk-in closet.
"Of course I know my wife." He said, watching me with greedy eyes as I got dressed.
"Pervert." I say, tossing the towel at him.
...
"No," Alec said for the hundredth time.
"Please?" I beg, again.
"I'm not going to the store again just because you're craving for Nutella, cheese, and pickles." He said, obviously annoyed.
"I'm carrying your baby, is a few trips to the store too much to ask for?" I huff, putting my hands on my belly.
I'm really craving those cheese and Nutella covered pickles right now.
"You won't even let the doctor tell us the gender! How are we supposed to decorate the nursery, or name our baby?" He yelled in frustration. I'm all too familiar with this argument.
The baby must've gotten scared because I felt a series of kicks.
"Sue me for wanting a surprise! And I told you, we'll buy decorations for a boy and a girl, and pick out 2 names! Last time I checked, you aren't the one 7 -almost 8 - months pregnant with her husband yelling at her!" I scream back, before bursting into tears.
Stupid hormones.
Alec softened and wrapped his arms around me, whispering reassuring comments in my ear.
Once I stopped crying, I spoke again.
"I'll just go to the store myself." I say, quietly.
"I'll do it, but this gender conversation isn't over." He deadpanned.
"Sure it isn't." I say, kissing him goodbye.
**a few short months later**
xx Alec xx
I suggest you don't have a child, if you love your sleep as much as I do. But I can't let Riley get up every time to feed, change, or just plain calm our baby because that'd be an asshole move. So when crying filled our room no longer than 3 or 4 hours after we fell asleep, I kissed Riley's cheek to reassure her that I'd take care of our baby girl, Ailiyah, and dragged myself out of bed. I went to Ailiyah's bassinet that was next to our bed. I picked up the crying baby.
"Shh, baby, daddy's here." I cooed, holding her in my arms. Her crying slowly stopped as she looked up at me. She was almost 2 and a half months old. She was born with almost a full head of curly brown hair.
"Hungry, princess?" I ask, even though I know she doesn't understand. She just gurgles and coos at me.
She really is a beautiful baby.
I grab a diaper, wipes, a bottle, and one of her pacifiers from her bassinet to change and feed her in case she cries.
I take her to her nursery and change her diaper while she coos at me. She's definitely a daddy's girl.
I go to the kitchen, put Ailiyah in her carrier, pour a bottle of Riley's breast milk she pumped for when I take nighttime feedings, and heat it up.
"Hey, baby." I coo at her in a babying voice, making her goo and coo at me.
I test the milk temperature on my wrist and hold it under cold water a bit before taking Ailiyah out of her carrier and feeding her the warm milk. I hold and rock her while she sucks on the milk.
Unless she's done I toss the bottle in the sink and go back to her nursery. I get a burping handkerchief and burp her. An obviously drowsy baby in my arms, I sit in the rocking chair and rock my beautiful baby girl.
"Ailiyah Marie Hughes, you're lucky you're cute, that's the only reason why I let you wake me at 2 in the morning." I tell her. Ailiyah starts fussing so I gave her the pacifier I have. I hum and rock her until she falls asleep in my arms. I kissed her forehead and went into my room to join the other love of my life.
I put the sleeping baby in her bassinet and crawl back into bed with my wife.
...
"Ailiyah's with Jack, Millie, and my mom." Riley says, sitting on my lap facing me. I smirk.
We haven't had sex since Riley found out she was pregnant with our first born, so almost a year.
"This is the first time we've been alone since she was born." I say, planting my hands on her oh so curvy hips.
"Let's savor it." She hummed, seductively.
We didn't waste any time whatsoever, lips attacking each other's skin and hands roaming. Soon enough we were in a very heated make out session, kissing hungrily and, yes before you ask, there was tongue involved.
I tugged her shirt above her head to reveal her Mickey Mouse bra. We have this thing we do where every birthday she has - or if her boobs just get bigger - I buy her a new Mickey Mouse, or anything Disney, bra. Our whole meeting is a joke for us now.
And, yes, I still hide her bras.
I smirked as I carried my sexy wife and mother of our baby girl, to our bedroom.
If years back, you'd have told me that we'd be in this position, I would have checked you into an insane asylum.
You can judge us all you want, but I love her and Ailiyah more than anything.
I can't thank my idiot friends enough for daring me to steal her bra that night.
I might've stolen her bra, but - as cheesy as it sounds - Riley Greene (now Hughes, thank you very much) quickly stole my heart.

The End.
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That's my one shot, hope you liked it. This is my first time doing a one shot so sorry if it was shitty.
I'd like to thank a_y_o_o for making the cover! (:
And I'd like to thank @Cherry_Cola_x for making both TBBSMB and this competition in the first place! <3
Thanks for reading!
Love you all ~ J x