Aaron Carpenter Imagines & Preferences

Cravings

Y/n's POV:

"Honey?" I yell from the upstairs bathroom. I hear Aaron run up the stairs, and he lightly knocks on the door.

"Baby?" He says into the wood. "Are you ok?

"Come in please." I say quietly, before I lean over the toilet again. Throwing up as he opens the door. He rushes to my side, and pulls my hair out of my face.

"Everything's ok." He whispers in my ear, as he kisses the back of my neck. I sit silently, staring into the toilet. Sometimes I hated being pregnant. I stay a little longer, testing my stomach to see what my chances are of being done. Aaron rubs my back softly. I sit back, and Aaron flushes the toilet.

"You ok babe?"

I nod. Closing my eyes and rubbing my belly.

"I just wish I could figure out what she wants." I whisper. "I'm starving, but everything I eat makes me throw up."

"You must be having a very special craving." He said, leaning down to my belly and giving it kisses. "Isn't that right princess?" He said, rubbing his thumb over the spot she was stretching her foot. I smiled.

"Come on, let's get you in bed." Aaron said, helping me up. He took my hand and walked to the bedroom with me. I laid down carefully on my side of the bed, and closed my eyes. I felt the bed dip, and I opened my eyes to see Aaron laying next to me. With his head by my belly.

"Maybe I can guess what she wants." He said, looking up at me. I smiled.

"She is a Daddy's girl." I say, running my fingers through his hair. He turned into my touch and kissed to inside of my hand. He kissed it again, before kissing each of my finger tips in turn. Closing his eyes as I smooth the pad of my thumb over the bag under his eye.

"Alright princess," He said, turning back to my belly. "Tell Daddy what the trouble is." He leaned his head down, placing his ear to my stomach. He closed his eyes, as I continued to play with his hair.

"Oh I see. Uh huh. Ok. I'll tell Mommy." He said, turning his head back so he could nod to my belly bump.

I stared speechlessly at him, amazed by the man I married. He is going to be a wonderful Daddy, and I smile as I think we only have to wait 1 more month.

"She says," Aaron said, coming back up to my face and giving my lips a soft kiss. "She wants blueberry Pop-tarts."

I smiled against his lips.

"That sounds so good." I moan, letting my eyes close again. Aaron propped himself up on his elbow, as he moved hair away from my face.

"Do you want me to go get some?" He said, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"But then you'll be gone.." I whine playfully. He laughed.

"I'll be so fast, you won't even have time to miss me." He said, smiling down at me. 

"But I always miss you." I say smiling back.

"And that's why I'll be fast." He said, kissing my lips before getting off the bed. "Can't keep my queen and princess waiting." He winked, as he put his shoes on.

" I love you." I say, as he grabs his keys from his night stand.  He leans over the bed again. Making himself face to face with me. He kisses my forehead, lips, collarbone, then belly. A habit he's picked up since I became pregnant.

"I love you too." He says, getting off of the bed. He dramatically blows me a kiss as he steps out the door. Softly singing All of Me by John Legend, as he jogs down the stairs.