Always

Children

                Tris's POV
    Tobias and I are resting on now our bed.  I moved in with him and it's been great.  I  love him so much.  I've actually been happy these past few days. 
    "Tris?" Tobias says.  I look at him.  He looks nervous.  "Have you ever thought about having kids?" He asks. I definitely wasn't expecting that. 
     "No. Have you?" I say.  He looks down at our hands. 
     "Yeah. When I was stationed in Afghanistan for a two years. I thought about everything while I could yo keep me going during the moments I was in pain," He says.  I know that he went there I thank God every day that he's here and alive. 
     "Will you tell some of the things you'd think about?" I ask.  He flips over so he's on top of me.  I like he's weight on me.  It's a turn on. 
      "I would think about you. All the moments we ha together. I would think that if I we're to make it back, we would be together again. We would get married and have a kid somewhere along the line. I still think about the kid thing. Do you want children?" I place my hand in his cheek. 
    "I do as long as it's your child I'm carrying," I say.  He leans down and kisses me.  K want more but we're holding off from making love again until our wedding night.  He said he wants the next time we make love for me to be his wife.  I think that's nice. 
      "Can we at least mess around?" I ask.  He smirks and kisses me,  but gets off me. "How much longer?" He lets out a laugh.
     "Two more months, then I'll be doing so many things to you you'll be getting tired of sex," he says. 
     "I find that hard to believe. Honestly, I don't even see how you can even stand for me to be in front of you exposed during that. I'm not pretty," I admit.  He scuffs. 
     "You're blind. Your fucking beautiful and I never want to hear you talk about yourself like that again. I don't care about your scars. I'll be cliche and kiss every one of them and post it on tumblr. I'll kiss every inch of your angelic body and have you wreathing beneath me. Your beautiful to me. I love you," he says.  I blush at his sweat words. 
     "I love you too."