Sean shuffled down closer to you on the tree and put his arm back around you. You leaned your head on his shoulder and put your arm around him. You both kept your silence enjoying each others embrace with the sun setting in front of you. Both of you kept it this way for about 25 minuets until one of you said something. "My ass is going numb." You broke the silence barrier. "Shall we head home then? My ass is numb too." Sean laughed out loud. "Yeah. It's getting a little chilly out now too." You mention.
You and Sean took a nice easy walk home as you were feeling rather whipped out, tight and uneasy. "Sean can we stop a minute?" You pulled him into one side while you held your stomach. "You ok. You're not going into labour are you?" Sean crouched in front of you. "No." You answer, Sean, relaxed. "At least I bloody hope not." You add to your sentence. "Don't say that!" Sean started to feel strained as he then panicked a little. "Shall I call a taxi?" Sean suggested. "No I'm good to walk." You carried on walking as your pain eased down. "If you feel the same later, I'm talking you to the hospital." Sean put his foot down. "How?" You quizzed the smart one. "Car." Sean answered your simple question with a smirk.
It took you both an extra ten minutes to walk home but Sean was cool with that. He was expecting you to go into labour at some point, but was he prepared for it?
"Sean?" You walk upstairs and gaze at your bedroom door wide open. "Yes my none Irish queen?" Sean replied. "We locked the door when we went out didn't we?" You slowly back off down stairs. "Yes, why?" Sean hung up his jack with a confused expression. "I think someone MIGHT be upstairs." You whisper. "What makes you think that?" Sean lowered his voice. "The bedroom door is open. Surly Oreo can't reach it." You mention. "I'll go have a look. You go in the kitchen just in case if someone is." Sean got hold of his wooden sword a fan gave him at a convention, and then made his way slowly upstairs.
Sean's POV
I peeked around the door and didn't see anything or anyone. Then *BAM* I swung open the door that revealed no one. Just some cat litter on the floor, a open window and Oreo sitting outside on the window ledge. Wait... OREO IS SITTING OUT SIDE!
End of Sean's POV
"Oreo how the fuck? How did you get out here?" Sean popped his head out of the window. "Please don't jump, come here." Sean wiggled his fingers getting Oreo's attention. "Hey puss, puss." Sean started to cringe knowing you will go ballistic if something happened to him. "MEOW!" Oreo mowed. "Come here you..." Sean stopped his sentence as he got an idea.
"(Y-N) THE LOVE OF MY LIFE?" Sean cringed as he kept his distance from the window. "YES?" You respond. "COME UPSTAIRS WITH A BAG OF CAT TREATS PLEASE, MY DARLING ANGEL!" Sean told you. "OK!" You didn't question Sean and did as you were told. "What's wrong?" You rush into your room. "Pass." Sean clapped and cupped his hands together getting ready to catch the bag of treats. "What is it?" You give him the bag. "Nothing." Sean started to cringe. "Let me see you Irish fool... WTF?!" You widen your eyes. "How did he get out?" You pull Sean out the way. "I don't know." Sean poked his head out behind yours. "*whistle* Oreo come here." You click your fingers.
And then he came straight to you in seconds. "Why does he come to you and not me?" Sean petted Oreo's head. "I just want to know how he got out. And how the bedroom door opened." You close the window and lock it. "He must of opened them both." Sean thought out loud. "Either that we didn't close them properly." You kinda blamed yourself. "We'll have to double check next time we go out." You highlight. "Yeah." Sean put an arm around you.
Later that night Sean finished the rest of his editing he was doing with Robin, on the other side you just got a quick bite to eat then headed off the bed. Oreo joined you at the end of the bed and kept your feet warm for you.
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Robin: Not a problem. Always glad to help with the Antisepticeye videos.
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