meeting the father

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Y/N POV

I sat on the couch with my boyfriend of 4 years, Connor, and my adorable 5 year old son, Noah. I was in a relationship with a man named Nicolas before I dated Connor. One thing led to another and boom! I'm pregnant. We stayed together until the eight month of my pregnancy. Nick was an alcoholic and I couldn't stand it. He would always come home late and yell at me, but never remember it the next day. When I had Noah, Nick agreed to come over and see him every other day. When Noah turned two then he got to have Noah go to his house on weekends.

           Connor was a work friend of mine for awhile until he became deviant. He turned up to my house almost every day and helped me when I was pregnant. That was mainly what Nick would yell at me about. "Fuck you and that stupid piece of plastic since you want to spend time with him more than me" he'd yell. A couple months after I had Noah, Connor confessed his feelings for me. And the feelings were mutual.

Noah patted his lap as he watched Little Einsteins. Connor was examining the show with curiosity. My phone buzzed on the table. I picked it up to see a text from Nicolas.
"Hey, I'm going to stop by to drop off some of Noah's stuff"
I replied 'okay' and set it back down. Then I remembered, Connor has never met Nicolas. Sure he's heard of him and maybe has seen him before, but never talked to him. "Connor" I said, getting his attention.

       "Nicolas is going to be coming over to drop off some of Noah's things" I said. I watched as his LED flashed red. "What do you mean?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows. "It'll be okay, he won't be here long" I smiled reassuringly. He nodded and looked down at Noah. There was a knock at the door. I stood up and went to answer it. There stood Nicolas holding a Walgreens bag full of Noah's stuff. "Hey" I breathed out. "Hey, you look nice" he smiled. "Thank you...Oh, sorry, you wanna' come in?" I laughed awkwardly.

He stepped inside and walked over to Noah and Connor. "Daddy!" Noah yelled, running ad jumping into Nicks arms. Nick started laughed as he held Noah on his hip. Connor stood up and awkwardly stared at me then at Nick. "Here's his things" Nick said, giving me his bag. "Oh uh Nick, this is Connor" I said, pointing at him with my hand. Connor stuck out his hand to shake Nicks. I could tell he was scanning his face because his LED was whirling. It then became red after Nick shook his hand.

"Pleasure to meet you, Nick" Connor said. "Pleasure to meet you too" he laughed. "Well I'm going to get going, if he needs anything else then give me a call" he smiled, letting Noah down after kissing his cheek. He then left and Noah ran back to the couch. Noah grabbed Connor's hand, pulling him back down next to him.
"He seems... friendly" Connor said. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Wha? Nothing" he said.

"Connor your LED turned red so many times I thought you were going to explode" I laughed. "I really should get rid of this thing" he said, touching his LED. "Now what's wrong?" I asked. Noah was falling asleep on Connor's shoulder. "I'm going to put him in bed" he said, getting up and cradling Noah. "Ugh, this isn't over!" I whisper yelled. When he came back from Noah's room, he leaned on the wall in front of me. "I don't like the way he was talking to you" Connor said, staring at his feet.

"What do you mean? He was very nice" I smiled. "I know, too nice" he squinted. "What? You think he want to get back together with me?" I asked. Connor remained silent and his LED was whirling yellow. "Connor" I said getting up. I lifted his chin up and looked at him in his beautiful brown eyes. "I only want you, okay?" I smiled. He sighed and looked at my eyes. "Even if he did want to get back together, you really think I'd leave you for him?" I asked, squishing his face cheeks together. He smiled and kissed me quickly.

"I love you" he smiled. "I love you too, now let's go to bed. I'm exhausted" I groaned. He smirked and scooped me up in bridal position. I yelped and started to laugh as he brought us into our bedroom.

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