You can't help but to have a heavy smile on your face. After all, today was the appointment where you'd found out the sex of the baby. Rubbing the ever growing stomach in delight, you finish the final prepping for dinner. Demi was finally coming home from tour today. Six dreadful months you spent in and out of her arms trying to relish every off day she had with you. While she was gone, you were growing bigger-and the frequent pictures you sent her-gave no justice to your largeing size.
The lock on the door clicked- making the cheeky smile grow impossibly larger on your face. Your feet carried you around the kitchen corner, bringing you to the entrance of the hallway. Demi struggled with many duffle bags and suitcases attempting to carry them down the passageway. Usually you would run and tackle her-bringing the bags down as well- but your current pregnancy noted otherwise. Making your presence known you greeted her, " Welcome back baby." Demi's eyes shot up from the struggle with the luggage and a wide smile pursed her lips, "Y/N." Her greeting was simple, but it made her heart melt. Her luggage fell roughly from her clasp, while she approached you. Her warm embrace and the smell of her sweet perfume- made you want to stay in this moment forever. Demi slowly let go and cupped your belly. Her big brown orbs flickered from you to your rounded stomach. She pecked your lips and returned her focus to your belly, "You've gotten so big, Y/N." You moved your hands over hers. Demi kneeled down to become eye-level to your belly. She kissed it tenderly- still holding on, "Hey there little one." Her fingers curled, tickling the spots you both were holding. "I went to the doctor today." you informed, she erected on your announcement. "Really, is everything okay?" Demi flashed a concern looked, but your assuring smile weakened her worried features.
You entwined her hand and led her to the dining area. As you both sat you started to talk, " Everything is fine, I found out the sex of the baby today." Her eyes widened and she started to squirm in the seat. You knew Demi wanted a girl- that's all she talked about. Her having your beautiful Y/E/C eyes, and Demi's natural brown hair. You took a deep breath and grabbed the sonogram picture from the table. Demi examined the photo not really knowing what she was seeing. Leaning in you pointed to the image, "That's him, that's our baby." She looked at the picture a few seconds longer, then focused her attention back to you. Her smile was still prominent, "Him? It's a boy?" You nodded, unsure if she would still be as happy even though it wasn't a girl. She noticed your features had changed. Demi scooted forward holding your belly, "Don't worry sweetie I'm just as excited, boy or girl." You gave a smile of relief, and as Demi stood she kissed your forehead softly. She chuckled as she entered the kitchen, " My dad is going to be so happy it's a boy." You followed suit and entered after Her. Demi picked up the plate of food and began to eat. You grabbed yours and she followed you to the table.
After a few minutes of comfortable silence and eating, Demi asked you a question, " Y/N, do you think we can name him Trenton?" You paused for a moment and answered easily, "That's a perfect name."
