Roses Diary [S.M]

The truth is...

Hi babies,

How is everyone doing? I hope everyone is enjoying their weekend!

In case you have nothing to do, here's an extra long chapter!

Have fun.

Love, M.
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"He is going crazy in there." I chuckle as I feel my active boy 'jumping' around in my belly.

Shawn and I had sex. Finally. In the bathtub, a couple of times in bed. Although, my body was screaming for some rest, I couldn't help myself and we kept going. It felt like I was finally able to drink again after spending a couple of days in the desert.

"Is he?."- Shawn turns his head to me, as he is laying on his back, heavily breathing in and out. "He doesn't know what just happened." He chuckles as he turns himself on his side, to look at me.

I smile and chuckle softly. "Yeah. He is a bit..."- I stop in the middle of my sentence when I suddenly feel a hard kick. "Ouch..."- I mumble and pull the duvet down.

"You okay?." Shawn shoves a bit closer. I do not respond to him because I am too focused on the movement in my belly.

"What's wrong?." He says, sounding much more alert.

I grab him hand and place it on my belly, right where I feel the baby kicking "Baby, what...?."

I feel a hard, firm kick, on exactly the spot where Shawn hand is. I look up to him, to see if he felt it. I do not have to ask if he felt it. The bright smile on his face says enough.

His teared up eyes meet mine. His lips shivers as he tries to hold back his tears.

I cup his cheek as I fight my own tears. He kiss the inside of my hand and push himself up. He position himself in between my legs.
"You have no idea how much I needed to feel you..."- he whispers against my belly. "Thank you, my boy." Followed by a long kiss against my baby bump.

I bite my lip the hardest to suppress the tears. I watch him as he rest his head on my belly, close his eyes and exhale deeply.

I stroke with my hand through his brown curls. I hope my son will inherit those curls from his daddy.

The baby kicks again, right against Shawn's cheek. We both chuckle in response. Shawn lift his head up and smile. "You are already kicking eh?."

"Your big head is probably crushing him." I joke.

Shawn rolls his eyes playfully, press another kiss against my belly and lift himself up, so that he lays beside me again.

"Nah, he is probably like 'Dad, get your shit together old man and stop fucking things up. Mommy and I need you'."

"A wakeup kick." You get it? Instead of 'wakeup call'? Sorry, pregnancy is not really beneficial for my sense of humor.

He chuckles and pulls me closer. "He is indeed a good 'wakeup kick'. Exactly what I needed to realize that I need to do better.."-

"Babe.. I understand... I.."-

"No, you should not have to deal with this. You should be able to enjoy your pregnancy and not to constantly have to take care of me and everyone else."

"I do not mine taking care of you. You are my husband."

"I know but you have been taking care of everyone. You are the reason we all have not crumbled down yet. I do realize that. So, I promise you that I am going to clean myself up and be the man you deserve. The first step is finding a place to sleep for my parents."