Choices Imagines

Baby Carriages & Wedding Bells - Oliver x F!MC (Never Let You Go, Part Two)

The night was winding down as Oliver drove the two of you home after the premiere ended, as you looked over at Oliver your face dropped upon seeing that his brow was knitted together with worry. "Olly? What's wrong?" you said with concern, worrying as silence followed your question but a little bubble of relief flowed through you when he spoke after a couple of minutes, "Hm? Oh, yeah. Everything's fine. It's just... are you sure you don't want to go to the after party? You usually love going to them." He questioned as he focused on the road. You smiled and took his hand in yours, "I'm sure. I'll be doing something tonight that will... be more worth it. I've been to dozens of parties and after parties. Tonight... tonight I just want to be at home. With you." You spoke softly as you smiled at him, when he turned to steal a quick glance at you he smiled too. "I just want to relax with my soon-to-be husband and do face masks with him. Maybe drink this new all-natural ingredient hot cocoa I got to try and received in the mail this morning." You beamed at him, leaning over the gearstick and pecking his cheek as you pulled into the drive way of your home. "I'd love to do that with you" Oliver beamed back as he killed the engine and took off his seatbelt. You looked at your front door and chuckled to yourself. "what?" Oliver asked as he opened the car door to get out. "Nothing. Just... remembering the first time you saw a car" you chuckled, also getting out of the car. Together you walked inside, and you tossed your bag onto the dresser by the front door as you kicked off your heels, returning to your natural height of 5ft 6". Oliver shrugged off his jacket and hung it on the coat rack before turn to you and gathering you in his arms in a tight hug. "Oof Oliver. Not too tight." You chuckled aa he released his grip a little, smoothing your face in tender loving kisses. After his brief attack you took his hand and led him to your bedroom, he took a seat on the bed as you walked through to your en suite bathroom and picked out 2 face masks. "Can I put yours on you, honey?" you asked as you walked back into the bedroom, Oliver now pulling his suit pants off and standing in his boxer shorts "sure. Just let me put these away" he grinned holding up his dirty clothes. You smiled with a nod and got to work on undressing yourself, though it looked simple, the dress you wore tonight was quite tricky to work with. The part that annoyed you the most was the cape like element to it that was non-detachable. "Argh! Stupid dress! Would you jus-" you started ranting to yourself but stopped when you finally saw the bedroom light again and a very smiley Oliver standing over you, your dress balled up in his hands. "Thank you." You grinned and headed to your closet, picking out one of your long night shirts to wear in bed, grabbing Oliver a set of his pyjamas as well. Once you were both ready for bed you straddled Oliver as he laid on his back whilst you applied his face mask, engaging in small conversation, giggling and laughing. You then switched positions as he applied your face mask, deep concentration on his face. Once yours was applied you laid together looking at the ceiling, talking some more as your fingers intertwined between you. Soon you let out a small yawn, despite trying your best to suppress it and hide your true tiredness.

"Do you want to just go to bed after this? We can try the cocoa tomorrow"

"No. No, it's okay. Besides, I have something that I want to tell you"

"You could tell me tomorrow."

"No Oliver. I can't hold off telling you any longer."

"You have my intrigue."

Oliver sat up on his side resting his head on his hand as he looked to you expectantly. "Well.... what's got you so happy you can't wait a moment longer to tell me?" he asked. You sat up to, suddenly the moment was very real, you were about to tell him something you kept from him for 3 months as you didn't want him to be disappointed if you miscarried and you had no idea how he would react. "How about... we go make that cocoa and I'll tell you in the kitchen." You said getting up and stretching with yet another a yawn.