Marinette has been wed to Adrien for a year now, but all of a sudden he passes away in an acute car crash. A few weeks after, she realizes she is pregnant with their precious son... her last memory of Adrien runs in the bloodstream of her body. But...
We're just a few weeks away from seeing our angels!
Having the urge to jump up and down, I cling closely to my husband's bicep, and greet all our guests arriving through the main door. Since it would save us time and energy, we decided to hold the baby shower + gender reveal at our mansion rather than a banquet hall or another venue. The banner displaying the event was hung along the front gate to emphasize that, having adorable depictions of baby bottles, pacifiers, and birds.
Although my vitality to host such an event was decreasing quite drastically, on some days more than others, I mustered enough of it to be standing here for something truly memorable.
There was an entire team hired by us to record and capture the day, similar to during our nuptial ceremony.
As our friends and families came forth, I pulled away to hug each and every one of them while being careful of tripping over what I wore, then immediately clung back to Félix in giggles of excitement. I watched everyone place their generous gifts in the lounge room as we walked to there, beginning to see a mountain of bags and boxes near the modern fireplace.
He looked down at me instead, using his elegant, long fingers to feel through my curled blue hair with his hand opposite from me. "How do you feel, beautiful~?"
My eyelashes flutter from his touch as I look up at him to meet his eyes, smiling until my cheeks ache, "I feel great! They're not kicking too much.." I sigh in relief, and rub my bump over my champagne-coloured gown.
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"...All thanks to you being next to me, or else they wouldn't be this calm." With eyes full of brilliance, I trace my fingernails along his attire that was matching in colour with mine, yet wasn't nearly as opulent. But that was because I had to stand out amongst everyone else.
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"Well, I'm delighted to be here next to you as your husband and as the father of our children. I wouldn't dare miss this." He takes that hand of mine and begins warming each of my fingers with his mouth, and then kisses my lips with such an incandescent pressure, I could moan in the bliss. "Thank you.. for saying.. that..." I say breathily in between the kiss, stroking the back of his hair as I slowly transition it into a hug, trying with all my strength to not be emotional. At least for now.
