Unexpected little surprise
~eight weeks ago~
Their one year anniversary! They had been married for a year. Peter was ecstatic. Harley and him had reconnected the second he turned eighteen. He was in bliss. Harry had taken over oscorp when Norman retired and had changed the company’s whole direction, so now it was a clean honest corporation. In London that’s right they moved to London, he still remembers their screaming match when Harry first suggested it.
“Peter it’ll be good for us. We need to get away from here”
“NO I am NOT leaving! How could you do this?! How the f*ck can you even suggest it? Our whole lives are here. Gwen Marco mich- they’re all here!”
“Peter we’re 25 years old we need to think about the rest of our lives. London’s a good city and I really want to try this out-“
“You want to try it out? It’s not just about you it’s about us! It’s the two of us now!” Peter screamed at the top of his voice. Harry sighed and sat down on the bed beside Peter hanging his head down in his hands and said, “you’re right it is about the two of us. But let’s just try it out and if you don’t like it we’ll come straight back I promise.” Peter scrunched up his face and after a moment of thought he held up his pinky finger in a silent yes. Harry smiled and laced his pinky with his wife’s and smiled.
He had enjoyed it. Gwen and Marco eventually ended up moving there to work at oscorp too. Michelle became a lawyer fighting the injustices of the system and Ned was working as a software engineer. He had gotten a job he absolutely loved teaching in UCL.
They had decided to have a lovely dinner just the two of them. Peter was wearing a blood red satin dress with a deep neck and black pumps. And Harry was in a fabulous grey suit with a peacock green shirt underneath. Harry had gifted him a charming painting recreating his favourite wedding photo of the both of them since first anniversaries were paper.
Harry kicked off his shoes and plopped on the bed Peter copied him but sat right on Harry’s lap straddling his thighs. Peter cupped Harry’s face and brought them closer together they could feel each other’s breaths. The second their eyes met their lips followed suit. A kiss filled with love soon turned into one hungry with passion. Harry ripped peters dress off along with his shirt. He pressed soft kissed starting from the side of his neck paying special attention to his collar bone.
He flipped them both so he was on top and the rest was history…..
~present day~
Harry always woke up way before Peter as Peter had most afternoon classes. They had settled into a kind of routine over the last couple of years of living together. Harry made breakfast they ate lunch at work and Peter took care of dinner. So as usual Harry woke up at his alarm and got out of bed pressing a kiss on his loves forehead and went on to prepare breakfast.
And everyday just like clockwork the newest addition to their morning routine surfaced peters morning nausea. Every morning for the past week without fail Peter felt the extreme urge to regurgitate his dinner. This action had severely decreased the number of breakfast food he could stand to dry toast which Harry brought inside the bedroom walking over to the toilet to assist. “If this continues longer we’re gonna have to go to a doctor bub.” Harry said concerned stroking peters head which was now resting in his lap. Peters genius response was leaning over and retching some more.
After Peter was feeling better Harry went to work after a chaste kiss, “bye love” he called out behind him. “Bye” Peter called out his voice muffled with bread in his mouth because he was now suddenly ravenous with hunger after. Peter had decided to secretly take the day off without telling Harry because he had aninklingas to what might be happening to him.
So after his weird breakfast of dry toast and leftover pad Thai all washed down with a spoonful of Nutella and a pineapple juice he took a shower grabbed his purse and car keys and went to the local pharmacist to get the item that might confirm or deny his suspicions and a couple big bottles of apple juice.
But unfortunately he got conflicting results so he had to go back and get another one. As he sat on their marble bathroom counter glancing at the stick that was going to determine his and his husbands future he contemplated as to what he wanted it to say. But he didn’t need, to he knew exactly what he was hoping for that test to say. The 15 minute timber he had set went off and peters whole body tensest with both excitement and fear.
He slowly walked over to the test and picked it up with his arm shaking. Two pink lines. He was pregnant, he had a little baby growing inside of him! He wanted to scream at the top of his lungs and jump up and down in joy because he and Harry were going to become parents. He couldn’t wait to tell him! Checking the time he quickly grabbed his car keys and rushed outside to get a couple of things. When he got back he put on Harry’s favourite dress of his a pale blue A line little number which had off shoulder sleeves with ruffles and a sweetheart neckline and white lace designs on it and nude pink stilettos.
He prepared a lovely dinner of pasta carbonara with hand made pasta chaser salad and heirloom tomato bruschetta.
He dimmed the lights and lit candles he wrapped up his surprise giftin children’s wrapping paper decorated with tiny teddy bears, served Harry wine and himself similar looking grape juice and waited.
“Pete I’m home.” Harry called out. Peter took a deep breath and smiled this was going to be great!