Promise
Chris padded back into the bedroom in his briefs after the two rounds of "celebratory sex" that he declared necessary... You didn't argue. Why would you? He crawled onto the bed, a bottle of water in one hand, as you layed on your back under the sheet in a satisfied daze, one leg bent near the edge of the bed, your eyelids falling and rising lazily.
He plopped down hard on his side on an elbow, bouncing you a bit, making you giggle. He smiled and opened the bottle, handing it to you, "We should call my parents."
You got up on both your elbows and the took the bottle, "Thank you. Now? It's after eleven there, honey." You took a swig of water as he leaned forward and kissed your shoulder.
"Yeah, but,", he kissed your shoulder again, "they should know first and I'm not gonna be able to keep it from anyone I know... Or see... Even strangers.", he chuckled.
You chortled and handed him the bottle and laid back down as he took a long drink, then spoke, "I'd like to call Seb's parents too; tomorrow. They've always been like my second parents. Are you okay with that, sweetheart?"
You smiled softly and nodded, "Yeah, of course." You reached over and tickled his chest with your fingertips, "How long you think until Shirley can tell that I'm pregnant?" You huffed out a laugh.
He tilted his head, letting it drop downward looking sideways towards the ceiling as he held your hand still against his chest now, "She hasn't said anything?"
You shook your head, "No."
"Hmm, maybe she's losing her psychic abilities.", you both chuckled. He put the bottle on the nightstand and settled against you under the sheet, pulling you into him, and nuzzling your neck. "So when you wanna get married, sweetness?" He started caressing your belly lightly with a gentle hand.
You hummed, "Mmm, that feels so good. I thought you wanted to call your parents, babe?", you giggled.
"Oh, shit.", he turned to the nightstand quickly, "That's right." He reached for his phone there and turned back towards you, getting up on his elbow again and tapping it a couple times before putting it to his ear. As it rang, he leaned over you, giving you several kisses on the lips, including a short hum with each one. He tipped the phone quickly to his mouth again as he pulled back from you, "Hey. Mom-" He paused, "Yeah, I know what time it is."
You mouthed, "I told you."
He stuck out his tongue quickly and spoke again, "No, everything's fine..." He started tenderly rubbing your belly again as he listened. "Well, yes, it's important." He paused again. "Well, I'm trying to tell you, but you're lecturing me and giving me the third degree here, ma." You put your fist to your mouth trying to stifle a laugh as he chuckled under his breath at you, giving your side a gentle, ticklish squeeze, making you squeak quietly as he continued, "(Y/N) and I are getting married-"
You heard a shriek come from the phone as Chris quickly took it away from his ear, scrunching up his face. "Jesus.", he muttered while you could hear his mother's frenzied voice on the other end. You giggled as he put it back to his ear with her still going on. He waited for a beat, then addressed you, his voice low, "Now I can hear my Dad going on about her waking the neighborhood."
You couldn't help but crack up, covering you mouth to be quiet.
He spoke into the phone again, "Ma...M- Mom!... Mom!!!" It got quiet gradually, then he added, "And she's pregnant." He was smart enough to take the phone away from his head before finishing his statement this time. Good thing too; she screamed into the phone.
Chris eyes got so wide you thought they might pop out of his head, which he pulled back in surprise. Your reaction was nearly identical to his. You both started laughing hysterically and you could hear her shrill voice crying, blubbering and yelling about how her boy was finally gonna give her a grand-baby and get married.
When Chris got her calmed down, he said, "Thank you, mom. We're really happy too." He listened, "Yeah, one sec." He handed you the phone and smiled softly.
You put the phone to your ear, "Hi."
Her voice was still emotional, "Hello, sweet girl! Congratulations! I'm so happy for you!"
"Thank you." You smiled, "Me too."
"How far along are you?", she asked sweetly.
"Eight weeks.", you smiled at Chris and he leaned over to kiss your forehead softly.
"Oh, wonderful. Do you know what you want?"
Chris moved down, laying a bit sideways on the bed, on his stomach, resting on his elbows, his folded arms touching your hip. He started giving your belly soft kisses and then laid his head on your there without putting any weight on you. You ran your fingers softly through his hair as he looked at you while you answered her, "It doesn't matter to me, but Chris wants a boy." His mouth curved upward as he looked at you lovingly, blinking slowly.
"Oh, how sweet.", she cooed. "Do you have a date for the wedding yet?"
"Not yet. We actually just got engaged tonight.", you chuckled. "But we'll let you know as soon as we do."
"Perfect.", you could hear her smiling. "We're retired, so we can leave at the drop of a hat. Oh! Also, if you want help when the baby comes, don't hesitate to let me know. I can even stay in a hotel at times. I know new moms can feel overwhelmed by having someone else in their house twenty-four, seven."
"That's really sweet, thank you."
"You're welcome, dear. Thank you for being so great to my son. I know you'll make him very happy."
You smiled at Chris, "I sure hope so. He's got me over the moon every day."
He lifted a hand and took yours off his head to kiss your knuckles softly. You said goodbye to her and handed the phone back to Chris. He was still gazing at you. "Hey.", he said into the phone. After a moment, he spoke again, "Whoaaa. Okay, let's not jump the gun here, okay? We can talk on that later, alright? And you might wanna talk it over with Dad first... For a real long while.", he chuckled. "Alright. I love you, too, mom. Bye."
He tapped the phone to disconnect the call and you looked at him inquisitively.
"She wants to move here to be close to us.", he cocked an eyebrow.
Your eyebrows popped up, "Wow. Really? What about your other siblings... And her other grandkids?"
He shook his head lazily, closing his eyes, "I- I don't know. I think she's just really excited.", he scoffed, smiling and putting his phone on the nightstand again. "So,", he nuzzled up to you again, kissing your temple, "When ya gonna marry me, sexy mama?"
You thought for a beat, "Hmm... Can we get something together in about 2 months?"
"Well, we do happen to know the best event planner in the state..."
You nodded and you both said in unison, "Pepper." You added, "Yeah, I think we could ask for her help. That would be a good idea. I'll take her and the girls out to lunch as soon as we can all swing it to talk wedding stuff." A wave of that first trimester pregnancy fatigue hit you all the sudden like bag of bricks and you yawned.
"Okay.", Chris chuckled.
"And I'll be...", you counted on your fingers silently, "Sixteen weeks then. That's four months, abooooout halfway through the pregnancy... So I'll need to keep that in mind while dress shopping. OH! When are we gonna shop for rings?"
He pulled back and grinned at you, "Whenever you want, baby girl." He kissed your nose.
You smiled sleepily and rolled into his chest before closing your eyes, "And I need to think about flowers..."
Chris's eyebrows pulled up the center, he was smiling with a closed mouth, looking down at you and watching you start to nod off.
Your voice was getting quiet, slow and you were starting to mumble, along with jumbling and skipping words, "...Pep can prolly help that too. She's good fr... She's a good people... She loves me... I don't- she'd for me- do- for me..."
And you were out.
Chris grinned, looking over your beautifully peaceful face and stroked his fingertips along your forehead and across your temple, down your cheek and to your jaw. His heart was so full, he felt like he could just yell with joy. He was finally getting everything he'd always wanted with you; to be your husband, the father of your children, your protector, your safe place, your support, your strong partner... Your everything. The words echoed in his mind again. But, to his surprise, one word had changed as he heard Sebastian's voice, 'Take care of our girl.'
He started to tear up slightly, closed his eyes and barely whispered, "I promise, bro." He kissed your head, rolled backward just enough to reach the lamp. You made a small noise of protest in your sleep at feeling him move away from you. He clicked off the lamp and rolled back to you enveloping you in his arms. He whispered, "Shhh, I'm here, baby girl."
You nuzzled into his chest and said so softly, "I love you, Chris."
He sighed heavily and closed his eyes. He always loved hearing you say his name so sweetly when you were sleeping, but having you say it along with expressing your love for him now that you were his? It filled him with more contentment than he ever imagined he could feel. He kissed your head once more and gave your belly a couple strokes with the knuckles of his curled fingers before holding you securely in both his arms again, "I love you, (Y/N)."