Tiny Little Feet || Puckleberry

berryirresistible:

Rachel smiled as he helped her out of the chair she sat in, walking up towards the register. She started thinking about the possible things she wanted to eat, well, what the babies wanted to eat, rubbing her belly as the changing table was rang up. She got out her debit card and paid for it, humming a bit to herself. Once done, they walked out and she stopped in her tracks, staring at the truck. “No…” That was why he was gone for so long. She covered her mouth with her hands, shaking her head as she walked over to the truck, tearing up. He bought the bedroom set. She didn’t know how he had the money for it, but he bought it. She started to cry, feeling the mixture of being tired, happy, and hungry hitting her. Plus, her hormones were out of whack. “I can’t believe it.” She looked over at him, seeing him in his sheepish stance and she walked over to him, grabbing his face and kissing him soundly, even with her crying still. The love she had for this man was crazy. “You are an idiot.” She shook her head, laughing a bit. “You didn’t need to do this. I love you so much, though.” She felt his hands on her belly as she smiled up at him. She was so lucky to have him. “Let’s get that into the truck and then grab some food on the way home, okay?” She kissed him again before moving out of the way so that he could load the changing table into the truck.

This is exactly the reaction he was getting, well, sort of. He knew she would be happy and shit about him buying her dream furniture set and he had a feeling there would be tears, but this was a hell of a lot more dramatic than he thought it would be. He watched her look at the boxes with awe, as if they were the greatest things ever. He rubbed at the back of his neck with one of his hands, the other dug deep into the front pocket of his jeans. Fuck, he was actually slightly embarrassed about this and he didn’t know why. Maybe because it felt good to see the look on her face and know that he’s the one that put it there, only him, with his own money. So, yeah, that smile was only because of him. And he was looking forward to seeing that more often. Especially if he got kisses like this one too, he loved it when she kissed him like this. Way more than he should. His hands settled on either side of her stomach, thumbs brushing along the curve like they always do. He smiled down at her, “I’m an idiot that loves you so fucking much I don’t believe it’s real sometimes.” It was true though, sometimes he thought he was going to wake up and this was all going to be a dream. That would be the worst, seriously. He nodded in agreement, putting the box into the back with the rest and making sure it’s secure before moving to her side of the truck. He does the usual, scoop her up and put her in the front. He then gets in on his side, starts the truck and opens his arm for her, “Where to, baby?”