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Y/n's pov
Timothée was about to go home from work. It was now 10 pm. He often came home late, lately he worked a lot. I was so nervous. I had already prepared dinner for him, I had already eaten.
I heard the keys outside the door. I was biting my nails. The door opened and I saw him enter, handsome as ever. He had very pronounced dark circles and a tired pout on his face, but as soon as he saw me he smiled and put down the backpacks he needs for work.
I already knew that I would have to hand wash all those stage clothes.
He ran towards me. "Hi sweetie" he said in a tired tone and then hugged me. "You are very tired, you go to eat and then we rest, ok?" I said kissing his cheeks still embraced. "Thanks." "You're welcome Timothée"
I broke away from the embrace and looked him in the eye. "Everything ok honey? he asked frowing his eyebrows. He sensed my nervousness. "Oh, yes yes, all right love." I said trying to sound calm. "Oh... ok. Can you stay here to keep me company while I eat?" he asked me softly, as if he were afraid that I would say no, when he knows very well that I would never say no to him. "Sure Timothée, let's sit down" I took him by the hand and carried him to the table. "Wait, I left the bags at the entrance. I'm going to get them." he walked towards the bags. "No, don't worry, relax. I'll take care of them later, don't worry love" I said, grabbing his hands again. We sat down together at the table and I handed him the food. He smiled at me and whispered a 'thank you' and then started eating.
"Any news at work? Did it go well today?" I asked pouring some water into his glass. He nodded and swallowed. "Yes, today it went very well. And, yes, I also have some news..." he said with a small smile. "I'm so happy! I'm going to soak your stage clothes and come back, so you tell me everything, ok?" He nodded. "Are you sure you're okay? You look... nervous. Has something happened?" he asked me, stopping to eat the piece of bread. "Y-yes. All right." I said without looking at him.
Why was he asking all those questions? Yes, I was nervous, very nervous, but I didn't think it showed. I took the bags and headed upstairs. I left them on the ground and ran to the bathroom.
The pregnancy test was over the sink... I was nervous about that.
I had done it before Timothée arrived, and while the result was to be seen, he arrived.
I didn't know how to react. I held back my tears and went to the sink. "Come on y/n... you can do it." I said to myself. "You have to give Timothée a child, he wants it so badly."
He had talked to me many times about how much he wanted a child and I wanted one too. The last time we had sex it wasn't intentional for the pregnancy, we just did it. But my period hadn't come for 4 weeks, so I tried taking a test.
I closed my eyes and I picked it up. I took many deep breaths. I opened my eyes and...
positive.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror and smiled holding back the tears. I was pregnant. My child, our child, was in my belly
I wiped the tears from my cheeks and decided to tell Timothée. I went down the stairs.
He was washing the dishes.
He turned around. "Are you sure you're okay y/n? You've been upstairs a long time, and I haven't heard the water run." "I have news too" I said trying not to cry. "Come on, tell me" he told me. "No, you first. It sure is more important." I said "Okay. I got a new role for a new movie" he said smiling showing all his teeth. "What Timothée?! I'm so happy for you! I knew you were going to do it! I'm so so proud of you." He continued to smile, wiping his hands. "Now tell me your news!" he said excitedly.
He looked at me with dreamy eyes. I was so nervous. Was it the right time to tell him? He was very tired ... Would he get the reaction I wanted?
I took his hands and decided not to tell him at that moment. Maybe we should have been in bed, both of us relaxed. "ok, but first let's get changed and get under the covers. We are both very tired." I said taking his hands and dragging him towards the stairs. "Why don't you want to tell me anything?" he said stopping abruptly. "I'll tell you, be patient" "You know I get nervous when you do this" "Don't worry, it's okay. I just want you to relax." I kept taking him upstairs. I went to the bathroom to get my pajamas, and in the middle of it hid the pregnancy test. "Aren't you changing?" he asked me. "I'll leave you the bathroom free, I'll change here in the bedroom." He looked at me confused and walked to the bathroom, closing the door after him. In a rush, I put the test in the nightstand drawer and quickly put on my pajamas. I sat on the edge of the bed and started stroking my belly. Knowing that a life was growing in me scared me, but it also made me a fulfilled woman.
I sniffed. "Hey, why are you crying?" Timothée came up behind me, grabbing me by the hips and dragging me into the center of our bed. He pushed my right shoulder with his chin to make me stretch out completely. He got up, walked around the bed and went on the top of me. With the tip of his nose he wiped my tears from my cheeks. I giggled. He giggled too, and then gently kissed my lips. I touched his outstretched arms to keep him on the top of me. "Sorry if I asked you so many questions before, but you seemed very nervous. I was afraid something bad had happened to you."
He said looking deep into my eyes. "I'm actually still worried. Why are you crying?" he added. "You know you can tell me everything-" "I'm pregnant" His mouth was open. He walked away from me, sat on the edge of the bed and said nothing. He was playing with his hands. His hair flowed down to his face.
I didn't think he reacted like that... I imagined a long hug and endless smiles... but instead there was only silence. I began to cry more.
He turned around. His eyes were red and he had tear stains on his shirt. "Are you- Are you pregnant?" He turned to me I nodded silently with tears streaming down my cheeks.
He began to cry even harder. "Timothée..."
He threw himself on me, holding me tight. I hugged him even tighter.
He broke away from the embrace and took my face in his hands. "We have a baby" "You are happy?" "What? Y / n! I'm the happiest man on earth. I love you so much" He kissed me very passionately. "Can I touch your belly?" He asked, breaking away from the kiss. "You don't have to ask me Timothée, of course you can" He smiled at me softly. In her eyes pure adoration and love. I pulled my shirt up under my breasts. He looked at me one last time, as if to ask me again if he could, I nodded. It leaned towards my belly softly. He touched my belly with cold hands. He brought his face close to it and kissed her. "Mom and I love you already"
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