{Y/N} POV
I was currently seated on the couch, watching one of the sitcoms I enjoyed as a child. Maybe the baby would be interested in this show as well. It was 1:32 in the afternoon, and I was awaiting Jason and the gang to return home. They've been out since last night and I know not to stay up and wait for him. I received a text from Jason on my phone and smiled at the screen. I shut it off and waited for the front door to open at any moment.
After waiting about ten minutes, I heard the front door swing open and in came Jason and the guys. The door shut and Jason hopped over the couch, catching me off guard.
"Keep pulling stuff like this and I might just give birth on the couch." I said, annoyed.
"Please don't, this shit was expensive." Jason replied. I hit him in the arm and warned him about his potty mouth. "Sorry babe, how's the little mini me doin'?" he continued, rubbing his hand on my stomach.
"He's been kicking all damn day." I said, resting my hand on top of his. "But he's been doing fine. How are you?"
"Who cares! All I care about is you and my son, that's it." Jason kissed me on my forehead and got up from the couch, going to talk with the boys. Before I was pregnant, Jason wasn't always one to show his emotions, especially like this. I assumed that since he's going to be a father soon, now was the best time for him to be more affectionate. I got up from where I sat and went into the kitchen to where the action was.
"What are you doing up? You should be resting." Jason said, concerned.
"I've rested all day Jase. Besides, I want to go baby clothes shopping for our son." I reasoned with him.
"Fine, we can go. I'll be done in a second here."
I walked away from where everyone else was ad grabbed my shoes from the closet, then sitting on the steps to put them on. One of the hardest things about being pregnant was putting on shoes. I couldn't put them either because of this huge baby bump or my feet were swollen. Right now, it was currently both.
"Dude, you can't just leave us all alone to do this work by ourselves. We don't know how to compute all this stuff!"
"Well, fine someone who does! I don't pay you idiots all this money for nothing. Get it done or there will be problems tonight."
I heard footsteps walking towards where I was and acted as if I was putting on my shoes, when I was really struggling. I saw that it was Jason and he saw me attempting to put my shoes on.
"You do know that those are mine, right?" He raised an eyebrow. I gave him a confused look and looked down at the shoes.
"Oh, there are yours. My bad," I said in embarrassment. I began getting up to get my shoes but, Jason offered to get them for me. He gave them to me and I gave his back in return. "You know, you don't have to come with me. I could call one of my friends to go with me." Jason was a busy guy and it made me feel sort of guilty for taking him away from his work.
"Absolutely not {Y/N}. The boys are acting as if it's the end of the world. They'll be fine. As for you, the love of my entire life, you could drop the baby at any moment and I'm not risking not being there. Now, let's go, yeah?"
We went into Carter's to look for clothes and other baby necessities. This was our first kid and we wanted everything to be perfect for him, even if it meant spending an arm and a leg on the best things. Jason did most of the looking, while I took a load off my feet. He seemed to enjoy running around the store like a mad man. The sales associates was probably getting tired of him at this point. he picked up some baby onesies and asked for my opinion on them.
"They're cute but, don't you think it's a little—"
"A little what? What could it possibly be {Y/N}? Is it ugly? Tell me!" He cut me off, not giving me a chance to finish my sentence.
"N-never mind. I think they're very appropriate for our son." I replied. "We almost done here?"
"No." He walked away from me and began looking for more clothing and furniture for the nursery. "Hey babe, what do you think about this crib? Think it's cute?" Jason called to from across the store. I pushed myself up from the seat I was in and waddled my way over to where he was.
"I love this one actually. Please tell me we're getting it." I begged.
"I guess," He said. "Hopefully the little man will like it."
After hour upon hours spent inside Carter's, we finally finished. Jason paid for everything and we went on our way back home.
"I'm starting to think that it's you carrying the baby rather than me." I joked around, lying next to Jason.
"I must be doing one hell of a job then." he chuckled. "You're going to be an amazing mother {Y/N}."
"And you're going to be an amazing father Jason, even though I don't agree with everything you do."
