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TWO CHAPTERS FOR 200K!!!
3rd Person POV
Sophie woke up one morning before Keefe. It was still dark outside, the moon not even being in the sky. The room was weirdly silent, no noise at all coming from through the house. Keefe was sprawled over the bed, limbs laid out as if he were a starfish. Sophie was left with a sliver of the bed, though his fingers did lay on her stomach all night as if he was protecting the baby. She slowly sat up in the bed, but felt striking pain hit her gut. She immediately winced, having to reach for Keefe's arm to make sure she didn't fall off the bed.
"Soph?" Keefe mumbled, sleeping. Quickly, she removed her nails from his forearm, turning to her boyfriend in fear she had woken him up. "Sophie..." he muttered. A soft sigh slipped his parted lips and she smiled slightly. She slipped out from under the covers, but another strike of pain hit her gut. She bit her lip to stop a groan from escaping and she let out a slightly panicked breath. But, she stood up, her back arched slightly to make sure her gut was curled to hopefully stop the sharp cramps. Slowly, she let herself ease upwards to pull her soft pajama shirt on. Another spike of pain. She hissed.
"Foster?" Keefe asked. Sophie quickly turned over her shoulder, ignoring the pang of pain which was sent up her uterus and gave a weak smile to her boyfriend. He was leaning on an elbow, rubbing his eyes with his other hand. He was shirtless now, but Sophie had noticed how he had grown frail in the past few days, not eating as much to make sure she was satisfied. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" he asked her, slipping the covers off. Sophie let out a moan of pain, stumbling towards him. Quickly Keefe wrapped his arms around her, making sure she didn't fall.
"Cramps," she mumbled to him. He slowly pulled her up straight again.
"You should lay down-"
"I don't want to lay down," she said to him, pushing away from the bed. It seemed like she had been laying down ever since she found out she was housing a child. She bit down on her lip at her boyfriends tired face. His eyes were sunken, his lips cracked and his skin paler than it had been before this entire child fiasco had started.
"Soph, please," he said to her. "Your cramping-"
Suddenly, another wave of pain hit her body. She winced, crumbling back into Keefe's chest.
"It hurts," she moaned to him. "It all hurts!"
"Alright, love, come here," Keefe told her. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, moving them towards the bed. "It's alright, darling, it's alright," he said, pulling her onto his lap. Sophie wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms doing the same around his neck. Keefe set his head on her shoulder, holding her tight to him. "It's alright," he whispered to her, softly stroking her golden locks.
"I'm alright," she said to herself, but she sniffled. Another wave of pain she reached up, tugging on Keefe's hair to stop a sound from slipping her lips. He wasn't fazed by the tug, only continued to whisper things into her ear. He softly kissed her temple, attempting to calm her down in her pain frenzy, but the cramps were worse than they normally were.
"Breathe," Keefe whispered to her. "Breathing exercises, remember?" he asked her. She pulled away from him, squeezing her stomach muscles tight in attempt to fight off the pain. "Sophie," he said, reaching up to her scrunched face. She concentrated as hard she could stop block out any signs of pain. "Sophie, look at me," he said, reaching up to her eyelids. His thumb softly stroked each of them. "You need to breathe, that's what Elwin said-"
"It's harder than that!" she said in frustration. Keefe gave her a tired nod.
"I can imagine," he said with the smallest smirk. "But if you keep holding your breath like that, I think your head might just burst," he said, his hand going lowar to cup her jaw. Sophie slowly released a stuttering breath as he pulled down her bottom lip with his thumb. "Good girl," he praised. "See, are you feeling better?" he asked her. Sophie slowly opened one eyes, looking at him. She waited for any pain, but none came as her breaths became more regular. She wanted to glare at him for being right, but she was too tired to even give him a smile. "You should really listen to me more about this baby stuff-"
Suddenly, the worst spike of pain she had ever experienced hit her gut. She yelped, quickly wrapped her arms back around Keefe's neck and squeezing. His eyes were blown wide and he reached up to her back, running his fingers down her spine.
"Soph?" he asked her as she stayed quiet. Sophie was back to her original method, holding her breath. "Soph, come on," he said, attempting to pull away.But she kept him in his place, her heels digging into his back. "Doctor's always right-"
"Shut it," she mumbled to him, her words sounding slurred in annoyance.
Slowly, Sophie relaxed as Keefe began tracing shape's on her back.
"Lovely, you are so beautiful," he continued to whisper in her ear. "I love you so so soooooo much," he said, drawing a circle on her night shirt. She mumbled her non-understandable disagreements to him, but he shook his head, seeming to understand anyways. "You are the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes," he told her. "You face, your eyes, you body," he said, drawing a round triangle.
"Keefe," Sophie said quietly, a small smile on her lips as she the side of her head on his shoulder so she faced his neck.
"You are to good for me," he whispered to her, kissing the tendon which connected her neck to her shoulder. "I don't deserve you."
Narrowing her eyebrows at the change in tone, she opened her mouth to say something, But Keefe's kisses on her neck became rougher. He parted his lips over her skin, softly lapping his tongue over her skin.
"I don't deserve you," he said, his voice ragged. Reaching up with the hand which had originally been drawing on her back, he cupped her neck, pushing her tighter against his mouth. "...to good."
"Keefe," Sophie whispered, reaching up to his hair as she pulled her head fromhisshoulde.r He was forced to unlock his lips from her skin. They came off with a pop and Sophie couldn't help but smile at how swollen they were. "We are fine," she told him. "We are unmatched bit fine."
"You are more than fine," he told her. Sophie shifted his lap, reaching over to his chest to point and him and then pointing to herself.
"We are fine, say it."
"You-"
"We, Keefe, we are in this together," she told him. He pouted for a moment.
"Do you want me?" he asked her quietly, hsi eyes not meeting hers. Sophie felt as if she had gone over this with him multiple times, yet her boyfriend continued to doubt his skills.
"Keefe we've gone over this-"
"We heave," he assured her. "But I just want to hear it again," he told her. "I need to hear it again."
Sophie sighed, leaning forward to press her lips to his. His eyes fluttered closed and he slowly leaned back on the bed.
"You are wanted," she told him. "You are wanted by me and everyone else in this house."
"But-"
"Don't listen to what Grady says to you, he loves you just as much as I do."
"I highly doubt that."
Sophie softly smiled at him.
"Can we go back to bed now?" she asked him. Keefe raised an eyebrow at her, reaching his arms behind his head to have his face propped up a bit more.
"Now you want to sleep?" he asked her. "I'm awake and ready to go another round," he said with a smirk, softly bucking up at her hips. Sophie's eyes widened and a blush came to her cheeks.
"Our child needs to come out before we can start over again," Sophie told him, pressing the pad of her finger against his nose and rolling off his hips. But, Keefe quickly wrapped his arms around her back, rolling with her so he was on top this time.
"We'll be starting over forever than," he told her with a grin.
"Protection," Sophie told him with a smirk. Rolling his eyes, Keefe, gave one more role of his hips before getting off her. Sophie sighed, shaking her head at her boyfriend before getting back into a sleeping position. Keefe threw the blankets back over his girlfriend, climbing in behind her.
"Protection," Keefe muttered, rolling his eyes.
They both fell back asleep.