✰ Ashland's POV: ✰
Today's the day. The very day where either it'll go incredibly great, or incredibly terrible. Here's to hoping it's the first one more than the latter. At this point, I'm just crossing both my fingers and toes.
Kasey's mom finished the box surprise thing and I've got to say, I'm kinda jealous. It makes me wish I was the one receiving the news and box rather than J. Haha, oops. It's true though! Her mom is so talented, I cannot wait to see his reaction. It'll be a good one, hopefully. If I just keep telling myself that he'll like it, maybe it'll help with my anxiety about it all.
Since he was at the studio getting a few things done, that gave me more than enough time to prepare everything else that I'm wanting to do. Which it isn't a whole hell of a lot, but just some extra things here and there. Right now, my panic meter is down low, but I'm willing to bet once J walks through that door, it'll rise up rather quickly. It happens to the best of us though, I'll admit that.
While getting the house tided up, my playlist that was blaring on YouTube began playing "Landslide" by Fleetwood Mac. Now it's a mystery as to what it was that made me start bawling my eyes out like a baby. Was it the melody? The lyrics? Gosh, you really can't be so sure, but it definitely pulled at my heartstrings quite a bit.
Once finished with the cleaning and everything, I lit an incense candle, inhaling the calming scent. It put me at ease. Using and burning incense candles definitely changed me and my life for the better. There's just something about the aroma of the stick, ahh it just has this hold on me to keep me steady.
"I can sense that you are the culprit as to why my house is all stuffed up with that incense smell. What on God's given earth is the name of that scent?" Jon asked, scaring the absolute piss out of me- literally.
"You are a damn jerk! I almost pissed myself because of you. You scared my urine and life out of me. Don't you ever do that again," I pouted, not being able to contain my laughter. "But anyway, yes. I'm burning an incense candle and you cannot stop me. Happy girl, happy world, something like that, right? Haha, you know I'm just playing with ya."
Jon nodded his head and leaned against one of the freshly cleaned countertops in the kitchen while mouthing the words to the song that was playing on my playlist. Thankfully, it was an upbeat song this go around. It was "Hell On A Highway" by Justin Moore. It's been a while since it's played on my playlist. Not complaining though.
"So, what made you decide to clean up around the house, gorgeous? Got any kind of special company coming over or anything? Do you need any help with anything at all?" He asked, making conversation with me.
I just shrugged my shoulders and titled my head side to side, indicating my answer was a "yes, but at the same time, no, because this was all supposed to be a surprise for you" kind of thing.
"Nah, no company. Just thought I'd clean up to make the house look better. And I maybe have a surprise for you.." I admitted to him, biting down hard on my lip.
"A surprise, huh? Well ain't that something? What is it? Can I have it now? Please?! Please?!" Jon practically begged me.
"Well, I don't know.. I'm a bit nervous for you to receive it, because what if you hate it..?" I hung my head down, one sneaky tear colliding onto my cheek. My index finger quickly wiped it away.
Jon then wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing the top of my head, in which it made me feel safe and sound, like I always do when I'm with him.
"Look at me, Ashy cash, it doesn't matter about how extravagant or low the gift slash surprise may be, I'll love it always. You know why? 'Cause it's from you. And it's the thought that counts. It's always been that way. Now, show it to me! I'm impatient," He chuckled softly, kissing my cheek, lightly pulling away from our embrace.
My lips pursed together, I breathed in and out of my nose repeatedly to get my nerves under control. The surprise box that had a thin, black colored ribbon tied up into a cute bow, was picked by me, of course. I looked up at the ceiling, sending a silent prayer to God, and slowly handed Jon the box.
Once it was in his hands, my anxiety was through the roof, it almost felt like I was going to throw up. And no, it wasn't because of my pregnancy. I genuinely was so nervous to the point that it definitely could make me throw up. Here's to hoping my prayer gets answered, to some degree.
"You sure I can open it right now? It seems all nice and pretty-ified. It's cute and small, what's in there? No wait, lemme guess! It's a new duck call, isn't it?"
I giggled, "Just open it. It's a lot more than you might think. It's kinda hard to explain, so just open it up..."
Jon noticed my nervousness so he set the box down on the countertop as we both were still in the kitchen and lifted my chin up, gazing deep into my eyes.
"Don't be nervous. Again, it's the thought that counts. Please let me finish opening the box. Please, baby girl?" He asked, pouting at me just so I could say yes, in which I nodded my head like crazy.
J knows that as long as he flashes me them amazing blue eyes of his and pouts at me, I'll say yes to anything he says. But he does the same to and for me, so no complaints coming from me at all.
Jon then grabbed the box and undid the ribbon rather quickly, lifting up the top part off of it. This was it- this was the moment of truth. I'm close to tears, and I'm not sure if it'll be in a good way or a bad way, ha. It's freaking me out. What if it's a negative reaction from him?
After taking the top of the box off, he set it on the countertop that he was standing in front of, and I already had my phone recording the reaction secretly.
The first thing he dove straight into was the confetti that was on top of the contents. After J put the confetti right beside the lid, the first thing he picked up was the pregnancy test. Well, isn't that just interesting. He picked up the stick I peed on.
"No fucking way, you've got to be kidding me! Is this legit?!" Jon asked, tears pouring down his face, his smile as big as could be.
I nodded my head and laughed through my tears, "Yes, Jonny boy, it's true. You're goin' to be a daddy. But continue to look through the box. There's more to it. Look at the onesies!"
Jon agreed to do so, and unfolded both the onesies, reading the words on them out loud, "Daddy's future hunting partners... Holy shit, partners?! There's more than one? You're joking for real.. I'm gonna be a daddy to two perfect babies?"
"Yes, honey. It's real.. Come, feel my stomach. Two babies, rather than one. I hope you wanted a big family," I whispered softly in his ear, kissing it gently.
After reading the onesies, he grabbed the sonogram picture and just broke down crying like crazy. His ass collapsed down onto the floor, and kept crying more and more. It only made me cry even more because of his reaction.
"Baby, stop crying! My hormones have been all kinds of fucked up, meaning it'll only make me start crying even worse than you are right now, and neither of us want that," I giggled, engulfing Jon into the biggest hug ever.
"So, we're literally having two babies? Like this is legit? This isn't a prank, is it?" He laughed, wiping his tears away from his eyes and face.
"No, baby, this isn't a prank. I wouldn't fuck with your emotions badly like that! Now then, please stop cryin'. You're making me cry even worse than before," I laughed as well, hugging him tightly.
"Are they boys? Girls? When do you find that out? In fact, when did you find out you were pregnant? So this is real life?"
I couldn't even answer the question, honestly, so the only thing I could somehow muster up was a simple and small "I'll explain later", keeping an extra tight grip onto J.
"I'm so ready for this chapter of our lives. Me, you, Dolly, Whitley, and two babies? We've got it made in life. Now I'm not promising a beautiful and blissful relationship, because no one and nothing is perfect by any means, but we will get through anything and everything that happens to either of us. Hell, we have two babies on the way, things are goin' to be pretty incredible from here on out, at least that's what I'm hoping for. But you can never be so sure, we just leave every last thing in God's hands, 'cause at the end of the day, He's the only one who knows what happens in life. I'm just giving you the reassurance you never received in your past relationships.." Jon admitted to me softly, still calming down from his crying slash excitement high.
Honestly, the announcement couldn't have gone any better! I'm just so glad that the reaction didn't go down how my overthinking mind made it out to be. Worst case scenario would've been that he would have opened up the box, saw everything, been shocked- in a bad way, get mad, break things off between us two, thus leaving me alone with two babies, with absolutely nowhere in hell to go.
The reason why I thought the bad things that I did about the announcement thing was because even though there's not a real specific "right time" to have a baby, it just seems like way too soon, considering we got together in March. Yeah, I really shouldn't sweat that, but we just went exclusive and started dating not that long ago, it just seems so soon for a baby, but of course, our feelings got the best of us both and we did some unholy things. At the end of the day, me and him have each other, and have always had each other's backs since the beginning, there should be no absolute reason why that should or would change.
"Anyways, the box was absolutely stunning and perfect, just like my baby mama. I can't wait to meet my future hunting partners. Damn, that sounds hella amazing to say, low-key. I'm about to be a daddy soon, and that's got me so super excited like you wouldn't believe, baby girl," Jon kept blabbering on and on about anything and everything that could've possibly been on his mind at that point.
✰ Jon's POV: ✰
"Anyways, the box was absolutely stunning and perfect, just like my baby mama. I can't wait to meet my future hunting partners. Damn, that sounds hella amazing to say, low-key. I'm about to be a daddy soon, and that's got me so super excited like you wouldn't believe, baby girl," I continued to talk more and more.
Damn, I really don't ever shut up. It's kind of a shame, if we're being honest. But oh well, I'm just so excited. Holy shit, I'm going to be a father. Never in a million years would I think that me, a twenty nine year old would be a father to twins! That's sick, there's nothing that'll be able to top this amazing news!
"But to answer your previous question, I don't find out the gender until about fourteen weeks or something like that, so you'll be apart of that. Unless you want to do a gender reveal party?" Ashland asked, smiling softly at me.
"Oh my God, a gender reveal would be badass! We could do like me shooting a gun, to go with the hunting thing and it have pink or blue paint, smoke, or whatever come out of a shooting target. Does that sound cool or maybe we should start thinking of other ideas. Oh, and don't forget about the names! Names are key, as well! I want to talk baby names now! Pretty please, Ashy cash?" I begged, poking out my bottom lip.
"Okay, okay! Jon, you're already warming up to the idea of being a daddy. That makes me feel better about my nerves that were present when I found out I was pregnant. Our babies and me are so lucky and blessed beyond measure to have you in our lives. Look, now I haven't felt movement yet, but you can still feel my stomach. I'm growing a baby bump as the days pass on by. That's why I've been wearing your clothes a lot more lately. Had to hide the growing bump, I didn't want to ruin your surprise," Ash giggled, rushing into the living room to I assume, grab her laptop to look at baby names.
"My three babies. I've got a smokin' hot girlfriend and two beautiful babies on the way. Well, they'll definitely be beautiful if they look anything like their mama, let's say that," I chuckled, teasing Ashland like I always do. "Whatcha doin' with that laptop?"
"Coming to smack you upside the head with it if you don't act right," She joked, kissing my left cheek, my nose, then my right cheek.
"Oh, ha ha. You think you're funny, aren't you? You think you're the best thing since sliced bread now that you're pregnant, don'tcha?" I laughed, taking a seat right beside her on the bar that's in the kitchen, her laptop lighting up, asking her to insert her password to unlock the computer.
After her slender, soft fingers hastily typed her password, she opened up a web browser, typing up baby name websites. Ashland dragged her cursor to the first site that had popped up. 'Nameberry'. It seemed like a trusty website, but hey how would either of us know? We aren't experienced with babies, names, or anything like that.
"Baby, do you wanna look at boy names or girl names first? Are there any name ideas inside of your mind for your future sons and daughters when you were growing up or was that just a me thing..? If that makes sense, ha," Ash snickered, scrolling through the top 100 list of boy and girl names.
"No, no, we won't discuss those names. My future baby names when I was a child were not the brightest choices in the world, by any means. Pretty rough, if I'm being honest with ya," I too laughed, shaking my head while she kept scrolling through the list of names.
"Wait, wait! This name is so cute if one of the babies were to be a girl; Ariana, Ari and Aria for short. Yay or nay? Again, this isn't like set in stone names, these are just some that we will do a trial run with. Have to make sure it's good enough to roll off the tongue just right when they are getting in trouble with their full name, or what have you. Does that even make sense? I'm so sorry, my nerves was so shot earlier when you were opening the box that I just-" Hearing all that Ashland was saying and everything, I didn't want her to be stressing or anything bad like that, so to kindly shut her up, I grabbed her face, kissing her deeply while catching her off guard.
"Now then, with that action just happening, what was it that we were doin' that wasn't stressing?" I asked, mumbling all of that in her ear.
She stuttered some words to the point that I couldn't quite make out what she had said, but then she squirmed around on the chair she was sitting in. Damn, she's adorable as hell. Not like I'd admit that to her or anything..
"I- okay, let's just keep looking at names. I won't stress as much anymore. I'm so sorry, J..." Ashland apologized to me while clicking off of the name site.
"It's okay, gorgeous. Say, whatcha say we head out and get some food? I don't know about you, but I'm freakin' starving my tail off right now. Is there anything you're specifically craving by any chance?"
Ashland pondered for about a minute or two until she nodded slightly to give me some sort of answer, "You know what, cowboy? I've been craving this really nice place that's out here. You may have heard of this restaurant.. It's called The River House. Can we go, pretty please?! For me and our babies?" She then pouted.
"Alright, alright, Mama. I guess I can't tell you no. Definitely not now that you're carrying my two kiddos. You go get dressed and ready, I'll be waiting down here for you. Unless you think I need to change?" I asked awkwardly, a soft laugh coming from me.
"Well, maybe you can get cleaned up. You were working hard all day at the studio, so perhaps you can come shower with me?" Ash suggested seductively.
Welp, one thing's for certain; she's definitely got the hormones strongly with this pregnancy. We might be going out to dinner later than planned. Besides, my hands have minds of their own, we will end up spending like an extra hour-ish in the shower at this rate... Uh oh...
What on earth have I gotten myself into? And most importantly, how on earth am I supposed to keep up with her if she gets to be this way the whole 9 months or however long it is? This is going to be one hell of a ride- but that could be a pretty damn good thing, *wink wink*. Not like I'd be complaining or anything like that.
I accepted her offer, so with that known, we both headed into the bedroom, then into the master bathroom, getting prepared for our steamy shower- literally. Is it bad to say I look forward to shower time with Ashland because I know what it's gonna lead to? Or is my mind just too far deep in the gutter? Either way, I'll look forward to it all the time. It's never a dull moment with that girl.
~ I'm so sorry for the lack of activity, i've been busy in and out this past week as im writing this. last Tuesday, (the 28th of December) i had to travel out of town to go see Jon for the last time (in 2021 ofc!) and i got to hug him (and overall meet him) again, so honestly i'm thankful that i did end up going, because i didn't think i'd get to. 😭🥲 i'm beyond blessed i did. anyway, that's probably enough of me being emo (don't worry, i'll prob still talk about it 😂🤦🏼♀️)
~ but anyway AHHHH ASHLAND ANNOUNCED THE PREGNANCY TO JON!!!😍😍😭😍 i'm not going to lie, i cried when writing it. I thought the future hunting partners thing would be cute, because as pretty much everyone knows, Jon hunts all kinds of animals and everything, so it just seemed fitting. 😛 now as for the gender reveal stuff, ummm that chapter will come probably sooner rather than later only because i don't want to stretch out her pregnancy forEVER like i did with Julia in Forever Girl...😂 but hey, we'll see what happens!
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