4 days later
Y/N's POV
"Why are you here Went?" I ask, finally reaching the street Wentworth told me he was parked up on. "I've come to take you home sweetheart." Went smiles and I roll my eyes. "Are you forgetting your fiancé is pregnant?" I snap and Wentworth looks to me frowning.
"Are you forgetting she's got fertility problems. She miscarried this morning." Wentworth speaks sadly and I stay quiet.
(A/N: I know a miscarriage is a cliché but fun fact: 50% of pregnancies end in miscarriages.)
Exploiting the moment I hug Went and he hugs me back sighing sadly. "Just come home, I miss you." He whispers and I nod. "I'll get my aunt to drop Jack and I." I speak and Went groans. "You come in my car, ask your aunt to drop him." He whines and I give in.
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"I don't feel like going home yet." Wentworth speaks and I agree with him. I know exactly what he's insinuating as we pass our hotel. It's been 5 days since we've had sex, 5 long, frustrating, painful and emotional days.
"Mr Miller, Ms Y/L/N, long time no see." The receptionist David smiles handing Wentworth the keys and I smile. Unable to stick around because of Went's pull on my hand to our room.
"Undress." Wentworth mumbles, pulling his clothes off his own body as he slams the door shut. "Are you sure, we should?" I ask, knowing that this could be an emotional time for Wentworth but he shakes his head. "Don't act like you're not relieved." He sighs and I remain quiet.
Unbuttoning my clothes in silence, Wentworth peels the duvet off the bed. "Balcony." He instructs and I walk out with him, unsure wether or not I should say anything.
Standing behind me, Wentworth wraps the duvet around our bodies, the cold air bouncing on the skin that isn't covered. Both of us look out at the darkening sky as Went pushes his length inside of me, from the behind.
"Don't leave, again." Wentworth whispers as he thrusts in and out of me, his lips pecking both of my shoulder blades. "Please." He whispers, a single tear drop splashing onto my back, and I exhale sadly. "I'm sorry." I speak, on the verge of tears and Wentworth stops.
"Don't leave." Wentworth cries and I do too. "I was heart broken. I couldn't stay." I cry back and he shakes his head. "That baby, it should've been yours, you could've brought it into this world." Wentworth says and I frown.
"It's okay." I hush him, wiping his tears and he shakes his head. "Sorry, I don't know why I just did that." Wentworth coughs, trying to act normal and I carry on hugging his naked body.
"Let's not plague this space with bad memories okay?" I smile and Wentworth does to. Dropping the duvet to the floor and laying my body down onto the bed. I admire him, as Went climbs over my body, his hands holding my sides.
"We can have sex until my birthday, you wanted that." I smile, gesturing to the time. 11:36pm, 24 minutes until my birthday. "I don't care about the sex, I care about you. Sex is an added bonus." Went smirks, flicking my nipples with his fingers.
"Well then, use your bonus." I laugh and he does too. "We're staying here tonight. Your dad's on a job he'll be back late, the birthdays cancelled since Emma-"
"Perfect." I interrupt him before any emotions get the best of Went and he smiles.
The next day
"Happy birthday darling." I smile as Wentworth pecks my face repeatedly. "Stop." I start to laugh finally opening my eyes but he carries on. "You look so good right now." Went almost growls and I start to squeal in laughter. "One kiss." He asks of me and I shake my head pushing his face away.
"Why not?" He groans and I stand up, holding the bed for support. "Unlike my already destroyed legs, my mouth needs to function properly today." I smile and Went chuckles loudly.
"I wasn't even that rough last night Y/N." Wentworth smirks and I gasp shocked. "I'm the one who can't walk, on my birthday." I laugh.
Wentworth starts to slowly approach me and my breath hitches in my throat. I really need to stop doing that.
"Not even one?" He raises his eyebrows and my already broken legs turn jelly. "Stop doing that." I mumble watching him carefully but he only smirks. "Doing what?" He winks and I roll my eyes. "You know exactly what you're doing." I whisper as he winks at me.
"It's 1 in the afternoon, we should really leave now. My phone is dead as well." I speak ignoring Wentworth's teasing glances as I pull his shirt over my body after showering and he rolls his eyes. "We might as well spend the whole day here then." He says and I smile at him.
"As tempting as it may be, your fiancé and my boyfriend is waiting for me." I pull Went closer to me by the collar and he groans. "I hate this." He sighs and I mirror his sad expression.
"I do too." I smile sadly pecking him on the lips as his hand snakes around my stomach, both of us walking to the reception. "Ms Y/L/N, happy birthday." David the receptionist smiles and I do too. "Thank you David." I express my gratitude as I take the box of chocolates from him.
"I think we're their only customers." I whisper as Went and I sit in the car and he starts to laugh. "Best not put them out of business then." He laughs and I do too.
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"So you never really told me what you wanted for your big day." Wentworth smiles as he pulls the car up the driveway and I smile, my fingers fidgeting with the hem of his shirt that I'm wearing.
"Y/N?" He asks as he watches me, a shy and quiet mess for the last minute. "I want you." I smile at him, unable to look at him and Wentworth starts to laugh. "You'll get me okay, I can promise you that!" He smirks, and I can't help but pull him towards me.
"Promise." I whisper and Went nods his head. "I promise sweetheart." He laughs and then I attach my lips to his.
"Good, because I was getting scared." I sigh laughing as we start to walk up to the front door. "For what it's worth, it was fucking sexy." He laughs and I do too. "Shut up." I push his chest as the house keys jingle in his trousers pocket and he rolls his eyes.
"Shut up? Really? You should've heard yourself last night." Wentworth teases and I giggle. "I thought we agreed not to mention sex when we're out of the room." I laugh and Went smirks. "Can you stop doing that, oh my god!" I laugh frustrated and Wentworth pulls me closer by the waist.
"What was that thing you used to do when you were younger?" He asks and I instantly grasp onto what he's talking about. "Just once?" I ask and he laughs nodding. "Ya that, just once." Wentworth repeats in air quotes. Both of us bursting out laughing.
"Are you going to kiss me, or just keep staring at my neck?" I roll my eyes as does Went. "What's this whole naughty girl persona of yours Y/N? I thought we were leaving that for bed." Wentworth jokes and I hit him. "Kinky." Wentworth laughs and I do too.
"If I kiss you, there's only two ways this is going to end. Like last night, again. Or like last night." Wentworth says and I think for a while. "We have to be quiet though." I smirk as does Went.
"It's you, you should be worrying about." We both laugh and I start to unbutton his shirt. "I'll try, it's not like it's my fault. I mean come on." I smirk seductively, dropping my hand down Wents trousers and into his boxers, my other hand unlocking the front door in a struggle.
In a daze, I push the front door open as Wentworth repeatedly pecks me on the lips, his hands pushing me close into his chest as he undresses me.
"SURPRISE!" Hundreds of voices yell and my eyes widen in shock. There's gasps of shock followed by a sudden awkward silence, disbelief and horror masking everyone's face, mine especially. I pull my lips away from Wentworth's slowly and scared.
Please, please god don't make dad be here. I pray in my head as I scan the crowd carefully.
To be continued
A/N
LOOOOOOOL BET YOU WERE'NT EXPECTING THAT!
The way I imagined it in my head is much better than written, a scene like that can only been seen not wrote.