Sitting in the bean bag like this isn't exactly comfortable, but she's in his lap, in his arms, and she loves it. She has to crane her neck in order to look at him and she knows she shouldn't sit like this for too long but she can't help the happiness she feels as his lips keep coming back onto hers for the kisses they keep stealing from each other.
"Mm, you mind playing that guitar again?" he asks and she smiles.
"Why? You gonna sing?" she teases him and he chuckles.
"Maybe, we can sing for peanut together," he suggests and she bites her lip before she kisses him again.
They found out about the pregnancy only a few days ago and he's already made sure to clean out one of the rooms in order to let them start planning on how the nursery will look like. That's what made them come in this room in the first place. He'd placed out the bean bag and the vase with flowers and the guitar before he showed her. She guesses he found her guitar in their closet and immediately figured it would fit in the nursery.
"Only if you give me more space, I'll have so many cramps otherwise," she eventually agrees, kissing him before he can answer.
"Of course," he says and they rearrange themselves so she can still sit in his lap but much more comfortable and with the guitar in her lap.
Without much more talking they start humming, playing and singing softly together as they cuddle with each other. Both daydreaming about the future.
The end