:im on a roll tonight…you guys will love me for this one…I hope:
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Mu woke up, allowing his eyes to travel over to the clock on the night stand. 10:04.
"Ugh, where did the night go?" He muttered to himself as he made to move out of bed, but something, or someone, to be more precise, was preventing him form doing so.
Murrue was curled up next to him, her head resting in the crook of his neck. It had been almost 9 months since they got the tests back. 9 months since he found out he was going to be a father. He didn't want to get up and disturb her. She needed the rest. So instead of getting out of bed he resorted to just staring at her beauty. He moved a piece of hair out of her face, causing her to stir. He froze on the spot as she shifted around slightly. She then opened those eyes of hers, the same eyes that had captivated him so long ago. "Good morning," She whispered before snuggling closer to him.
"Sorry if I woke you," He answered back as he allowed his hand to run up and down her back soothingly.
"It's alright, it's probably late anyway, and we have guests coming soon, remember?" He felt her breath tickling his skin as she spoke, causing him to smile.
"How could I forget?"
"We should get up," She poked her head out form under the covers to look up at him.
"5 more minutes," He whined.
"Come on," She lifted herself up slowly, him eventually trailing behind.
Murrue made her way to the bathroom on the other side of their bedroom for a shower while Mu went down the stairs to the kitchen to make some coffee for himself and Murrue. Once he had the coffee going he trotted out the front door and down the driveway to get the paper. He stopped once he had the paper in his hand, absorbed in the feel of the warm April breeze blowing through his hair. He stood there or a few minutes, just staring down the road at the mountain range set securely in the distance. He then walked slowly up the driveway and back through the front door he had left opened. He stopped in the foyer by the kitchen to read an article about the government finally fixing the sinkhole that was growing down the street, finally.
"They've been saying the same thing for how many months now and they still havn't done a thing about it," He muttered to himself quietly as he lazily made his way to the kitchen.
"Havn't done a thing about what?" A voice called from one of the chairs in the kitchen causing him to jump.
"Well that was quick," He started as he carelessly threw the newspaper onto the table.
"You were standing out there staring for longer than you thought, apparently," She smiled up at him.
"Eh, it wasn't that long was it?" Nice wardrobe by the way," Mu gestured to Murrue who was in a rope with her hair draped over her shoulder dripping wet. He turned the tables completely in his favor favor.
"I…couldn't decide what to wear," She stated matter-of-factly while hiding a blush.
"So you decided no clothes were better?" Mu joked with a laugh.
Murrue gave him a stern look and then directed her gaze back to her cup of coffee.
Mu laughed again as he walked over to where she was sitting and wrapped her arms around her from behind and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"I'll be back,"
"I'm going with you," She responded as she got up. "I have to get dressed sometime."
"I guess so," She smiled as she wrapped and arm around her shoulders.
Mu dropped Murrue off on their bed to ponder on her outfit while he jumped in the shower. It wasn't even 5 minutes before he emerged again with pants, socks, and no shirt on, still dripping as the steam poured out of the bathroom, causing droplets of mist to form on his muscular upper body.
"And you said I was fast," Murrue smiled as her eyes lit up when he gave her a look.
She got up and changed into a rose colored skirt that she had finally decided on wearing with a matching blouse sized for her "condition" while he groped around for a shirt on his half of the dresser. Once they were both done they sat down on the edge of the bed together.
"How do you feel?" Mu asked as he looked Murrue over.
"Fine I guess," Murrue responded slowly. "Why?"
"You look…tired,"
"Naturally," She said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"So, should we go get ready for out honored guests?" Mu asked, ready to get up.
"Yes, I guess we should. We wouldn't want them going hungry on us now would- GAH!" Murrue stopped short and grasped Mu's arm hard enough to turn both their knuckles white.
"Wh- what's wrong?" MURRUE!" Mu tried to get out and answer, but once realization hit him, he didn't need one. He put two and two together and got this.
Murrue was having her baby.
In an instant Mu grabbed Murrue, flew down the steps and even scribbled a note and stuck it to the door for their guests. After that they were both speeding towards the hospital and into the ER. Once they were there, Murrue went into labor and found relief in squeezing the circulation out of Mu's hand.
"Mu, it hurts!"
"I know, I know, just hold on,"
"How can I hold on when it feels like someone just shoved a pole through my stomach!" She was pissed.
Mu looked out the windows of the room they were in, their guests were there waiting. Before Mu got any further with his thoughts, he heard a loud wail and felt his hand being crushed again. It was time. All through out the procedure he made sure to wipe the sweat from her face. When the doctor said "once more" he stopped breathing. He then heard the wail of a baby. The nurse turned to them and said,
"It's a boy,"
While the baby was being cleaned Mu put his head down on Murrue's arm and let silent tears of joy slide down his cheeks as Murrue did the same. Except her cries came out in gasps and sobs from all of the pain and pushing they were making her do. One of the nurses placed the baby in Murrue's arms and congratulated the young couple. Murrue looked up at Mu lovingly.
"Joey," Murrue spoke softly.
"Huh?" She had clearly lost Mu.
"Joseph, that's what I want to name him" Murrue cleared his confusion in an instant.
"Perfect," He whispered back, giving her a full kiss on the lips.
The doctor let her go early, only a day after Joseph was born, he had just recommended she stay in bed, which was exactly what she wasn't doing. The baby kept the two up all night, and even though he objected to her being the one to care for him, she wouldn't let him.
It was now 10:04 and Mu found himself staring down at Murrue and all her beauty again, thankful that little Joseph was finally asleep in his crib. He went to move a stray hair out of her eyes, but then froze, not wanting to wake her from there well deserved sleep like he had done the last time. She'd only gotten to sleep about 3 hours prior, so he really didn't want to t disturb her.
"Don't bother, I'm already awake," She mumbled from eh underneath the covers. She popped her head out to look at him.
"You should've let me do it," He said tauntingly as he moved the lock of hair out of his face that he had his eye on before.
"It's alright," She whispered quietly.
He leaned down to kiss her softly on the lips.
"We're finally a family, hm?" he whispered into her mouth before they pulled apart.
"Yes, it would seem so, finally," She agreed.
"I love you, Murrue,"
"I love you more,"
The moment would have been perfect if not for Joseph's loud ear splitting cry erupting throughout heir bedroom.
"Oh no ya' don't," Mu swung out of bed and gave her one of his famous boyish grins before making his way over to Joseph's crib.
Maybe he would be a good father…then again…it may take some work.
:I've had this idea for a while now, it's just…my lack of creativity and laziness prevented me from writing it…and about Murrue's little uncharacteristic mood swings in there…you'd be pissed too xD
