Fluffy fanfic! (I do a lot of these)
A bit cheesy but never mind XDDD
Pairings: HoraceXEvanlyn
The Fluffy Fanfic I can't think of a title for...
Horace lay contentedly on his back, his arm wrapped around his wife's waist.
It had been several months since the wedding and Horace was enjoying married life.
He looked at his wife with a smile on his face.
Her blonde hair, tousled slightly fell around her face, her lips slightly parted as she slept, Horace grinned and carefully sank back down under the covers.
Apparently not carefully enough.
'Wha..?' mumbled Evanlyn blearily as she was startled out of sleep.
Horace gently kissed her, 'Nothing, you can go back to sleep.'
Evanlyn slowly shook her head.
'Is something the matter?' asked Horace, staring at his wife, she had a strange expression on her face.
'Not really,' she said slowly, 'I just feel a little strange.'
Horace was immediately the attentive husband, 'Are you ill? Shall I fetch someone? Can I get something for you?'
'As a matter of fact I...' a hand flew to Evanlyn's mouth and she quickly leaped out of bed and hurried into the bathroom, a few moments later there was the sound of someone being sick, noisily.
Horace quickly followed her, his expression anxious.
His wife was a little green in the face and looked a pale, 'Are you alright?'
She shook her head.
Horace came to a quick decision, 'I'll go fetch someone.'
The young warrior paced anxiously up and down the corridor.
'Relax, she'll be fine,' sighed Will looking at his friend, he was worried about Evanlyn too but it couldn't be anything that serious, 'Sit down and try to eat something.'
Horace sat down for about five seconds before leaping back up to his feet and resuming his ceaseless pacing.
Will shrugged inwardly and gave up.
Both men looked up as the door leading to Evanlyn and Horace's apartments' creaked open, Alyss poked her head around the door, 'You can see her now Horace,' she said with a slight smile.
'Is she alright?' gabled Horace, 'Is she ill? Will she...'
Alyss raised her hand, 'Why don't you go ask her yourself?'
Horace nodded and all but ran through the door, almost knocking a servant who had been seeing to Evanlyn flat.
Evanlyn was sat on a chair, looking a lot better than she had before, she smiled as Horace entered the room.
'Are you feeling better now?' asked the warrior gently taking one of her hands.
She smiled, 'I'm fine Horace.'
'You had me worried.'
'I'm sorry about that,' Evanlyn paused for a moment she seemed about to say something but shut her mouth and was silent, staring intently at her husband.
'Horace,' she said suddenly, 'Have you ever thought of having a family?'
Horace frowned slightly before realisation dawned on his face and his eyes widened slightly, 'You mean, us having children?' he said unsurely.
Evanlyn grinned, 'Of course.'
'Urrmm...I don't know.'
Evanlyn's face fell.
Horace smiled suddenly, 'I think I'd quite like to be a father,' he refrained from mentioning the idea was also a little scary, he only had vague memories of his father and how they should act, he didn't want to mess up raising his child.
'Good,' said his wife then let out a soft laugh.
A slight suspicion was growing in Horace's mind, 'Wait, your not...'
Evanlyn stood up and clasped both of her husband's hands in hers, her face glowing, 'Horace I'm pregnant.'
It took a few moments before the word's became meaningful, his eyes widened and jaw dropped, he opened and shut his mouth for several moments before managing to say, 'Pregnant?'
'Your going to be a father,' she laughed and kissed him, 'Isn't it wonderful?'
Horace was silent, looking shocked, he was going to be a father?
'What is it?' asked his wife picking up on his disquiet.
'Evanlyn,' blurted Horace, 'What if I mess it up, I've never been a father before, what if I don't do it right? I never knew my father, how should I know how to act?'
Evanlyn was silent for a few moments, thinking.
'Horace,' she said eventually, 'I believe you will make a great father,' Horace opened his mouth and she placed a finger gently against his lips, 'Listen to me, you are kind, gentle, but not overly so, you are courageous and a hero, who wouldn't want you for a father?'
Horace was silent for a few moments before a smile began to spread across his face.
'I'm going to be a father,' he said softly, he laughed and wrapped his wife up in a tight hug.
The stayed like that for a few moments, 'So,' began Evanlyn eventually, 'What are we going to call her?'
'Her?' exclaimed Horace, 'What if she's a he?'
'Well, we'll have to call her something else won't we.'
Horace grinned, 'We have nine months to decide.'
'Plenty of time,' laughed Evanlyn.
'Yes,' said Horace softly, resting his forehead against hers.
The man smiled broadly once more, he was going to be a father!
Told you it was cheesy...:D
