Sorry, but there is no smut in this chapter lmao. This is jut a very cute chapter that I thought I'd publish :) I don't own anything in here. Review? Please?

This is a future fic. Imagine Kendall and Jo are around twenty three, twenty fourish again.

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BEAUTIFUL

It had been three, long months since baby Sarah Isabella Knight had been born.

After a very long and frustrating pregnancy, Jo had birthed her and Kendall's daughter into the world, where she was to forever be the object of affection for both her proud father and loving mother.

Three months of breast feeding, all-nighters, emergency room visits, and anything else that could possibly happen to keep Jo and Kendall anywhere near insane had happened to the small family, but as the three month mark rounded out, things were beginning to calm down.

Jo, Kendall and Sarah were in the kitchen, all having breakfast on a sunny, Saturday morning.

Kendall walked into the kitchen sans shirt, his freshly showered hair damp and limp on the top of his head. Jo sat at the kitchen table, breastfeeding the baby, the dark circles from under her eyes, which had seemed permanent the past few weeks, finally ceasing, and her youthful peach skin tone coming back into play. Jo watched as Kendall effortlessly went to the fridge, droplets of water still on his shining body, looking like something from a book of Greek Gods. Jo's eyes became fixed at the sight of how he ran his hand through his hair as he leaned over to get orange juice from the fridge, the thick black waistband of his boxer briefs exposed from his baggy sweat pants. She saw how his bicep protruded out from his body as his left hand leaned on the left hand door of the fridge, as he hummed melodically to himself, trying to locate the pitcher. Jo couldn't help but study every single fiber of Kendall's appearance the past week or two. She noticed how his lips moved when he brushed his teeth, how many contours he had on his stomach, how many shadows were cast on his shoulder tattoo when he stretched a certain way. Jo had never been so observant of someone before, and never as observant of Kendall before.

She shook her head from her daze, as he made his way over to the table with a smile and the pitcher, as well as two glasses. "Good morning my love," he spoke softly, kissing Jo lightly on the lips before sitting down next to her with a sigh. Jo watched his green eyes shine as they locked on his daughter. She had never seen a more beautiful relationship than the one Kendall had with Sarah. "And good morning to you too my little lovebug," Kendall said with a chuckle, leaning down and kissing the light blonde hair on Sarah's head. Jo and Kendall both chuckled as he sighed, putting the two glasses on the table and going to pour them.

"Thanks, babe," she said softly, as Sarah suckled away on her chest. Jo looked down, a bit tired from being woken up so early from Sarah's cries. It was only now seven, and Jo had been up since five with the baby, only getting to sleep at one last night. She looked down at Sarah's big green eyes, and how they remained hooded as she suckled intently, Kendall handing her a glass of orange juice. Jo took it with one hand, making sure her other hand balanced the baby well enough, drinking it down quite refreshed. Kendall sighed deeply, bringing his own glass from his lips, his eyes locked on what was going down in front of him.

"Does it hurt anymore?" Kendall asked curiously, looking on at the phenomenon quite interested. Jo gave him a confused look, as she helped rearrange Sarah so she was more comfortable at her chest.

"What, breastfeeding? Not really," Jo simply stated, looking down at the beautiful little angel she and Kendall had created.

"Oh, well that's good," Kendall spoke out with a smile. Jo looked up at him and smiled back, getting lost in his green eyes. She was wondering why he wasn't wearing a shirt, even though it was only March and that warm out. She loved the way Kendall's necked arched a bit whenever he talked about something he was really passionate about, whether it was music, his friends, or his family. She loved how smooth the skin was stretched over his defined collarbones, just like it was at his hips. Her eyes dipped down a bit to the faint outline of his hipbones, and then back up to his face quite surprised at herself. She had figured that these sexually obsessed hormones would be very unstable the first month or two after she was pregnant, but they hadn't ceased. Another thing that hadn't ceased…was the baby weight.

Jo had never felt so absolutely hideous in her entire lifetime. Her skin was softer, her hips wider, her breasts saggier, and her tummy a bit looser since having the baby. Jo had figured that right after birthing Sarah that she wouldn't be eating, or sleeping so she'd probably lose more weight…but it wasn't the case at all. Eating potato chips, ice cream, and cupcakes for dinner every night while breast feeding did not make Jo any thinner; just less fit and less healthy.

She felt like a whale half the time, wearing baggy sweatshirts and baggy sweat pants, hoping that if she hid all this extra weight, it would all just go away, but that was never the case. And now here she was, with these sexually raging hormones that wanted nothing more than to strip Kendall of every single piece of clothing on his body with her teeth, and she couldn't bear to even ask him to have sex with her. It had been three months, and it would be perfectly healthy and normal to have sex again, seeing as it had been nearly five months without it. However, Jo felt ashamed of her body, and as much as she wanted Kendall to throw her into the bathroom and have his way with her, she was scared. She was different everywhere, and she didn't want to disappoint him.

"You okay, babe? You're really quiet," Kendall said softly, placing his hand atop of Jo's, sending a string of electricity through her arm. It was weird. While her attraction to Kendall had never faded, lately she felt as if she was sixteen again, and there they were, having their first time on the roof of the Palm Woods. She had never wanted him more.

"Just tired," Jo said softly, her mind getting the best of her as she looked down at her baby girl.

Sarah finally detached from Jo's breast with a small pop, choking up on the milk a bit. Jo sighed, quickly fixing herself so Kendall couldn't see, and bringing the baby against her shoulder to burp her. She threw the towel over her right shoulder, Sarah leaning against it as Jo patted her back, eliciting a few small burps and a bit of spit up from the baby girl. Jo sighed, patting Sarah's back, making sure she was done. The baby girl was definitely ready for a nap, and Jo could tell by how slow her breathing was.

"I think she's ready for a nap. Let me go put her down," Jo said, getting up from the table. Kendall stood up excitedly and smiled at her.

"I'll do it. Why don't you go upstairs and get some rest babe, you've been up since five," he smiled sympathetically at her. Jo couldn't help but smile back at her husband, and how supportive he was being about all of this lately, and she nodded.

"Alright," she said. She slowly gave Kendall the baby, and he held her chuckling, making sure that he could support her, giving her a kiss on the forehead. Sarah snuggled into her father, Jo looking on at the sight absolutely overjoyed. Kendall and Jo made their way up quietly to the nursery, where Kendall gently lowered Sarah into the crib. She colicked a bit once being put down, but Kendall stealthily turned on the mobile above her, and her big green eyes instantly grew wide at the moving cows and stars above, and then slowly began to drift off into sleep. Kendall snuck his arm around Jo's waist, to which she was a bit surprised, and uncomfortable. As much as Jo wanted Kendall to touch her like that, she couldn't help but think what was going through his mind, as if it was so much harder to touch her waist now because she was so wide.

Jo immediately flew from Kendall's grasp and walked out of the baby's room, much to his surprise. He had known that Jo had been a bit off lately with him in particular, but didn't want to say anything to upset her. He knew she was very sensitive, and that her mind had been in eight million different places at once since Sarah was born, but he was starting to get a bit concerned. Another thing that had irked Kendall just a bit, were his advances. He had very vaguely mentioned sex the past week or two, seeing how Jo would respond to it, but she didn't. She didn't get defensive, or upset about it, she just pretended it was never there. Kendall of course wanted to make sure she was ready for such a big step after Sarah was born, but it was perfectly natural and healthy to have sex six weeks after the baby was born, and now, it was almost three months afterwards, and not so much as a really passionate kiss.

Kendall walked into the bedroom where Jo was in the connecting bathroom, the door slightly opened, hearing small sobs coming from it. "Jo?" Kendall asked confused, walking across the carpeted floor to the door.

Jo stood in front of the mirror, tears coming down her face at an insane pace, looking at her shirtless self. She was definitely no longer the tiny little girl that she had been when Kendall married her. She wore a disgusting, plain white nursing bra, her breasts sagged and had gone up at least two cup sizes, her tiny waist no longer was perfectly thin, but a bit of fat laid on her hips, and around it. Jo hated the way that she looked, and she was convinced that Kendall would never find her attractive again.

"Jo?" she heard again, her heart beating fast as in the mirror, she saw Kendall peek his head in the door with a concerned look on his face. Jo whipped around with red, swollen eyes, grabbing her shirt with a shaking hand to cover her body.

"Leave! Get out!" she cried angrily, as Kendall's eyes got wide at her outburst.

"Babe, why are you crying," Kendall asked her softly, not paying attention to her demands. Jo's bottom lip quivered, and she hung her head down, running to the door, and pushing Kendall out of the way.

"Don't look at me," Jo cried out, running out into the bedroom, trying her best to tug on her sweatshirt so Kendall wouldn't be able to see any inch of bare skin. Kendall was more than concerned to say the least.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Kendall asked her upset, walking more into the bedroom where Jo sat on the bed, looking absolutely miserable. She held her stomach with crossed arms, tears leaking down her face, so ashamed of her body which was already totally covered. Kendall sat down next to her, and went to touch her thigh comfortingly, but Jo immediately flinched away, not looking at him. Kendall was now at a point where he was just afraid of what was going on. "Did I—say something to upset you downstairs?" Kendall asked cluelessly, his bare arm slowly easing around Jo's shoulders. Jo hung her head and nodded no, warm tears falling down her face, totally intoxicated by Kendall's scent, and the way he smooth skin felt against her cheek, leaning into him cautiously.

"No," Jo squeaked out, more tears falling out of her eyes. Kendall sighed deeply and looked at Jo with a small frown, tipping her chin up to look him in the bright green eyes.

"What's wrong, beautiful? You're scaring me," he said. Jo's face instantly fell, looking into Kendall's eyes. She couldn't hide from him anymore, it was exhausting and stressful.

"I'm not beautiful, Kendall, I'm anything but," Jo cried through thick sobs, tears falling onto both of their intertwined hands. Kendall's heart dropped at Jo's comment and he looked at her surprised, and upset.

"Why would you ever think that?" Kendall asked softly, pulling Jo closer on the bed, massaging her thigh gently, trying to get her to calm down a bit.

"Cause it's true, Kendall! I'm hideous. I'm fat, and I'm swollen, and I'm not the same anymore, not even close!" Jo burst out in hysterics, as Kendall sighed deeply, kissing her blonde locks sweetly, trying his best to calm her down.

"You are far from hideous, Josephine Knight," Kendall spoke softly into her ear, as she nuzzled even more into his bare chest, his silky skin creating a mish-mosh of emotions in her head. "You are beautiful, and you always will be, I promise," he said sincerely. Jo parted from Kendall, her eyes red and swollen, her cheeks wet as she sniffled and looked at him.

"How can you call all of my extra weight beautiful, Kendall? Look at me! We can't even have sex anymore!" Jo cried out ludicrously, turning away from Kendall ashamed at her words. Kendall's eyes got wide and confused, as if he were figuring something out and his heart instantly dropped down into the pit of his stomach.

"Why would you ever think that, Jo?" Kendall spoke softly, touching her back gently, turning her back around to him. Jo looked up at him miserably and swallowed hard wiping her tears away.

"I—I want to so bad, Kendall. I want to have sex so bad, but I—I can't expect you to want to when I look like this," she added, looking down at herself full of disgust. "I mean look at you! You look even better than before when Sarah was born, and I'm just a fat, ugly, mess and a half and," but Jo couldn't finish, because Kendall instantly leaned in, and kissed her lips, not giving her a chance to even contest as he parted her lips with his tongue, and deeply kissed her, his hands cupping her face and neck as he explored every crevice of her mouth to the best of his ability. He slowly parted from her, and leaned his forehead against Jo's, touching her face gently.

"You are the most beautiful woman in the entire world, babe. And nothing you could do would ever change it," he said, "and believe me, you aren't the only one who wants to have sex," he added with a sly chuckle, leaning in and pecking her lips chastely once more. Jo looked up at Kendall surprised and he smiled like a little boy, tracing the contours of her face gently.

"Really?" she asked, as if she thought he was lying. Kendall nodded and leaned into to her ear, gently blowing in it, and kissing the shell with a smile.

"Sarah's asleep," Kendall whispered in her ear. Jo swallowed hard, very unsure about this, closing her eyes as Kendall nibbled on her earlobe seductively. As much as she wanted this, and as much as she needed this, she was still just so unsure about all her doubts and worries, and what would happen.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I'm not the same, Kendall I—" she babbled on, before receiving a small, tender peck on the lips, Kendall's thumb stroking her cheek gently with a sly, warming smile that made Jo feel amazing inside.

"You're even better, Josephine," Kendall said softly, his hand raising up on h