-SABINA- I Ain't Perfect

[sabina]

cool your beans, my son,
you look a fucking mess

She couldn't really say that she hated being pregnant. Sabina loved parts of it. How random people at the super market stopped and asked her when she was due and how she was doing. The friendly neighbors who insisted that they would be there to help out if she needed anything or if she needed someone to chat and visit with. It was actually pretty nice to be helped out instead of judged about being pregnant at her age. It would have gotten annoying to most people, constantly being reminded that they were pregnant. At first she didn't like it much and found it a bit odd that complete strangers knew about her's and Vesper's situation. Well, they knew about them having a baby, not so much why the were in Ellsworth. You didn't exactly tell people that you were hiding from the media and expect for no one to say something to an online blogger or magazine. But of the few things she didn't like, it was her that her once flat stomach, was everything but that. She had never been self conscious. Not even in high school, even with the anorexia and depression rumors from when she was back in high school, it never bothered her because she was happy with how she looked. Well, unless she was having a bad day. Then it was natural for a person to tear themselves down.

But at the current moment she was okay, that is, until she got bigger that is. It was going to happen, there was nothing she could do that would stop that but still.. for once she was actually being self conscious. It was probably just a phase that most women went through in the early stages of pregnancy. Self loathing, mood swings, craving things she normally would have thought were disgusting. As much as she liked it, she wanted this time period to be over, or at least over. It wasn't the slightest bit enjoyable and she couldn't really complain about it, not unless she wanted to annoy someone with the obvious things. So she wouldn't say anything, keeping to herself and doing some things on her own seemed to be better for them than to constantly be getting into each others business and upsetting the them. She she kept away from commenting on his decisions and what he did, even if it was playful. It was better to stay quiet than to upset him with a joke that was meant to be harmless.

Sabina pulled the loose shirt down over her bump as Vesper entered the room. Not because she didn't want him to see, just that she thought he didn't seem all that comfortable with the pregnancy yet and she didn't want to make him anymore uncomfortable than he already was, showing as much as she did was bad enough, at least she thought so. But maybe she was wrong, maybe they had made a huge turn around after last night, well, early this morning. Or maybe not, playing cool around each other would be fine.. for now at least but they really couldn't really keep that up for another twenty three weeks. She actually wondered if it was selfish to want a pregnancy like those in the movies. Where she glowed and the father could barely take his hands off the baby bump. It was a cute thought, she'd admit that. Though she could barely see it happening between the two of them. They were definitely not the normal, classic couple. It wasn't really their style of a relationship, more of hers.

She took the coffee cup he held out to her only to place it on the side table. For the sake of the baby she figured she needed to cut back on caffeine. That kind of stuff she knew, caffeine, fish and a few other things were what she was supposed to watch out for and that was exactly what she was doing. The thing that surprised her thought was that he was actually home and not out like he usually was. “I didn't expect you to be home, it's a nice surprise though,” she said as she sat up against the head board of the bed.

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tag; vesper.
lyrics; disaster button – snow patrol
notes; meh.. coulda been better..
credit; moi ^^

[mouse]

I’m not perfect but I keep trying,

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‘Cause that’s what I said I would do from the start,

I am not alive if I’m lonely, [/font][/color]
So please don’t leave,
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She didn’t expect him to be home. Why did that simple, short statement make him feel guilty? Because he should be home in the morning – or afternoon- when she woke up. Maybe not right there in bed, he was far too fidgety to sit still and lay in bed until Sabina woke up. He could try, but he’d probably end up waking her by accident. He was working on teaching guitar and piano to kids within town, simply because of the lack of musical instruction available… But really that was on his own schedule and he could easily be around for her. But he wasn’t… Because he was panicking. Sure, after the argument the night before he’d stayed up, writing lyrics while considering how better to treat her. He had to try and be around more for one, less wandering days. He’d help more around the house, he wasn’t a useless lump, but he could do more. Do dishes, and all that jazz. He was stressing her out by leaving her, of that he was sure. He hadn’t known how scared she was, not until last night –this morning- and realized he was probably just making it worse by leaving her alone all the time. Stress wasn’t good for an unborn child, was it? He didn’t know for sure, but he couldn’t imagine it being too great.

He let his gaze follow her as she moved to lean against the headboard, shifting to turn around and face her. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he considered how response. What was he supposed to say to that? ‘Oh sorry, I don’t mean to ditch you every day’. Because that sounded like a great answer… He sat up again, raising a hand to pull his glasses off, finding himself irked by a smudgy fingerprint on the lens. He lowered his eyes to his shirt as he gently cleaned the lens without speaking. He took his time, still mentally trying to figure out what to say. Once he figured he could stall no more he replaced the glasses and leaned back on his palms, smiling slightly. Not a full smile, just a quirk of one side of his lips, not the classic sexy grin he gave the camera, one that he’d give while teasing, embarrassed or flattered. “I’m trying a new approach… Sure, I’m nervous. I’m scared out of my mind, because I don’t have a clue what’s going on. But I figure that trying to be here more can only help that,” He said slowly, keeping his gaze fixed on her face.

He was truthful. He’d done a lot of thinking, meaning he was up until nearly five, just laying there with a notebook while in thought. Thinking about his mother, how she managed alone at his age. Thinking about his behaviour, and how to correct it. Most of all, he was trying to figure out his thoughts on the baby. He still wasn’t sure he was ready… But it wasn’t going to go away because he wasn’t home. So for at least the next five months he’d have to deal with it. He figured he might as well try a little more… Affection? Maybe that wasn’t the right word. Accepting? Well positive in any case. Even if it was just to try and help relax Sabina. “Plus I miss seeing your beautiful face in the morning... Afternoon… Evenings and weekends too.” He added, letting the half smile morph into the beaming grin that was more Victor Monroe, than Vesper. Maybe he was being a suck up, but he figured she could use some compliments… Especially if the movement he’d seen walking in was her looking at the bump. He wanted her to make sure that he really didn’t care how big her belly got. Besides, the words were true too, he did miss seeing her when he was out… But seeing her seemed to just get him all worked up. He’d need to work on that.

“Also. With this new approach of mine, I’m going to need some details… So let’s start with what the doctors said last couple visits, since I missed them. How’s junior coming along?” He asked, cocking a brow slightly, letting his gaze drop to her abdomen. It kind of embarrassed him how little he knew about his own kid’s development. But he figured he could change that in the upcoming weeks. The baby wasn’t going away, so he’d might as well keep up to date with it. “Then you can tell me how your feeling, and what you want to do today.” He continued, despite the nervous twitch in his stomach. He didn’t know why he was feeling all nervous all the sudden, but he kept that hidden behind his smile while he tried to quash it.

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Making every kind of silence takes a lot to realize,
It is worse to finish then to start all over and never let it lie

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And as long as I can feel you holding on,
I won’t fall even if you said I was wrong. [/right]

Cred:Me || Song: Perfect, Hedley || Outfit:NEW ||Tag:Open

[sabina]

cool your beans, my son,
you look a fucking mess

Vesper's whole change in attitude was really surprising her. He seemed genuinely interested on what was going on with her and the baby. It was as if he had epiphany or something of the sort, and she liked it.. Or maybe it was just because of the fight from the early hours in the morning. Well, even if it was just for today, at least she knew he was capable of that sort of thing.. Capable without freaking out in the middle of it of course. She had more faith in him of course to be a great father, he could do anything if he set his mind to it. Then again, she was sure she could too but just like him she was scared, extremely terrified of it. But having Vesper ask about the baby and how she felt at the moment was actually sort of taking off the edge of it all. Mostly because it took her mind off of it and the possibility that she could not be a good mom and that she would ruin this kids life. She taken care of infants before, the only different was that this baby was actually hers and not one that would leave at the end of the night.

“Maybe just being around the baby more will ease you. It's worth a shot and this way the JuneBug will get used to some one elses voice so he or she isn't too freaked out when all of the sudden a man's voice comes into play,” she suggested. Sure, the ears didn't form till next week but that didn't mean the the baby wasn't able to hear things going on outside the womb. Once they had formed then it would be loud enough to actually startle him or her which would result in a swift kick or something of the sort. Wow.. the eighteenth week was going to be a hell of a fun one.. Well, it could only get better from there.. or worse. At least for now she could still see her toes and there was no pain. Her uterus was still in tact, though she wouldn't say that.. there were somethings that she felt Vesper had to know and other things that was possibly just a little too much information that he needed. And part of her.. well most of her knew that it would tweak him out a little bit. This is exactly why she had needed someone who had already been through a child to talk.

Sabina cracked a smile at his compliment, feeling her cheeks burn a bit with a blush. “Well, if you miss my face so much then you should be around just a little bit more. Not that you aren't around or anything.. I miss you though, and I'd love to have you around just a little bit more. At least in the evenings since you're busy in the day. Dinner together a couple times a week wouldn't be bad, at least that way I would be able to see you some before bed,” she said. She hadn't meant in a bad way, though she would like to see him just a bit more and have him get slightly more comfortable with the idea that in twenty two weeks they would be holding their baby. Even that thought scared her a bit but it was sweet in a way.

Sabina wasn't even sure where to start when he asked about how the baby was and the development. She could have just pulled out her journal and just ranted out from there but that would include letting him know that she did have a journal and there were things she'd prefer to keep private and away from curious eyes. Yeah, she trusted him enough that he'd stay out of her personal things but it was better just to keep it hidden and leave it at that. Instead, she would just go off the books she had sitting all over the house, making a mental note to gather all those up later. “Well, you haven't missed anything that major really.. he may or may not have hair by now. Nails on their little fingers. About the size of a baked potato, weighs five ounces and five inches long. At least that's usually the standard size for this week. That's really about it, doesn't get interesting until next week,” she said, not exactly sure if interesting was the right word to use. It was interesting in the sense that there was going to be plenty of activity with the baby and it was going to get more noticeable. Obviously, little hands on her abdomen was kind of noticeable. Anyone ten feet away would be able to see it.

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tag; vesper.
lyrics; disaster button – snow patrol
notes; meh.. coulda been better..
credit; moi ^^

[mouse]

I’m not perfect but I keep trying,

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‘Cause that’s what I said I would do from the start,

I am not alive if I’m lonely, [/font][/color]
So please don’t leave,
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Maybe being around the baby would help, he’d get more accosumed to the fact it was there and- Stop the bus He thought, blinking slowly. The JuneBug? It took him a second to realize that she was talking about the baby. He very nearly burst into laughter, however he held it back. He had a feeling that Sab wouldn’t take his laughter well, and he hardly wanted to tick her off. He was sure that the laughter showed a little in his facial features, though the actual laugh was swallowed before it came out. JuneBug? Was that a nickname? He really couldn’t judge it, this was the guy who named each and every guitar he owned. He was kind of curious where the heck JuneBug had come from though… But he kept his curiosity at bay, “By JuneBug I assume you mean the squirt,” He teased gently, unable to hold back everything. JuneBug. Why was that so funny to him? Maybe because he heard JuneBug and thought of actual june bugs which then made him of those nasty pine beetles with the long antennas… Hardly something that would make him think little baby… He of course chose to keep those facts to himself…

Vesper always loved it when Sabina blushed. She wasn’t exactly a girl with a dark complexion, so it was always really obvious when she blushed and he loved the sight. Plus people that knew her would hardly expect her to blush, not with her attitude. Though her words made a sense of guilt loom in his head. He really hadn’t been around, and it hadn’t been fair to her. “How about I make it for dinner every night? I mean, really it’s the least I can do. Got to get into the whole… Family thing,” He said, feeling his stomach give a flip. Family. They were going to have a family. Why was that thought so weird, so foreign. He’d never been the head of a family before… Sure before his Dad came him, his mother always called him the man of the house, but it was nothing like this. He was going to be a father, Sabina was going to be a mother and they were going to have a child. That was a family, right? He kept his smile though, trying not to let the thoughts get to him. They were going to be fine, and he just had to keep thinking that.

Hair and nails? He blinked, his smile sliding off into a look of surprise. How was that not major? Fingers with nails on them? Already? That seemed rather incredible to him. Baked potato… What an interesting thing to compare it to… Almost made him chuckle. The weird thing in his head though was if the baby was the size of a potato why Sab was as big as she was… Not that he was about to ask her that, he knew better. He supposed there was a reason, something to do with cushioning. And honestly, he didn’t want to know… Really. He’d studied all this in biology like three years before, and hadn’t given much attention to that unit. He hadn’t been thinking he’d have kids until like ten years after the classes… He kind of wished he had been focused on what the teacher had taught. Instead he was virtually useless. “A baked potato? Where’d that come from?” He asked with a slight chuckle, before continuing, “Next week? It grows that fast?” He asked, trying not to seem too surprised. One week and growth was different enough to be interesting? He wasn’t sure what interesting was, but that still seemed really fast.

“What’s ‘interesting’ going to be?” He asked her. Week eighteen was the next week. He might not have been around, or appearing interested… But had been counting weeks. Why wouldn’t he? He had to know when the thing was coming, so he’d kept track… Most of the time. He’d lost track a couple times but always managed to get back on track. Week eighteen was important to him. It marked one of the few things be remembered from the unit in bio. That was the week the ears finished developing… Or something along those lines… Somehow from what Sabina was saying, that didn’t sound too interesting. Well it did, but if nails and fingers and hair weren’t major, the ear couldn’t be interesting… Right?

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Making every kind of silence takes a lot to realize,
It is worse to finish then to start all over and never let it lie

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And as long as I can feel you holding on,
I won’t fall even if you said I was wrong. [/right]

Cred:Me || Song: Perfect, Hedley || Outfit:NEW ||Tag:Open

[sabina]

cool your beans, my son,
you look a fucking mess

Sabina couldn't help but chuckle as he had repeated the baby's nick name. It was meant to be just for her because she was sure that he either wouldn't like it or laugh at the name. Of course she wasn't referring to the little bugs, but of a movie she had seen a couple years ago titled, JuneBug. She hadn't really thought about the actual bug and how the nick name referred to both. “Yeah, yeah. Go ahead and laugh at it. But as temporary name the name will be JuneBug, if you want we could find out if it's a girl or a boy.. But I don't want to know just yet so I just picked something. I thought it was sort of cute,” she said, shrugging her shoulders. She didn't really care if he liked the name or not. At least to her, it was better than calling him or her, it, the baby or anything else that they had called it lately. At least it beat issue and mistake by a long shot. She was so used to calling him or her that, it just sort of stuck and she would could tell it was probably going to be a life long thing.

She smiled at the thought of he or she being a teenager as she playfully teased them with the name and let it slip in front of their friends or dropping them off at school. It'd be cute and it added a little bit more to her excitement to one day be able to do that to her kid. Of course they would probably get annoyed with that but it was part of being a mother was it not? To playfully poke fun at their child to get a moan of annoyance and eye roll or a laugh from them. The thought really made her feel a little bit better about becoming a mother in a couple months. It wasn't going to be easy, she knew that but no body never said that it could potentially be fun as well. There was so many things that could be fun because they had a baby. Birthday parties, getting ready for school plays, first dates, boyfriend or girlfriend dramatics, or any sports events. She wanted to be able to support her child in whatever they did unlike her parents who rarely even given a damn about what she did.

"That sounds great." Having dinner together every night sounded amazing to her. To actually be able to sit down and have some time with him was just as good. They had been so distant lately that she would jump at the chance of compromise to at least do one thing together every evening. It would be nice.. they could catch up on what they had done in their day and start getting used to being a family? She had never really thought about it that specific way. It was always just that they were having a baby, not starting a family. She'd always thought she would be happily married, not yet pregnant and like.. in her late twenties. Obviously things were like they were supposed to be.. though she wasn't really minding it much It was amazing really.. how much her thoughts and opinions on the matter were changed just after one early morning argument and a little bit of compromise. It was a lot better now that they were actually happy, or at least she was happy. She trusted him enough now so that he would tell her the truth about how he felt.

“It could be bigger or smaller.. just what they say in here,” she said as she closed the book and put it back on the side table. “Anything you want to know is right in here,” she told him. Sabina nodded about the next week, it was pretty surprising for something that was growing inside her to be growing that fast. It kept making her think that he or she would be born in just a matter of days when they really still had months to go. “Well, next week it'll be able to hear us, but you know that all ready. The hand prints and foot prints on my belly and the kicking will start, such joy,” she said, her voice laced with sarcasm. Who else was looking forward to randomly seeing hands on her stomach and getting the hell kicked out of her?

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tag; vesper.
lyrics; disaster button – snow patrol
notes; meh.. coulda been better..
credit; moi ^^

[mouse]

I’m not perfect but I keep trying,

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‘Cause that’s what I said I would do from the start,

I am not alive if I’m lonely, [/font][/color]
So please don’t leave,
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Even with permission to laugh, Vesper didn’t. Nope. He wasn’t going to laugh at that nickname she chose. It might have amused him, made him want to laugh… But he wouldn’t. He didn’t want to risk upsetting her. He understood her urge to name it something… Or he thought he did. She must have just gotten tired of calling it… Well.. It. The title didn’t bother him, but he wasn’t the one carrying the baby and getting pumped full of maternal hormones either. In any case, he was not about to put down JuneBug in any manner, laughter or otherwise. “It is cute. And I don’t want to know the gender unless you do,” He replied, holding a smile. Okay, maybe it was more sucking up, but he didn’t really care. He wanted her to be happy and healthy, if that meant not laughing at something and saying it was cute, so be it. He’d thought into the early morning hours about all this, and that time was not about to be wasted. Maybe his stomach still did that awful turn when the baby was brought up, but he tried to push the nerves away and focus only on her. It was hilarious really, he could be on stage with a crowd of fifteen thousand screaming fans and be completely cool once he was on stage. One little baby made him more nervous than anything he’d ever faced.

The though of spending dinner with her was an appealing thought. He did miss her when he was avoiding the house. He didn’t like it, but he decided that he’d put up with his nerves if it helped make Sab feel better. Things weren’t about to get better if he was out of the house all the time. By staying home more, he figured he could discuss the whole nerves with her. He didn’t want to make her nervous with his own worries, but they weren’t about to just go away on their own. He’d have to do something, and talking to her was probably the best idea. He’d expect her to do the same if she was feeling nervous. He didn’t want her to be freaked out like he was, but if she was feeling that way he’d try to help. He knew diddley squat about babies and pregnancy but the least he could do was be there to listen. Not to mention help cook, and clean. He wasn’t a useless lump when it came to cleaning, more cooking… He’d been helping around the house, but there was a lot more that he could do. He might fail at cooking, but he could clean the dishes. He needed to try and make the whole situation more comfortable… Maybe he was trying to molly coddle Sab, but he didn’t care. She was going to need to let him help.

A book. Well that explained everything. He blinked slowly, quickly debating whether he’d pick the book up or not. He didn’t mind reading, he quite enjoyed reading in fact. But that reading material might be rather awkward for him. He didn’t mind knowing how the baby was doing on a weekly basis, since he’d been missing out a lot. But he wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to know what else was going on with Sabina. That was the stuff he’d tuned out in biology… The stuff every guy had focused on tuning that stuff out. He’d much rather get an up to date from Sabina, he trusted her not to go overboard on the details he didn’t need to know. “Everything? Huh. So at least one of us has been taking a responsibility,” He said, lowering his voice a little. He still felt rather guilty at his lack of keeping up with everything. He’d just kept his distance and hoped he’d wake up… He’d been like a child, hoping that if he ignored a problem it would just go away. Of course he knew it wouldn’t, but for some reason facing it was too hard at the time.

“Abuse will be starting already?” He chuckled, raising a brow. He’d known about the ears and hearing but other than that was clueless. Her other comment confused him a little. “We’ll be able to see the little hands and feet? Like pressing against your stomach?” he asked slowly, a smile creeping onto his face. “It’ll be like that Alien movie! When it totally start-” He added though he cut himself off, his inner dork nearly bursting from the seams. He blinked at his comment and coughed, a light pink tinge taking over his cheeks as his ears darkened “Well… Except that… He or she… Isn’t an alien…” He said slowly, giving her a goofy smile in apology for the outburst. Leave it to him to make a comment like that…

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Making every kind of silence takes a lot to realize,
It is worse to finish then to start all over and never let it lie

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And as long as I can feel you holding on,
I won’t fall even if you said I was wrong. [/right]

Cred:Me || Song: Perfect, Hedley || Outfit:NEW ||Tag:Open

[sabina]

cool your beans, my son,
you look a fucking mess

At least he didn't laugh.. That was a good thing, a good humored one would have just been fine but if ridicule had been involved then she would have wasted no time in shoving him out of the room and being the one to ignore the other for the day. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes at herself. She was being ridiculous. She had no say in how he felt about things and whether they amused him or not. She had the tendency of being controlling when she didn't even know it and she didn't want that. All she could ask for was an equal relationship. But if he was going to back down on every now and again it didn't leave her much of a choice than to take control of the situation. Exactly as she had done with giving the baby a nick name. He hadn't been around and didn't have his say, so she took the liberty of doing so. “I mean, if we did find out if it was a boy or a girl then we could get the nursery started and avoid all guessing games. Only if you want to though. Plus if we went, you could talk to the doctor and catch up on everything you've missed at the appointments,”

It didn't bother her that he hadn't been to some of the appointments for the baby, she understood that the nerves were there and that it was uncomfortable at times to be a twenty one year old guy at a maternity clinic. There was always going to be that one person in there that continued to give them looks or whispered about how young and reckless they must have been to be in their situation then and there. So she was okay with him not attending them, they were usually quick little ones that would just be useless information for him. It was always the same anyways, eat right, get rest and the ever popular, n o alcohol and such. She was just waiting for a visit in which they would actually tell her something she didn't know yet. She apparently had plenty of time to research up on the upcoming events. Something she looked forward to and others just kind of freaked out in some ways. Though it would be sort of nice for Vesper to know about what was going to happen, just so he had a heads up on it and wasn't completely surprised for when it did happen.

In a way she did feel as though she was taking responsibility which amused even her since she was never the kind of person to watch out for those kinds of things. She had preferred to be the one watched after instead of it being the other way around. But she was pregnant now and she had no choice but to finally grow up and take responsibility of what was happening now and what was going to happen five months from then. She didn't want to stick to the way she was and have Vesper be the one that would have to take care of every little thing that would happen just because she was young and felt as though she was missing out on a lot of things and would continue to have to miss things a regular girl her age would do. In a way, she felt a bit sorry for him. If she thought she was missing out on a lot of things, he was missing out on a lot more. His music, his fans, preparing for more touring and recording his band's new CD all because he was here to take care of a child and herself. But even more so that he put himself down often because, she assumed that he didn't think he was doing a good job on taking care of her even though he was doing just fine. “I am.. but so are you. That's the reason that you're here after all.” she said.

Sabina chuckled at his choice of words. Abuse? She couldn't really think of a better word for it. It all depended on whether they'd kick constantly and hard or just sometimes and it'd be just a little tap. She would much rather just have them go gently on her and not try to kick the living daylights out of her, that and she was such a baby when it came to pain of any kind. She grinned as he seemed to be getting excited and went on about it being like an alien. Naturally, she began to laugh, for what he had said and for the blush that had tinted his cheeks. “It'll be interesting to see, I guess then we can decide if it's alien like or not,”

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tag; vesper.
lyrics; disaster button – snow patrol
notes; meh.. coulda been better..
credit; moi ^^

[mouse]

I’m not perfect but I keep trying,

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‘Cause that’s what I said I would do from the start,

I am not alive if I’m lonely, [/font][/color]
So please don’t leave,
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Vesper honestly wasn’t sure he wanted to know the gender. He was hoping for a girl, but he really didn’t care either way. He wondered though whether it would be a good idea to learn the gender. There were always mistakes to be made, he didn’t want Sab to get all excited about a boy, paint up a nursery then in five months find out the little boy is actually a girl. But he didn’t want to have to say ‘he or she’ all the time… ‘It’ was getting annoying to Sabina, he knew that. And he was afraid if he said JuneBug that he might burst into laughter. Though he did agree that he needed to go to the next appointment, he’d skipped out on the last he didn’t even know how many. The nurses always bugged him. They were either too nice about it, or they muttered about his age under their breath. It drove him nuts. Plus there was the whole fact he hated hospitals and doctor’s offices. They always made him sick to his stomach, weak kneed and he hated them. He’d been like that ever since he was little, the same went for vet offices too. When Kahlua needed all her work done, he’d hated going to the vet. “A catch up is probably a good idea… Just so we’re on the same page.” He admitted, considering the rest of his answer before speaking. “If you think it’s a good idea, why not find out the gender? Then we can look at names,” He replied.

As much as he felt guilty, Vesper couldn’t find any argument to the fact he was taking some responsibility. He’d hauled them to the middle of no where, more so for her and the baby then himself. He could deal with the media, he had before and could do it again. But he didn’t want Sabina to deal with it. He didn’t want his child’s growth to be plastered on every teen magazine in the country. It wasn’t fair to the child, and it wasn’t fair to Sabina. He could deal with his image toppling down. It had bothered him a lot at first, that he could lose everything. But he realized he could rebuild it later. Sum Fusion was on rocky standings as it was, it was ready to collapse, this would only assure it. Which was the only reason he hadn’t been kicked out yet. They’d lost their singer, losing two faces out of four pretty much meant the band was over. The thing was… He was actually considering quitting. It wasn’t fair to the fans to just let the band flicker out. They were supposed to be on tour right now, but had to call it off. They were months behind on their latest CD and he wasn’t able to help for the next year at least. He refused to go back until he was sure Sabina could handle the kid while he was away. And touring? He hadn’t even thought about how that’d work… He didn’t want to miss six months of his child’s first year…

“If his or her feet and hands resemble an alien, we may have a problem…” He replied, letting his smile return. At least she found his outburst amusing… He’d been expecting a smack or something… Somehow he figured comparing a pregnant woman’s fetus to an alien seemed like something smack-worthy. In fact, he’d once said a lady’s belly looked like a melon when he was little, and he swore if he hadn’t been a five year old he’d have received a slap. He still remembered the fury in the woman’s face… You’d think a guy would learn. Apparently not Vesper. Then again, he’d never claim to be the most brilliant kid in existence, he knew that wasn’t true. And these days, he wasn’t exactly the most brilliant man either. Man. That seemed weird to him too… He technically was a legal adult now, everywhere… But a man? Just weird.

“So what are your plans for this afternoon? Just going to lounge for the rest of the day?” He asked her, pushing forward to lean against the headboard beside her. He slouched a little to make himself comfortable then looked down and over at her, one brow raised in question. He usually liked to work days, not that he had a real job. He hadn’t been hired yet, so he’d started teaching guitar and piano lessons to the kids in town. It wasn’t a high payer, but he enjoyed it. Of course, he hated that the kids were touching his guitar… But some things had to be sacrificed for the greater good. And he was sure if he didn’t get out of the house to teach, that he'd start going mental.

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Making every kind of silence takes a lot to realize,
It is worse to finish then to start all over and never let it lie

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And as long as I can feel you holding on,
I won’t fall even if you said I was wrong. [/right]

Cred:Me || Song: Perfect, Hedley || Outfit:NEW ||Tag:Open

[sabina]

cool your beans, my son,
you look a fucking mess

“I thought we already had names picked out. Victoria and Jace, remember?” Sabina said with a laugh, filling her head with memories from when they were together at first back in the Bahamas. It didn't seem like it back then but things were a lot easier back then compared to how they were now. Not that it was terribly difficult now. But back then they were only worried about rumors, fighting and hurting their fragile relationship. Now? Well, their relationship was a lot more stronger, but not always perfect, rumors had become reality and they were trying hard to make sure it stayed that way and that they kept their fighting to a minimum. All things that they were doing a pretty good job at. Sure, stress levels were somewhere up there but they could usually calm each other down and it would be fine for at least a little while. She would like to say that the pregnancy was something that was bringing them together a little bit more each time but it had actually made them a smidge more distant from each other. At least they were making efforts to get closer, well.. Vesper was. She had been too caught up pretending that she didn't care that he was gone all day when it actually bothered her to no end.

It was amusing really.. how she had once thought that the trip to Nassau was one of the times that they were at their lowest when she was actually wrong. Sure, they had some pretty nasty fights before, but sometimes she wondered if a fight would be better than dealing with a pregnancy and having to hide away in some dinky little town in the middle of no where, Minnesota. When they had come back from the Bahamas they were like a married couple back from a honeymoon or something of the sort. It was like bliss.. then it happened. Of all the things she hoped would never happened And it just had to happen. It was as if the world was out to damn her or something. There was always in the way to stop them from being one hundred percent happy. They could say that they were and play along all they wanted but there was always going to be doubts about what they were doing and regrets about what they had done before. At least there would be on her behalf of it all. “I mean.. I guess it's a good thing we picked those out back when we were just joking around with the pregnancy rumors.. Who knew they would come in handy one day. That is, if you actually do like the names then we can use those.. otherwise we could consider some new ones.”

She didn't really know how she would react when the baby pressed against her abdomen. It would freak her out a bit at first, that she could tell. It was going to be as though reality hit her when she saw that first little hand or foot on her belly. It would be the second obviously clue besides her growing stomach that said, 'You are most definitely pregnant.. way to fuck your young life over and Vesper's too. You're just amazing aren't you?' Excellent.. But also tell her that there was actually a baby residing inside of her, something for her to love and care for and that made quite a difference to her. “You know.. raising a child is one thing.. but I'm pretty sure that attempting to raise an alien would be just a little bit more difficult.” she laughed. It was definitely a humorous though and it was a pretty good thing that they could joke around about the matter.

Sabina rested her head against his arm, then shrugging slightly at his question. She never really bothered making plans anymore, the only ones she ever had was doctor appointments and that was only once a week or every other week. It really depended on her paranoia. If she thought there was something wrong or she wasn't feeling right she'd be right there in the doctor's office. They thought it was actually pretty funny how much she worried about it, though it was actually normal for a first time pregnancy to be alarmed about every little change she felt or became aware of. “I don't really have anything planned. Probably just going to hang around the house for the remainder of the day, see what I can find to do. What about you? Do you have any lessons planned today or are you going to have a lazy day with me?” she asked. It would have been pretty nice to just a spend a day, just the two of them.

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tag; vesper.
lyrics; disaster button – snow patrol
notes; meh.. coulda been better..
credit; moi ^^

[mouse]

I’m not perfect but I keep trying,

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‘Cause that’s what I said I would do from the start,

I am not alive if I’m lonely, [/font][/color]
So please don’t leave,
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Was it humorous that they already had names picked out? That they’d been joking around about her being pregnant only weeks before she’d actually gotten pregnant? To an onlooker, it would have made a great plot for a comedy. For Vesper, it was not at all funny. In fact, it was quite the opposite. But hey, at least names were not something they needed to worry about. That was one thing down, only a zillion and a half left, right? He considered the names quietly for a moment. He knew he wasn’t going to win over another girl’s name, Sabina seemed dead set on either a Victor or a Victoria. At least if it was Victoria, he could call her ‘Tori’ or something else that didn’t remind him of his old name. Jace though he wasn’t so sure about. “I still like them... Though... What about Jacob?” He asked after his moment of thought. He’d never really considered the name, but came across it the week before and had taken to it like a fish to water. It seemed so weird to actually be seriously considering names now... It almost made the fact solidify further in his head. Every few days something else happened that cause the fact to grow more heavy on his mind. Settling on names was definitely one of those things. If only they were back in Nassau, joking again. Nope, this time it was for real.

He couldn’t help but continue smiling as the topic of the alien baby continued. “I mean, I know the Monroe family is a little odd. But alien? That’d be one interesting skeleton to have in our closet,” He replied, rolling his eyes slightly. It was nice to see that it was still indeed possible to joke around with her. It was almost the same as back in high school, except that now they were joking about a pregnancy rather than his math teacher’s face or the quarterback’s broken nose. It was sad really, how much he was starting to miss those days... Thing might have been rough for him in high school, but at least things had been simple between he and Sabina. There hadn’t been fighting, or anything remotely close to a baby on the way. Back when they were nothing more than friends. He was the dork that nobody liked, except her. She’d been the pretty girl who he thought had taken pity on him, he’d never really deserved her. Especially now. And yet, she still chose him over everyone else. It was exactly like high school, except rather than being her dork, he was her selfish ass hole. Great. Not that he was going to bring that up and ruin the good mood.

“I decided that today was as good as any to just stay home with you,” He replied to her question of his plans. He got that the town was boring, he got that she probably didn’t feel like doing a lot. But he worried a little about her always being in the house. He at least got out, but she never seemed to. He walked the dogs all the time, plus was teaching lessons to a few different families in town. Guitar and piano as well as drum basics to one kid. He made a mental note to get her out and about. Whether that was taking her when he walked the dogs, or just going out for a picnic (oh yeah, he was a dork). She couldn’t walk Tony, and even if she could he wasn’t going to let her. Tony was a great dog, but all it took was one moment of puppy-excitement to pull Sabina on her ass. And Vesper doubted that was good for her or the baby. But there was no reason she couldn’t walk Kahlua. The dog didn’t really like Sabina, simply out of jealously... That and Sab was the only person who didn’t spoil the dog rotten. But maybe that would help make Kahlua like Sabina. It was worth a try in the very least.

“That is, if you want me invading your house for the afternoon,” He added with a grin, moving to curl his arm around her waist without dislodging how her head was sitting against his arm. He really hadn’t been overly affectionate in the last little while, despite the fact he could be the most affectionate guy in history. He again felt a little tremor of guilt run through his head. Yeah. A few things definitely needed to change in the way he was acting if he was going to make this work. And there was no way he was going to allow Sabina to slip through his fingers again. He let her go once before, and he didn’t think he could do it again... Not even if she told him to go. If she did tell him to go, he probably would force himself to, but he didn’t know how well off he’d be for a good while afterward. He didn’t know how she managed to keep herself together after he left... Oh yeah... She didn’t He thought bitterly to himself. However, despite his thoughts, he kept the grin on his face. He had her now, there was no point dwelling on his paranoid fears.

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Making every kind of silence takes a lot to realize,
It is worse to finish then to start all over and never let it lie

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And as long as I can feel you holding on,
I won’t fall even if you said I was wrong. [/right]

Cred:Me || Song: Perfect, Hedley || Outfit:NEW ||Tag:Open

[sabina]

cool your beans, my son,
you look a fucking mess

Sabina did like the names they had chosen out, though she hadn't been dead set on them. After all, they were just messing around and trying to make light of their situation back when they were in Nassau. But now it was real and they really had to take them into consideration. A name defined a person and surprisingly to her surprise, there was actually a wrong way to name a child. Though she was going to keep Victoria, only because she knew that Vesper wouldn't allow her to name a boy Victor. She understood why he despised the name though it was still no reason to not consider it. But she wasn't going to fight with him on it. If he didn't like it, then why bother with it? Besides, she liked Victoria better. It was a classic name and she loved it, whether it was close to Victor or not. That and she tried to think of how his mother would like her grand child named.. After all, she wasn't exactly sure if she was on her good side and being pregnant with her son's child and after the fight she had heard in the morning that answer was probably a huge no.

So Jace was out.. Jacob was definitely a better name, in her mind it was at least. Like Victoria, it was pretty classic. Not too over used but neither rare. “I like it, Jacob it is then,” she said in agreement, hoping that he wasn't going to be second guessing Victoria. For one, it was pretty fair for them to each have chosen a name, second it was the opposites of what they wanted. She wanted a boy, he had chosen the name and vice versa. It was going to be interesting when they did find out the gender of the baby. Though she really, really wanted a little boy she wouldn't mind a little girl to spoil like a princess. But she knew what girls were like. Sure, they were all nice and cute in grade school but once they got into their teens and high school they could make a total turn around and she didn't know if she could handle a reckless teenager. Hell, her parents couldn't. How was she supposed to do it? Then a rebellious son? Oh God, she really hoped she would have good kids.. Though she could be wrong about both and end up having a little sweet heart. It was too soon to tell anyways.

8he couldn't help but laugh at the thought of an alien baby. If anybody else was around (which wasn't possible since they were in their own house...) they would probably think that they were crazy. But that was exactly how they were with each other. Back in school they'd always get in trouble for snickering about some comment the other had made under their breath. Except this wasn't a joke.. not even close to a joke. Sure, when they had picked out names it was and also for when they pretended that it was real to see how many people they could trick with it. Not it was real and serious. She was all for coming back to reality, but reality sort of sucked at the moment.. Part of it was great.. she had Vesper and they were having a baby but if you looked past that they were still only in their very early twenties and they didn't really have anyone standing behind them in this. Sure it was a little bit inconvenient but who was to say that maybe they couldn't do it on their own. She had a little more faith in them than that.

“It is your house too. Just because I fail to leave every so often doesn't mean I've taken the house for myself.. though as you've probably seen. Most of my stuff is all over the place,” she said with a chuckle. She was happy that he would be spending the afternoon and evening together, she just hoped that she wouldn't end up boring him or something like that. After all, she didn't exactly do much when he wasn't around. Mostly just tidy up and see what else needed to be done in the house and if there wasn't anything to do? She'd just lounge around and watch a movie, usually resulting in falling asleep on the sofa only to wake up with a half full, melted carton of ice cream spilled on the carpet. Thus restarting her cleaning. “It'll be nice.. we can hang around for a while, make dinner together, do all that pre-family stuff,” she said, a bit curious as to how it would be once they did have a family all together.

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tag; vesper.
lyrics; disaster button – snow patrol
notes; meh.. coulda been better..
credit; moi ^^

[mouse]

I’m not perfect but I keep trying,

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‘Cause that’s what I said I would do from the start,

I am not alive if I’m lonely, [/font][/color]
So please don’t leave,
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If only the rest of all the aspects was as easy as picking a name. It’d been an easy, three second discussion and they were done. And his mother had said naming him was the hardest part of her pregnancy. He made the mental estimation that she had been joking… There was no way that name’s could be that difficult, especially when she’s settled on the name of her father. Vesper had come later, when Victor had made itself too hard for Vesper to say as a kid. It’d come out closer to Vesper and the name stuck. Who was he to complain? It was common knowledge that he really didn’t like the name Victor, it was too old and stuffy for his tastes. Vesper was original and different, there were no other Vespers. At least he’d never heard or met one. Jacob wasn’t that original, and apparently was growing in popularity, but he liked it. He wasn’t sure why, but he did. Victoria he was neutral on… He’d live with that name, even if it wasn’t his favourite. There. Completely settled in less that five minutes. Hardest part of having a baby his ass. Of course it’d be narrowed down soon enough, then they’d know for sure whether they were going to add a Victoria to the house, or a Jacob. A small part of him was kind of excited at the thought, though compared to the nerves it was pretty minor.

Pre-family stuff. He knew he’d made the comment or two of them going to be a family. But it was still a really weird thought. When he thought family, he never had him as the father… He was always the son. The older brother. The cousin. That was it. Sure, he’d pondered the whole family image and what he wanted. He didn’t want the picket fences and rose bushes… But he’d always pictured his family older… Two kids, about the same age. He was retired from music at that point, just playing for his own happiness. Like that was going to happen. Sure, he could retire now and live off of what he had in the bank, that’d last him a good while, but not forever. He’d need to get a real job… Right now he was still technically being paid. Every CD and shirt sold with their faces on it brought in income, but if they faded out of existence that really wasn’t about to do much. He was twenty-one and his life had been already set in front of him. Diapers and bottles. Toliet training and word learning. Name writing and kindergarten…. All the way until the kid moved out themselves. When would that be? He estimated twenty four was the average for most kids. That meant he was booked until he was forty-five at least. The very same went for Sabina and once more he felt a wave of guilt. She might seem all aglow at the thought of a baby now, but did she look in the future for how long this would control their lives? They were going to be a family, whether they’d planned to or not.

“I don’t mind your stuff being everywhere… Afterall, I’ve pretty much had to whip myself not to let my clothes just explode all over the floor… I’m not exactly the most tidy when it comes to that…” He chuckled, forcing the previous thoughts away. Why dwell on the future when he could focus on the here and now. They had five months before the baby bounced into their lives, so they might as well get the best of it before that happened. Which meant he’d need to cheer up. He might have already decided that, but it was still hard to keep his mind out of the dwelling thoughts… It was just who he was. He was a sticker for details, he usually saw the serious complications of actions rather than the good outcomes. He was trying to change himself for her, but it was tough. He’d spent three long years maturing into who he was, it wasn’t the same Vesper she knew, but he was trying. He couldn’t go back completely to how he was, but he could try and get some of the old aspects back. He let out the dorky comments that snuck into his brain, rather than ignore them. He was trying to be physically like him as well, leaving his hair curly more and wearing his glasses for the most part. Apparently she liked that, so he’d go with it.


“And what are we going to do while hanging around? Watch movies? Eat ice cream? Just sit here and talk? Play hide-and-seek?” He asked her, leaning over press a soft kiss to the top of her head. He loved being near her like he was, that she was his. How many times had he wanted to tell her in sophomore year that he’d absolutely adored her. But back then he hadn’t stood a chance… Especially not against the other guys in his school. Now he had trusted his social position and let the words come out. Of course that was only helped along by her own little “I love you, you idiot!” comment. Something like that would have made the gears start turning in anyone’s head. Vesper’s included.

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Making every kind of silence takes a lot to realize,
It is worse to finish then to start all over and never let it lie

[/font]
And as long as I can feel you holding on,
I won’t fall even if you said I was wrong. [/right]

Cred:Me || Song: Perfect, Hedley || Outfit:NEW ||Tag:Open

[sabina]

cool your beans, my son,
you look a fucking mess

He may not have minded that her stuff was all over the house, but still.. it didn't mean that she could just leave her things all over the place. Sure, she was pregnant and had to be a little bit more careful with what she did and ate. She hated being careful, hence how she ended up in rehab. She had been a responsible and careful partier. Thought she no longer needed to be careful because she could take care of herself. Obviously that didn't work out so well. Actually, a lot of things hadn't worked out so well but she had already established that and the thought was a definitely a depressing one and left her not wanting to come back. She had done some pretty stupid things back then when she was a teenager. It was weird how in an instant she had gone from a teenager to an adult. It wasn't like she had much of a choice in making the jump. One little event pretty much forced the both of them to wise up and take responsibility for their actions. Though it wasn't as if they couldn't be happy at the same time..

Simply because they were having a baby didn't mean that they would become miserable for the rest of their lives. Just that they were going to be responsible for someone else. Someone they would have to care for even if they were scared and unsure. It wasn't going to stop because they were. Apparently, all it took was their quarrel for her to realize that they just couldn't give up the baby and all would be fine and back to the way they were. All that would have happened in the end was guilt and regret about what they had done. She felt bad even now that she had even suggested it and shoved it at him thinking that it was probably the only choice they really had. Never really taking in the thought that maybe they could attempt to raise the child on their own and take it from there. Of course, there went her life until who knew when. But things were supposed to get easier as the child grew up.. wasn't it? She guessed it all depended on what kind of kid they would have. Of course the only thing she could think of the child being was stubborn. Both of it's parents were, so naturally they probably would be too.

“I'm not sure, what ever you want to do is fine. I never really make plans anyways, just sort of wing the day and see what happens,” she answered, not exactly being on the creative side at the moment. She usually was able to keep herself busy but having him around meant finding things two people could do instead of one. Laying in bed with him and watching movies was probably all she could ask for that would make her happy. Just being close to him in general and knowing where he was from time to time was enough to keep her content as well. It was nice.. and about the only thing that normal couples did that they also, although rarely, did. She didn't think that they were a bad couple per se. There was just too much to think about and rationalize for them to have time to do what other people did. Like go out on dates and introductions to families. She'd just say that it wasn't their kind of relationship style. There was nothing wrong with that, at least they managed to speak to each other unlike some other people and I love you's were always exchanged.

“We could just stick around home for the day or anything else if you had something in mind? I don't think hide and go seek will keep us entertained for long. Or it would, but that would defeat the purpose of getting to be with you.” she said with a smile as she looked up at him. Over all, she really did like being near him, though favoring when they were in this position. It was as if it didn't matter that they were going to have a baby, that they had fled home and ended up here where they were just trying to get by on being normal even though they weren't all the normal. But just the fact that they now loved each other and were together smothered out all the other things.

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tag; vesper.
lyrics; disaster button – snow patrol
notes; meh.. coulda been better..
credit; moi ^^

[mouse]

I’m not perfect but I keep trying,

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‘Cause that’s what I said I would do from the start,

I am not alive if I’m lonely, [/font][/color]
So please don’t leave,
[/center]

Vesper understood the whole ‘winging it’ plan… Besides his lessons, he pretty much did the same. What was there really to plan when you lived in a tiny, rather dull town like Ellsworth. It wasn’t like he had a bunch of pals to make coffee plans with, and honestly he didn’t really like the diner’s coffee all that much. Not to mention there wasn’t much to do, even with the friends he made? Call ‘em up and ask to play video games? That sounded like a whole swack of fun. He wasn’t an indoors guy… well he wasn, but not in the sense of an indoors guy. He didn’t like sitting around and not doing anything. He never had. He’d always been up to something, whether it was playing or writing, talking on the phone or plotting out something. Even when he was sitting around and talking to people, he was always doing something else. At school when he wasn’t in class he’s always had an acoustic guitar with him, every empty block, every recess and lunch hour. If he didn’t for some strange reason, then he had a song book of sorts with him, and was jotting ideas, lyrics or notes down… And yet, he was quite content to just sit there with Sabina. Yeah, his brain had priorities.

“Winging it works for me… But any specific things you want to do? I mean, I don’t have anything in mind myself. Though yeah… Hide-and-seek would make seeing you rather difficult. Unless you’re really bad at it.” He replied, turning his head down to smile at her, returning hers. He really couldn’t believe he’d managed to stay away from her for three years… He loved being around her, loved her smile, loved her voice… Loved everything about her. He always had, ever since day one when she’d decided to talk to the school loner, sitting all on his lonesome with a guitar. He was incredibly happy she had, he’d never had the courage to try and talk to her. He’d have just kept doing what he’d always done, remain a social outcast. He’d been fine with it… Sure, it sucked but he accepted it. It was like a pack of dogs. He was the runty little half-dog that everyone else kicked to the side. There wasn’t a thing he could do, so why try? Then she’d come an walked into his life, let him know what it was like to have a friend. He hadn’t really been sure how to deal with it at first… he walked on eggshells, but it seemed to work out… Until he left. That in his mind was the cause of everything… Her going to rehab, the pregnancy… He wasn’t sure how it was to blame for the pregnancy, but he liked to blame it on something, since he didn’t know exactly when he’d knocked her up…

“Besides…” He said slowly, pulling her closer with the arm around her waist, moving to wrap the other around the other side, letting his hands clasp and rest gently against her abdomen. “There’s so much more that we can do if we aren’t hiding from each other.” He added, lowering his voice as he leaned forward, brushing a soft kiss against the underside of her jaw, just in front of where the bone ended. He smirked and dipped his head lower to brush a second kiss against her neck. He paused and blinked as his stomach let out a slight rumble, dragging his attention from her for a moment. However his own hunger was quickly forgotten.

“Are you hungry?” He asked her, pulling his head back sharply, remembering suddenly that she hadn’t been up yet. He assumed anyone would be hungry come the afternoon if they hadn’t eaten anything yet. Or maybe that was just him… But he usually skipped breakfast, though was trying to get all three meals in after being told to by his doctor. He was pretty sure the guy was kidding, but whatever, it gave him an excuse to buy Fruit Loops. He still loved the looks he’d get while buying it at the grocery store… Along with a million cartons of ice cream… Did he like ice cream? As much as the next guy, but the amount that seemed to be going through the household was insane. He hadn’t had a bowl of ice cream in ages, so he knew it was all Sabina. He didn’t want to say anything about it, but it sort of amused him as well as made him never want to touch ice cream again. He had to admit though, there was something unbelievably sweet about her sitting there eating ice cream… He didn’t know why, but he loved it.

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Making every kind of silence takes a lot to realize,
It is worse to finish then to start all over and never let it lie

[/font]
And as long as I can feel you holding on,
I won’t fall even if you said I was wrong. [/right]

Cred:Me || Song: Perfect, Hedley || Outfit:NEW ||Tag:Open

[sabina]

cool your beans, my son,
you look a fucking mess

Sabina had never really been all that affectionate in previous relationships, mostly because she didn't want to be touched and let things go beyond what she was willing to do. She had always showed this front of being independent and strong, but once she had fallen in 'love', she would do practically anything to make sure that they were happy as ever. After a few mistakes she had just given up on dating in general, deciding that hanging out with Vesper was really much desirable for her to do. Watching lame horror movies with him was ten times more better than having to go through of one those stupid, cheesy dates that only ended up in her date looking like a total douche bag and wondering the whole night as to what Vesper was doing and how much better her Saturday night would have been if she had decided to ditch her fail date of that week end and just stay with Vesper instead. She had always felt as though she had ditched him to try and test her luck on finding some one who cared about her, not realizing that it was the person that she left most of the time to find another.

She had always laughed at how much her 'social status' began to go south when she decided that she liked hanging out with Vesper a lot more than the people in the 'in crowd'. It was funny how much she really hated it and how many people wanted so badly to try and take her position. They could have taken it for all she cared, because she didn't even give the slightest damn about having 'friends' that always talked about her behind her back. She had always trusted Vesper a lot more even though she had just met him than people she had been hanging out with since high school had started. She had always seen him around school but never really spoke to him, just gave those who teased him pointed looks and a small bitch out when they were back in her site. She had never been in a position of being picked on merciless, and she didn't want to see someone else having to go through that. It was painful to watch really. But back then all she really cared about was getting the lonely kid to actually trust her and think of her as a friend instead of someone who was making him into a joke that a;; the 'popular' people could laugh about.

A hum vibrated up her throat as he kissed her neck, letting her head fall back against him as he kissed her neck a second time. Then, to her dismay, he pulled away leaving a small pout on her lips as well as a chuckle. Of course he would always be worrying about something or another. Sure, she was pregnant but she didn't want to be treated like a child who needed to be check up on various times during the day. She was an adult after all and she could managed to fend for herself. It's not like she was that heavily pregnant, at least not yet and she still felt the need to do things for herself and enjoy her free liberty until the day came that she could barely see her feet aver her belly. “ No, I'm fine for now,” she answered, usually not hungry after a little while after waking up. Now that she was farther along in the pregnancy she was beginning to develop habits that she really hoped would not remain till after the pregnancy. She really wasn't sure how pickles and peanut butter would taste when her taste buds weren't as wacked out as her hormones were.

She let her mind wander back to things they could do for the day, at least that gave and stalled for some more time in which they would be able to stay in this exact position. She loved it, love being close to him and the faint smell of the cologne he used that only spread a smile up on her face. “So.. let us think of something interesting to do. Because all I can think of is laying on the pull out bed in the sofa and watching movies with really terrible plots,” she joked, figuring by how many movies she had seen in her lifetime, she could still pick out the really horrible ones.

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tag; vesper.
lyrics; disaster button – snow patrol
notes; meh.. this was actually like really bad.
credit; moi ^^