Music blasts through the stadium, my arms holding Allie in front of me. I took her to the concert for her birthday, her happiness clear. She holds a cup of beer in one hand, the other arm hooked around my neck. She's singing and holding me close, her eyes bright as she looks at me.
But she's constantly kissing me as well, her lips constantly pressing passionate kisses to my own. I love her playful side and the one song she had sang to me was that of a love song, her lips brushing mine as she sang.
We're in our own little world, and I don't care if anyone sees us.
I carry her on my back as I walk us to my car after, the time getting late. She's clearly getting tired and she hugs me close, her lips pressing to my neck lazily.
"I can't wait for next week," she tells me, my lips curving.
"Honestly, neither can I," I smile, her arms hugging me closer. Next week is our big day. The day I get to have her for the rest of my life.
"Are you still sore?" I ask, knowing her period was rough these past few days. She had cramps and I had tried to massage her but she said they were the worst she has ever experience.
"Not as bad. The beer helped take the edge off," she says, making me chuckle.
"That's good," I smile, her hands holding my chest. She jumps down when we reach the car and I grab her hand, her body sliding into the car.
Once I start to drive, she grabs my hand and I take her home as fast as I can. When I park in the building's lot, I kiss her cheek and move to open the door for her.
Then I lift her, cradling her in my arms, and she wraps her arms around my neck. I walk up the stairs and open the door, walking in. She locks the door and curls closer to me.
"I think it's funny we chose a date that is right between our birthdays," she says, my lips curving.
"I just want to marry you quicker," I say, her laugh so cute.
I set her down and we change into something to sleep in, my hand tossing her one of my new shirts. She had finished her class a month ago and we were so happy to plan for our wedding for this time. It took a lot of work to plan everything, but we finally did and now we're going to be together forever.
She jumps onto the counter and we brush our teeth, her fingers playing with my hair. It's grown out and the top is starting to get the curls I had once had when I was in my teens. Allie loves them.
We finish brushing our teeth and I smile, her hands holding mine. "Do you think we should start looking at houses?"
I lift my head, her lower lip between her teeth. "We can. I didn't know you wanted to move," I say, her shoulders shrugging.
"It's just- I was curious about statistics. A lot of newlyweds get preggers after their honeymoon," she says, my lips curving at her words.
"We have an extra room here. But I get what you're saying. It's small for a family to live here," I agree, and I look back up at her.
"What other statistics were you looking at?" I ask, her lips curving.
"Well, there were a lot of honeymoon diaries on the website. It explained what people did on their honeymoon," she starts, her hands touching my cheeks.
"Mhm," I hum, leaning down and letting my elbows rest on the counter beside her thighs.
"I wanted to see about things to do with your new spouse," she whispers, my lips pressing to the crook of her neck.
"And we've done most of those things," she blushes, making me laugh.
"We're good in the sexual field, if that's what you were thinking," I say, her cheeks so pink with embarrassment.
"Although, there were a few things on that list we haven't done," she says, my eyebrows lifting in curiosity.
"Like, doing it on the beach," she says, cupping my chin. "Or in the ocean."
My lips smirk, her lips pressing to my cheek. "But then again, I was looking up a lot of things."
"Enlighten me, baby," I say, her laugh heard after I squeeze her thighs.
"I was really curious about pregnancy stats," she says, my head nodding.
"And why was that?" I ask, her lips pressing together as she looks down. But she shyly meets my gaze and I feel my heart beat quicker.
"I want to have a baby," she tells me, my lips curving. She smiles and I kiss her cheek, her hands holding my cheeks.
"And it said a lot of people get preggers in the ocean," she continues, making me shake my head.
"Baby, I'll get you preggers anywhere," I say, tickling her waist. She curls onto my body and I carry her into the room, her body set on the bed. I shut the lights off and climb into bed, taking off the prosthetic and opening my arms and pulling her into me.
"We just gotta have a shit load of sex before we actually do have a baby because I don't know how well that's gonna blow over," I say, making her laugh.
"You can still have sex while I'm prego," she says, my face brighten. She laughs at my reaction and she kisses me, my hands holding her close as I lean my forehead back on hers.
"We can't go extreme though. No chance would I risk hurting our little baby by doing that," I explain, her smile bright.
"I really want to see you with a baby," she admits, Allie close to me.
"I have like four step-siblings. I had to watch them for a while and they played with my hair. It was horrid," I say, her smile growing.
"But you want a baby too?" she asks, my head nodding.
"We'd make some hot kids," I tell her, her eyes rolling. It makes me laugh and I kiss her forehead.
"I'd only want kids with you, because you will be a great mother that will be the sensible parent," I say, her hand shoving my chest.
"I swear to God, if you let our future child do stupid stuff, I will hurt you," she complains, my lips curving. This is fun.
"Allie, I will be the fun parent. Even though I'm a mean military Sergeant, you will be the strict parent," I tell her, her lips pouting. But then she clearly has a thought and her lips smile, eyes brightening.
"I got it. We'll be the family every family will be pissed at because we'll be fun. All their kids will want to come over to our house and never be at their own," she says, my hand moving and I hold out my pinky.
"Only if you promise," I say, her pinky hooking around mine.
"Promise."
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