I will spend every
breakfast with you.
I will kiss your cheeks
in the morning when
you are too tired to go to work.
I will put my hair into
a bun and I will carry my heavy body
I will put my little heart
in a bowl with rice milk. I will
make you a cup of Turkish tea, and
I will listen to your eyes.
I will wait for you
with all my beauty. I will
make your house a harem of love.
I will be so exquisite
you won’t desire any other woman.
And I will let my love pour for you like a cascade.
I will fold your clothes
and leave you love notes on the fridge.
I will grow flowers under your bed.
I will soak myself in honey for you,
and I will let my hair fall down for you
when you call on me.
I will love you in anger.
I will kiss you when you least deserve it.
I will look for your father in your eyes,
and I will ask for your mother on how to make you happy.
When I will upset you,
remember my little heart next to yours.
I will pronounce your name in Arabic,
and you will forgive my sinless eyes.
And I will fall in love with you again.
Summary: For the seven months following your breakup, you’ve kept your pregnancy a secret from Spencer, unsure of how he would react. But when the two of you are unexpectedly forced to see each other again, it doesn’t take long for your growing secret to reveal itself. Requested by a lovely anon!
Word count: 1,955
A/N: This is based around season 6 and 7, so there may be some spoilers if you haven’t seen those seaons yet. Other than that, I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think!
For the first time in three hours, a calm silence had fallen over your apartment.
The fraying copy of “Goodnight Moon” that Henry had picked out was long forgotten as his blue eyes finally gave into the sleep that he had been fighting for so long.
Reveling in your ability to lull the rambunctious toddler to sleep, you placed a gentle kiss on his forehead before carefully removing yourself from the guest bed where he lay — all the while making a mental note to give JJ kudos on how she manages to do it every single night.
Leaving the bedroom door open just a crack, you took a moment to enjoy the still of the atmosphere and out of habit, placed a hand on your ever-growing baby bump.
All night long you had found yourself laughing right along with every little giggle that Henry exuded, and adoring the many colorful drawings that he had created for your refrigerator door. The seemingly permanent smile you wore was in part due to the inherent joy that came with babysitting Henry, and the other half due to the thought that one day, you would be going through the exact same motions with your own child.
But yet, with every bright vision of the future you had, came with it a storm of anxious thoughts.
Seven months ago, the home you had built within the bounds of Spencer’s love began to crumble.
With his rising panic of developing schizophrenia and then the grief he was overcome with after the death of Emily, you watched in agony as Spencer did his best to conceal the crumbling state of his mind from you. It wasn’t until one night, when the demons of his mind became too much to bear, that he confessed to you his contemplation of relapsing. That night ended in heartache, as Spencer’s broken voice ended your relationship, only wanting to protect you from the danger he believed to potentially possess.
But unbeknownst to either you or Spencer at the time, you were not the only ones left in the wake of your fallen love.
Anonymous said: Heyyyyy love your writing!! Can I have an Ashton blurb where you’re just super tired and stressed and he helps you just chill and relax and he’s really cuddly 😊 Thanks xx
If you’d ever had to describe the week from hell, this would definitely be it.
Your computer crapped out in the middle of a paper, your boss was being an asshole at work, you had had to take your car to the shop and your best friend had been MIA, probably to suck face with her new boyfriend.
And you just really needed the night off.
As if on cue, your phone buzzes in your hand.
-hey babe, running a little late today. I’ll pick ya up around 7. Xx
You didn’t have to check the name to know it was your boyfriend, Ashton.
This picture is from over the summer when I had completely reorganized the flower fridge at work ♥ Since I am back at school, I haven’t been at the florist since August, but my father told me the owner of the florist came in to my Dad’s work to tell him how everyone misses me and the girls on the floor are excited for me to come back for the holidays. He said I’m wonderful and I’ll always have a job there and that made me feel so so happy ♥ I’m so excited for my first Christmas there!
I keep foam stickers in my backpack to give to people who I think need or deserve one and they’re very colorful and I have an assortment of not only aliens but also dinosaurs and like as silly as it sounds I genuinely want to mail one of those stickers to Dan like I dunno if it would help but he could have a little purple dinosaur or a little green alien to stick on his fridge or whatever and I think that’s always a nice thing
Dan if you’re reading this go buy some foam dinosaur/alien stickers and put them on ur fridge like it’s definitely not gonna solve any of your problems but it’ll look super silly and you’ll feel like a seven year old and it’ll be great I promise trust me on this one I’m a scientist