(Y/S/N) - Your son’s name.
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You just woke up, feeling your baby boy kicking again. He has been very restless the last few days. Probably excited to see the world. You look to the right side of the bed, but Eric isn’t there. You struggle to sit up since you’re a lot heavier than you use to.
“Eric, babe, are you there?”
“I’m coming. Wait a sec.”
“Tell this to your son, he’s hungry.” You get up and head to the kitchen to meet your boyfriend trying to cook and failing miserable. “So… You know I love you, but I won’t eat… this. What the hell is this?”
“I don’t know anymore.” Eric drops everything on the sink. “I’ll clean this later, no worry, babe, I don’t want you to worry about anything.”
“I’m not worried. Can we go to the cafeteria now? Have our breakfast. (Y/S/N) is hungry and so am I.”
“I rather avoid having you near to those crazy Dauntless people. They could push you or make you trip…”
“Eric, I’m a Dauntless member, I won’t trip on anything. Can we please go? I’m starving. Pleeeeease, Eric. Let’s go.” You use the puppy eyes that use to make him change his mind.
“Fine, fine. But nobody will touch you.”
“You’re such a baby.” You turn your back to him and walk slowly to the cafeteria, with Eric right behind you.
You secretly enjoy having Big Bad Eric being so cute and protective, but of course, you’d never tell him that. The cafeteria is really crowded, and Eric puts his arm around your shoulders. He leads you to an empty table and you wait for him to bring your food.
“Hey, (Y/N).” Four smiles and sit next to you. You haven’t seen him coming, being so distracted watching Eric arguing with someone. Again.
“Hey. How’s my favorite number? I haven’t seen you these past days.” You and Four have always been good friends since he trained you during initiation. He was also excited about your baby, who he decided would be his nephew.
“I’ve been busy with the new initiates.” He looks up to where Eric is punching someone in the face. “Being a nice guy, as always.”
“Wanna make a bet?”
“I’m listening. “
“That guy teased him about how soft he is around me. Eric wouldn’t take this, so… No words, only violence.” You gasp when (Y/S/N) kicks again, taking Four’s hand and laying down on your belly.
“Seems like my nephew is happy this morning.” He smiles, taking his hand away from your belly before Eric comes and start bitching about it. “What do you want if you win?”
“You’ll pay me a new tattoo.” It would be your third tattoo. And you were already thinking about what exactly you’d do.
“Deal. How’s Eric dealing with a baby being on its way? Just a month left.”
“Eric is pissing me off. He doesn’t even let me take a shower alone since I was six months pregnant. Can you believe this? ” You rest your elbows on the table, staring at Eric walking back to you. “It’s annoying, actually. ”
“What’s annoying? Is he annoying you?” Eric glances at Four and then back at you.
“No, babe, he’s not annoying me or the baby. We’re both perfectly fine.” You roll your eyes and start eating.
“Excuse me, can I have breakfast with my girlfriend in peace? ” Eric says without looking at Four again, taking his place by your side.
“She’s my friend too.” Four mutters, but stand up and whispers you a goodbye before he leaves.
“Always jealous.” You smile and kiss his cheek.
“Am I wrong for wanting to spend time with my family?” He gives you the smile that made you fall for him, two years ago. The one that belongs to you.
“No, you’re not.”
“Besides that, I intend to propose to you as soon as our son is born.”
“What?” You cough, cleaning you throat to find your voice again. You know he loves you, but marriage? You never thought Eric would want to marry you. You struggle to hold back a smile.
“Would you say yes?”
“I don’t know. You’ll have to ask me first.”