A Christmas Gift
A/N: this is my first solid imagine so…. don’t judge me, forgive me for any language mistake.
Word count: 2,163
“Honey! Dinner’s ready, come on!”
Shawn said, standing at our room’s door, wearing his black hoodie and holding a bowl of lettuce.
“Hey babe, just 10 more minutes, I’m almost done” I answered, pointing to the many projects I had to finish on the computer.
“oh no! finish it later babe, come on! Aren’t my girls hungry?” he protested, caressing my uncovered belly, that automatically responded to his touch sending butterflies all over my body, making me giggle a little. “Come, I made that Italian pasta you adore!”.