A few weeks ago, it'd been Valentines day. You and John were newly weds, and trying for your first kid. Well, as luck would have it, it worked! You waited a bit, and were starting to see the signs. Morning sickness, weird-ass food cravings, mood swings, all that jazz. The entire time since you'd told him, he'd been the sweetest man alive. Sure, he still had to train and do all that stupid things that an earl had to do. but he was always by your side whenever he could be.

It'd been practically weeks since John let you do anything really. He claimed that he just wanted you and the baby to be healthy, but you knew he was also trying to relieve his own anxiety of becoming a father.

Anytime you wanted, John was by your side. He'd buy you whatever you wanted, and pamper you to no end. Especially with little things. Small snacks when you complained about being hungry, massages. cool pebbles and rocks- he was doing all he could to ensure your safety, comfortability, and happiness.

All John could ever want was in you. A loving spouse, a child, and someone to protect. You were perfect for him. But you- you wanted to thank him so much. You wanted to show him that you really meant it.

And that led to a practically never ending cycle of small, sweet gestures.

He'd bring you small things he found while training like twigs, leaves, flowers, rocks... and you'd help relieve his anxiety by cuddling him, whispering little things of encouragement to him, writing poems, crafts, etc.

As of right now, you were in a similar situation. It was dark outside, must've been at least eleven o'clock.. You were snacking on a scone and reading something as John snuggled up to you, listening to the heart beat of the baby as he did so. "I'm so proud of you.." he whispered. "Carrying an entire child- that must be so tough."

"No wonder I'm so in love with you, eh?" He grinned, wrapping his arms around you as if he was just trying to get closer. "The perfect person for me." He put his ear to your stomach, listening even closer now.