you’ve always wanted a baby. a little mini me to dress up and cuddle, to take care of. you know you’d be a great mama, you’ve always thought so. you’re just way too young.

you’re lying in bed with your boyfriend, nate jacobs. you’re in his arms scrolling through your phone. your heart melts as you see a little baby toddling around with a pacifier in its mouth.

“no.” nate says immediately, you’ve asked him to make a baby with you hundreds of times. “not now.” he kisses your neck.