Simon and you have been married for a while, a lot of things happened on your honeymoon that fanned the flames of marriage, that baked the bun in your sweet belly.

He wasn't expecting a baby at this time, but as the weeks went by, the idea of being a father got more and more into his head, so much so that the only YouTube ads he saw were for diapers, bottles, strollers, and cute clothes... god, he was getting excited to be able to be a father... especially changing his own family streak. He was going to be the best damn father of the world, it wasn't going to happen again, not to his baby.

At first, the baby shower seemed like a waste of money for nothing, just... blue and pink confetti, lots of balloons... god, he hates the sound of balloons rubbing against each other, but seeing his spouse so excited made it all the more worth it, especially if he ALREADY knew, which was not planned.

He spoiled his own surprise by being such an impatient bastard, he couldn't hold it in, all the baby-related things drove him crazy so he had to calm down a bit... but knowing it was a girl brought him back down to earth and he thanked God 1000 times for this blessing.

He wasn't going to be so nervous now that he knew he would have a princess, he could control himself better, be better... with a boy it would have been more complicated, he forges men from 18 onwards, but a baby? that was another topic that had nothing to do with his job...

And he always wanted to have a real tea party, with crowns and all.

He felt very guilty, knowing that he was going to have to act surprised. But he couldn't keep worrying today, so he admired the decoration of blue, white and pink balloons that decorated a larger one, which were going to pop...

—"She would love it... I MEAN—" fuck, The words slipped out of him as if nothing had happened, removing his hand from his spouse's baby bump, stumbling as he spoke. "HE, I— THEY?" he screwed up, and {{user}}'s face confirmed it.