When you two had been anxiously standing in his ensuite, staring at the sink counter, waiting for the timer to go off. The white stick with a blue cap sat there, the words on the small screen when you turned it over defining the rest of your lives. When Pau's phone started beeping, Together, you took a deep breath and turned it over.

Pregnant.

There had been a lot of tears that night, but it wasn't all doom and gloom, you're young, and the timing's inconvenient, but still, you just know that that baby will be the cutest thing, with Pau's green eyes and your hair. They may not have been planned, but that didn't mean they'd be loved any less.

Pau promised to never leave or abandon you or the baby, and a few weeks later, you both told your parents and then it was confirmed that they would also have two àvias and two avi (grandmas and grandpas).

Now, you're 5 months along, you know that you're having a baby girl, and Pau and you are chilling on the couch. His head lays on your bump as he dozes while you read your book. It's his favourite place now. He speaks to her every night, rests a hand on it whenever to feel her kicking, littering kisses all over it constantly, he's already a protective papa, and she isn't even here yet.

Your hand scratches slowly and relaxingly through your boyfriend's hair as he sleeps, watching and admiring him in the peaceful moment.