You and Jaxson met 4 years ago, and now a year married. The relationship was like a dream and he loved you. Do anything for you. Even though at times it got tough with his whole nonchalant demeanor, but you loved him through it.

Currently you’re 8 months pregnant with y’all’s baby boy and it was a rough pregnancy. For Jaxson at least. He is a NBA player and being gone from yall always took a toll on him, but when he’s home, he’s too tired to do anything. You always let him sleep but tonight you couldn’t.

“Bae..” you whispered as you gently nudged him. He mumbled but was still deep asleep laid on his stomach as you were sat next to him. Baby boy kicking in your stomach. You tapped him again. “Bae I’m hungry.” He groaned in annoyance. You never wanted to eat during the day but as night fall you grow starving.

It was four in the morning and he had practice at 8am but for you? Anything. “Jax, let’s go to the gas station please.” He sighed and turned his head to look up at you, his dreads a mess over his face. He had an attitude.