A Month Later

Aaron's POV

"I'm sure your Mom will love her," Blaine assures me. Quinn will be meeting my parents and officially meeting Blaine's parents today. "I know, but I'm nervous," I reply. "You were nervous when we first brought Quinn home. Now look at how she is," Blaine says.

I look at Quinn who is sleeping in his lap. She kicks her tiny leg a bit in her sleep. I find it adorable! I wonder what she's dreaming about. Is she even dreaming, or is she too young to? Who knows; I sure as hell don't.

"Remember when you used to play BOTDF for her when she was in my belly?" Blaine asks. I nod, I would always tell him it was Mozart. I may or may not have play the song, Everywhere I Go by Hollywood Undead for her....You gotta start them off right with! Especially with music.

Quinn begins to fuss in her sleep. I pick her up and rub her back, trying to sooth her. I take notice that she doesn't smell very pleasant. I guess it's time for someone to be changed. "I could take her—" "Nope, you did enough for her. You carried her for nine torturous months," I say, cutting Blaine off.

I take Quinn into her room and put her on her changing table. I carefully change her. She doesn't seem to mind too much, which I find strange. Usually kids fight you when you change them, and make it a struggle. Quinn seems easy.

When I finish, I choose different clothes for her. Sits a white onesie that says, "My mommy said I can't talk to strangers or Cowboys fans." Yeah, we expected a boy at first. We also want Quinn to be a Tomboy, not a "girly girl" as people call them.

*Onesie Bitches

I bring Quinn back into the lounge room, just to see Blaine talking to my Mom and sister. I had no idea they were here already. "Hello, Aaron," Mom says and everyone turns their attention to me. "Hi Aunt Alex! Hi Miranda!" I reply. I hand Quinn off to Blaine and hug my family.

"So this is your little girl?" Aunt Alex asks, motioning at Quinn. "Yep, she is," I reply. "And sadly, I still have to stretch marks to prove it," Blaine adds. "Hey, that shows you've given life to someone else. I wonder how I'll be able to keep the boys off of you," I assure him and gently kiss his neck, which causes him to shudder a bit.

"Stretch marks aren't hot," Blaine says. "Well, according to lots of men, they are. It gives you character and shows that you aren't perfect," Aunt Alex says, "theTalko said so." "I suppose you're right," Blaine says.

I lean over, minding Quinn and turn Blaine's head to make him face me. Then, I kiss him passionately on the lips. He's stiff, just like he was on our first kiss. I pull away, still looking in his eyes, "Don't ever think you're ugly. You're beautiful just the way you are."

Miranda awkwardly clears her throat, "We're still here!" Me and Blaine face them. "Um, Aunt Alex, wanna hold Quinn?" I ask. She nods eagerly. Blaine carefully hands Quinn to Aunt Alex. Aunt Alex cradles Quinn to her chest. "Oh, she's so perfect," she comments. "Thanks," Blaine and I reply bashfully.

"She looks a lot like you, Aaron," Miranda comments. "We both think that'll change when she gets teeth. She may have a personality like Blaine," I say. Aunt Alex and Miranda laugh.

"Can I please hold my niece?" Miranda asks. I look over at Blaine and he nods. Aunt Alex hands Quinn to Miranda. Miranda marvels at Quinn's cuteness. Quinn makes grabby hands at Miranda's long, brown hair. "Sorry little one, but this is my hair," Miranda says, moving her hair back behind her shoulder.

Quinn smiles and giggles at Miranda. "I think she likes you!" Blaine says. "Wow, a baby that actually likes me," Miranda jokes. Quinn begins to squirm around in Miranda's arms. That's her sign that she doesn't want to be held by anyone except Blaine anymore. I'm scared that they'll get too close together and Quinn will develop separation anxiety. I know, dogs have it, but humans can have it too, right?

"I don't think she likes me anymore,"  Miranda says. Blaine waltzes over and takes Quinn away. Not harshly, easily. "She doesn't dislike you, she just wants to be held by me," Blaine assures. "Yeah, keep telling me that. It won't make me feel better!" Miranda exclaims.

"We'd better go. I'm sure Quinn and you two are exhausted," Aunt Alex says. "You don't have to go," I reply. "Yes, but me and Miranda need to get going. We have a lot to do today," Aunt Alex insists. I peer at them with suspicion, "Sure." Blaine rolls his eyes at my weird suspicion towards my aunt.

I hug Aunt Alex. She kisses my forehead. I then hug Miranda, she hugs back, stiffly. You know, those weird stiff hugs you give your in laws or siblings? That's what we did.

Blaine bids goodbye to them as well. They then exit the house; it's just me, Blaine, and Quinn again. Quinn seems to be dozing on Blaine's chest. "Heh, looks like someone is tired," he says and kisses her head. "I'll put her to bed. She needs a little rest before my parents come over." He walks off to Quinn's room with her in his arms.

An evil thought comes to my mind. Me and Blaine will have at least an hour till his parents come over. Maybe we'll have a little time. If 'ya know what I mean. (A/N: I will NOT write smut right now.)

Blaine comes back into the room and sits beside me on the couch. "You know, we have some time before your parents come over," I say, trying my best not to sound seductive. "Yeah, we do," Blaine replies. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" I ask. "Fine,  just try to go easy so my parents don't notice," he replies. "Deal." I finalize.

You can only guess where this is gonna end up.

Happy New Year everyone! Who else is watching that count down thing tonight where Shawn Mendes performs? Bye Aqualines! See 'ya in 2017!
PS, who else like Falling in Reverse? Where's my fam at?!

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