Digimon Adventure ~ J.P.N Version
~ Episodes 53~54
+ Izumi Koushiro{u}’s (A d o p t i v e) Parent{s}
(amongst other Families of Chosen Children group)
"And for the s a k e of THOSE WE L O V E,
Who are W A I T I N G FOR US Back on E A R T H..."
- Koushiro, adding on to previous Comments of Chosen,
trailing off s o f t but F I R M L Y...
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@sxrgeantbarnes sent: 🍂 take a walk in the woods to look at the leaves //
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❝ I always love how COLOURFUL it is this time of year. Just can't beat how rich the reds and oranges are. How it's everywhere. ❞ The arm wrapped around Bucky's slides down, fingers interlacing with his, head coming to rest on his shoulder. ❝ And out here in the woods where not many people have trampled all over the leaves yet ? The ground almost looks fluffy with them. ❞
Dramatically kicking her feet through the leaves as she walks, Jess leaves an exaggerated, two-line path in her wake. ❝ Gonna miss this in a few weeks when it's just grey sludge and icy slush everywhere. Well ⸺ the snow is still pretty out here, away from the city. But it doesn't compare to how this looks. Or feels. ❞ A slightly warm temperature in the air, accompanied by a crisp breeze that passes through every now and again, it was PERFECT.
Straightening up, aggrandised kicks coming to an end as she peaks over at Bucky. Jessica nudges his shoulder with hers, swinging their arms just a little. A soft smile on her lips. ❝ Thanks for coming out with me. ❞
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@laviexenrose sent: can i pls have a drabble of callum and lexi happy together? or maybe when they first met?? anything you want! go wild
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Callum and Lexi weren’t trying for a baby, but they weren’t exactly trying to prevent one either. Still, it comes as a shock when Lexi sees those two little pink lines. Suddenly, she feels giddy and terrified all at once. She ends up so lightheaded from it all that she has to sit on the edge of the bathtub to steady herself, her eyes locked on those pink lines the whole time.
They weren’t prepared for this. Both she and Callum were so far from home and she still had two semesters left before she graduated. His full time job and her part time job were supporting them, but they still weren’t making enough to be comfortable with all the expenses that now lay before them - diapers and wipes, clothes, nursery furniture, doctor’s appointments, formula if they ended up needing or wanting it. Lexi had never given much thought to how her future children would eat. Now it felt profoundly important.
But they were having a baby.
She couldn’t help but wonder already if it was a boy or a girl, if it would look like her or Callum or an even mix of the two. Maybe it wouldn’t look much like either of them. Maybe it would look more like their parents or grandparents instead. Would it like sports or dance or something more academic than either she or Callum were interested in? Did Callum want a boy or a girl more? A boy might be more keen on hanging out with him on the farm but he would be an adorable girl dad too.
God, she already couldn’t wait!
But…would Callum share her sentiments? Was he ready for a baby or would their impending parenthood upset him? They had talked about children at length but it was usually after several years, a wedding, their move back to Wimberly, and after her bakery was up and running successfully. How far would a baby set all of that back?
Lexi suddenly felt like she was going to be sick and she couldn’t be sure if it was because of the nerves or if it was the morning sickness that prompted her to take the test in the first place. How was she going to tell him? Just saying it sounded kind of…boring? Anticlimactic? Doing it over a nice celebratory dinner or hiding the rest somewhere for him to find it just seemed a little on the cliche side. Maybe she would just…hold on to this little secret until she figured out the perfect way to surprise him. Callum already thought her nausea was just a little stomach bug. She could easily milk that for a few more days while she formulated a decent plan. There would be no harm in that, right?
———
Callum returned home from work about two hours later, give or take - two hours Lexi had spent scouring the internet for ideas. She clicks out of the tab in a panic when he moves across the living room to kiss her but if he notices, he’s doing a fantastic job at hiding it.
Good.
“Feeling better?” Callum asks as he pulls away, moving into the kitchen to drop several plastic bags on the table. “I stopped at the store on my way back and grabbed some groceries. I need to shower first but I’m making soup tonight. Should be a bit easier on your belly.”
“It comes and goes,” she answers, “but soup sounds great.”
Lexi can’t help but smiles as she watches him, imagining a baby with his ginger hair sitting in a high chair at the table or a child with her blue eyes standing on a little stepping stool beside him, learning to cut up carrots and celery. That, she can tell he notices because he looks at her for an extra beat before turning to head towards the bathroom. She was going to have to be more careful if she was going to make this work.
———
But the time Callum returns, Lexi has already unpacked the groceries and started preparing some of the ingredients. She was actually chopping the celery herself when his arms snake around her waist, making her jump. He laughs along with her.
“What are you doing?” he asks. “I’m supposed to be making dinner and you’re supposed to be resting.”
“I just started it,” she’s quick to reply. “I’m not entirely incapacitated.”
She wasn’t even sick!
“Go sit down. I’ll finish it.”
“Fine,” she groans as she moves back to the couch, eliciting another chuckle from Callum.
Lexi sits twisted backwards, arms folding on the back on the couch so she can rest her chin there as she watches Callum cook. The wide smile she can’t help but wear is thankfully disguised by genuine laughter when he turns on the radio, taking to dancing around the kitchen as he cooks.
It isn’t until later, as Lexi cleans their dishes and Callum puts them away, that he finally confronts her.
“Alright, spill it,” he says. A teasing smile spreads across his lips but the question is genuine all the same and it shows in his suspicious gaze and the uneven tilt of his brow. “You’ve literally never been so happy to do dishes. What’s up?”
“What? I’m always happy to do dishes!” She laughs her way through a failed attempt at defensiveness.
“You hate the dishes.”
“I do hate the dishes.”
He puts the last Tupperware in the fridge and moves to lean against the countertop beside her.
“Mmhmm. So what is it?”
Lexi wanted to wait. She needed to wait. The reveal would be so much better with some forethought, creativity, and planning. Pity that her tongue did not agree…
“We’re having a baby!”
She stands before him, water still dripping from her hands, bouncing on her toes like a little kid in a candy store. Callum, on the other hand, freezes in place, eyes widening.
“Wait, what?”
The way his voice deepens on the words makes her still instantly, suddenly more nervous than excited.
“We’re having a baby,” she repeats, more seriously this time around. “That’s why I’ve been sick. It’s not a stomach bug. It’s a baby.”
A best of silence passes, then two, then three. She can see the cogs turning behind his startled brain, slowly processing her confession, and then all at once he matches her ecstatic grin and she’s gathered up in his arms, toes barely touching the ground as he spins her. His hands come to her face after he sets her down again.
“Are you serious? This isn’t a joke?”
“If course not! I promise! Look, I can prove it!”
Lexi slips from his grasp and runs down the hall to retrieve the pregnancy test and had hidden in the drawer of her nightstand. He takes it in his hands gently like breaking it would somehow be akin to harming their baby.
“Oh my god,” he breathes, thrilled at first but then again with much more fear. “Oh my god. We have so much to do…”
“I know! I have to call the doctor and the guest room is going to have to be emptied for the nursery and we have to tell everyone else still. I don’t even know who to tell first. I mean, our parents obviously but then there’s everyone else. Maybe we should tell them together? We’re gonna have to call Isabelle, though, and she better answer me this time. I will not take being in Africa as an excuse.”
Callum laughs and pulls her in for one more kiss.
“God, I love you,” he breathes in the narrow space between them.
“I was worried you’d be upset,” she says. “It’s much sooner than we thought it’d be.”
He gives a breathy laugh. “I don’t care. We’ll make it work.”
Lexi nods, tears welling up in eyes. She’d claim pregnancy hormones but everyone knew she was a crier anyway.
“As long as our little bug is healthy, we can figure out the rest as we go,” Callum adds.
“Our little bug,” she laughs. “I like it.”
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