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oh this one made me tear up it was so ☹️ i love amelia

The Reason I Smile

Themes: Fluff/Angst

Word Count: 6.2K

Note: Hi my loves!! 🫶🏼 Omg, I actually feel SO nervous about posting this one bc it’s a brand new fic & I don’t even know how I feel about it!! I originally started writing it like back in October I think, so I can’t believe it’s taken me so long to finish it, but I struggled with writers block soooooo much! I hope I can find the same passion for writing again like I had last year, but if it’s not good, I’m sorry😭 I really hope you enjoy reading it & please let me know what you all think 🩷

Away games had been an adjustment that you and Mason still struggled to navigate, especially now that Amelia was old enough to realise her dad was going to be away from home for a few nights.

Being the daddy’s girl she was, you always dreaded when he left because you still hadn’t mastered being able to console her the way that he could. It was one of the aspects of motherhood you were still trying to come to terms with, and one you were trying not to let get you down.

Especially given the secret you’d been keeping for the last couple of weeks.

The past few nights hadn’t been great without him, but he was on his flight back, hopefully arriving at the airport shortly where you’d pick him up.

His trip to Bavaria had ended in defeat and the team was returning with low morale and exhaustion given the way their season was shaping up, and now they were at risk of being knocked out of the Champions League.

Thankfully, Mason’s parents and siblings had driven up the night before to keep you and Amelia company whilst he was gone.

You’d all watched the game together earlier, but it had been brutal.

It had been a particularly bad game for Mason, and Amelia had never seen her father so upset or angry on the pitch before. You could see the way his sadness was weighing her down, and whilst she was still so little, she was incredibly perceptive and empathetic towards both of you when she could tell you weren’t feeling your best.

She had run between your legs, looking up at you with the big brown eyes that she’d inherited from her father.

“Daddy’s sad” She pouted, pushing her lower lip out, and your heart broke watching it quiver. You scooped her up into your lap, brushing her hair out of her eyes and kissing the top of her head.

“I know angel, we’ll have to cheer him up when he gets home, won’t we?” You said, smiling at her to let her know it was okay.

She sniffed a little and you sighed, knowing she wouldn’t cheer up until her dad was back home.

Thankfully, Summer - older and a lot more perceptive - realised that Amelia needed cheering up and was over to you in less than a minute, holding her arms out for Amelia to climb into.

“Amelia, why don’t we do a drawing for Uncle Masey to make him smile when he gets home” She suggested.

You caught Jaz’s eye, the pair of you sharing a smile at how caring Summer was.

“That sounds like a brilliant idea, that’d make daddy so happy” You cooed, standing Amelia up on your thighs before lowering her onto the floor.

Amelia still didn’t look convinced, but she let Summer drag her over to the coffee table as Debbie grabbed them some paper and pens, letting Mila join in on their little arts and crafts project as well.

Your heart fluttered seeing them interact and you let your mind wander, before snapping back to reality.

You sighed, sinking back into the sofa. The game had finished earlier in the day and Mason had gotten on his flight a few hours ago.

You were just waiting for him to text you so you could leave to go and pick him up.

“I don’t know if Mason is going to be up to having everyone here” Jaz sighed, from beside you.

You shook your head.

“Don’t be silly, Jaz. You know he loves it when you guys are here. Hopefully the flight will have calmed him down a little” You reassured her.

“Well - good luck dealing with the grump” She teased, squeezing your shoulder and you couldn’t help but giggle.

Having been with Mason for long enough now, you knew how to deal with him when he was feeling a bit down from a bad game.

The pair of you fell into small talk, watching the girls happily colour in across the table.

You were so glad that Amelia had a good relationship with her cousins. Despite the fact that they lived so far, there was still a strong bond between them, and it melted your heart how much they loved each other.

It had always bothered you that Amelia didn’t see them often, but you knew it wasn’t something to worry about in the long run, especially now.

Lewis had sat down with the girls, helping them colour in whilst Debbie had decided to get started on dinner. You were just going to order a takeaway but she had insisted on cooking a homemade meal for you all, another attempt to hopefully cheer Mason up when he got home.

You couldn’t deny that you were incredibly relieved that they were all here. Having the help whilst Mason was gone was a lifesaver, especially considering how needy your little girl got - not to mention how exhausted and run down you’d been feeling lately.

You were just smiling, watching them all laugh and joke with one another when you felt your phone buzz in your back pocket.

You sighed as you tucked your phone into your back pocket before turning around to everyone that was still seated in your living room.

You were glad you were able to go and collect him and have some time to try cheering him up before he had to put on a brave face for everyone.

“Right, you lot. I’m going to go get him, I’ll be back in a while” You promised as Jaz smiled, giving your hand a squeeze.

“Y/N, don’t feel bad if you need to take the long way home” She winked, and you shook your head, biting back a smile and knowing that it would take him a while to get out of his head and feel a bit better about himself.

Ten minutes later, you were in your car, your Spotify playlist blaring through the speakers as you made the trek to the airport. You didn’t live too far, and thankfully there wasn’t much traffic so you got there pretty quickly.

Even though you were upset for him, you were more excited to finally have him back. You always hated when he was gone, and your home never felt whole without him. You’d been feeling overly emotional recently and you didn’t like being without him for longer than you had to either.

You’d been parked up at the pick up point for about ten minutes, killing time by playing Candy Crush when you felt someone knock on your window.

You’d been so engrossed in your phone that you’d jumped, your hand clutching your chest as you tried to calm your erratic heartbeat.

You snapped your head to the side, and your eyes lit up at the sight of Mason standing peering into the car with a tired smile and soft eyes.

You practically lit up with excitement at the sight of him.

You tossed your phone into the passenger side of the car, and pushed the door open so you could climb out.

“Hi baby” He hummed, as you launched yourself at him.

Mason stumbled backwards, a soft giggle escaping his lips as he wound his arms around your waist and hoisted you up, squeezing you tightly. He pressed his face into your neck, breathing you in and you knew it was a mixture of missing you and needing your comfort.

He hadn’t realised just how much he’d missed you until he had you back in his arms.

You curled your fingers in his hair, scratching at his scalp as he slowly settled you back on your feet, lifting his head up from your neck so he could look at you.

The miserable expression on his face broke your heart, and you reached for him, cradling his face in your hands and brushing your thumbs under his eyes.

“S’okay baby, you’re back home with me now” You cooed, leaning forward and brushing your nose against his.

You felt him let out a shaky breath, as he sniffled before kissing the top of your head.

“I missed you a lot” He admitted, and you pouted, his sadness and exhaustion making your heart hurt.

“I missed you too, Masey. I’m sorry it didn’t go the way you wanted” You whispered, as his eyes flickered to yours, his lips pushed together in a pout.

You reached up on your tiptoes, pressing your lips against his in a sweet kiss. Mason returned it, almost melting into you and you finally felt yourself relax, relieved that he was back home.

You stood there for a little while, exchanging soft kisses, before you eventually pulled away, and smiled at him, your eyes twinkling with happiness that he was home.

“C’mon, you’ve got an army of little girls that are ready to cheer you up” You reminded him, as the pair of you climbed back in the car and Mason looked over at you with a sad expression.

“She saw me, didn’t she?” He sighed, as you leaned over the console to press a final gentle kiss to his lips.

You couldn’t help yourself, you would never be able to have enough of him.

“She did, but she just wants to cheer you up, babe” You reassured him, but the sad expression on his face told you that he was disappointed Amelia had seen him so frustrated on the pitch.

You followed Jaz’s advice and took the long way home, giving Mason some time to blow off steam about how he felt.

He offloaded about how badly the game had gone, explaining that there was a lot of tension in the dressing room right now and all the media speculation was affecting everyone. You’d never understood how he dealt with it all, but you were glad he could open up to you.

If Mason had noticed you turned a fifteen minute car drive into forty-five minutes, he didn’t say anything, but by the end of his little rant, he felt a little lighter and he was glad you’d just given him a chance to get it all off his chest.

“I’ve missed you, angel. I hate being away from you for so long” He admitted, and you felt your tummy do a backflip.

It always astounded you the fact that even after all these years, he still had this effect on you.

“I hate it too” You sighed, finally pulling up outside your house, the pair of you sitting in the drive for a moment as Mason prepared himself to face his family and the kids.

“C’mere, I won’t have a minute alone with you once we get inside” He whispered, beckoning you over and you smiled at his thoughtfulness before leaning over the console to brush your lips against his.

Mason’s hand curled around the back of your neck, deepening the kiss, and you let yourself sink into him. It had been days without his touch, and with your head all over the place lately it was easy to get riled up, but you needed to remember you had his family waiting for you.

It didn’t mean you couldn’t indulge in him for a little while though.

You let him trail kisses down your jaw, before pressing his face into your neck, and inhaling deeply.

Your little secret was on the tip of your tongue, but you knew he was still in his head about the game. Your heart was thumping in your chest, as you stroked the back of his head, knowing he just needed a cuddle.

“You feeling any better, baby?” You murmured, gently tugging his head up so he could look at you.

He offered you a sad smile, although it didn’t reach his eyes.

“I always feel better when I’m with you angel” He admitted, his voice soft.

His words made your heart melt.

You pushed your lips out in a pout, but Mason was quick to close the distance between you both.

It was a soft, loving kiss - one that made your toes curl and your tummy do backflips, and although you hated that he was so sad, you were just relieved he was back with you.

“C’mon, let’s get inside” He mumbled, against your lips, but making no move to pull away.

You gripped his head, pressing a series of kisses to his lips, before finally letting him go, so you could make your way inside.

Ever the gentleman, Mason got out of the car first, as you grabbed your things, before running around and opening the door for you. You helped him grab his bags from the boot, before the pair of you made your way inside.

The house was loud, everyone laughing and joking with each other, as Mason left his suitcase by the front door, and the pair of you took your shoes off.

You offered him a smile, holding your hand out for him, as he took it, letting you give it a gentle squeeze before rounding the corner and entering the living room where everyone was sitting.

The girls were still at the table, adding the final touches to their card for him. Lewis, Tony and Sam were chatting away on the sofa, and you assumed Jaz was in the kitchen helping Debbie.

“Uncle Masey!” Summer cried excitedly, being the first of the three girls to spot him.

Everyone’s heads whipped around, and you saw Amelia’s eyes light up at the sight of her father.

Summer was the first to rush over, wrapping her little arms around Mason’s legs before thrusting the card that the three of them had made into his hands.

“Look what we made for you, Uncle Masey” She beamed, grinning from ear to ear.

You glanced over at Amelia, unable to miss the way her expression dropped. She pushed her lips together, trying to hold back tears the way that Mason had done moments prior in the car, and you sighed, knowing she felt a little jealous that Summer had managed to get to Mason first.

Mason was patting Summer’s head, before crouching on his knees, and beckoning Amelia and Mila to come over too, so he could have cuddles with all three of them.

You kept an eye on Amelia who waddled over on her little chubby legs, wrapping her arms around his neck as Mila followed closely behind.

You hoped it was just a momentary instance of envy from your daughter, and you left the men to deal with the kids before joining Debbie and Jaz in the kitchen.

“Is he back?” Debbie asked, as you nodded, helping Jaz unload some plates so you could set the dining table.

“How’s he doing?” Jaz asked.

“I just think he’s shattered, but he’s in with the girls.” You told them, and you watched as Debbie sighed.

“Sometimes, he’s too hard on himself for his own good” She sighed, and you nodded in agreement, knowing that Mason would do his best to show everyone he was fine and that the game didn’t bother him too much, but in reality he would’ve been eating himself up inside.

The pair of them excused themselves for a moment to go see him whilst you got to work washing up a few of the dirty dishes so there was less work to do after everyone had eaten.

Debbie popped in a few times before helping you finish set the dining table for everyone, and soon enough everyone was sat around, chatting animatedly with each other.

Mason was definitely happy to be home, but in truth he was exhausted. He felt jet-lagged from the flight, and as much as he wanted to spend time with the kids, he didn’t really feel up to it.

Summer had insisted on reading the card the three girls had created for him, and he thought his heart might melt out of love for them all, but he just needed a bit of time to wallow in self pity.

Amelia had been trying to get her father’s attention for a few minutes, but he’d been stuck in his own head as he waited for dinner to get ready.

Eventually, he stroked her cheek gently before handing her to his father.

“I’m just gonna get a quick shower, okay?” He muttered to his Dad, who nodded, taking Amelia happily.

Due to his distracted mind, Mason didn’t notice Amelia’s face drop, the little girl thinking her Dad didn’t want to spend time with her.

Mason nipped upstairs, spending a little longer in the shower than usual.

He was happy to be back home, but he just wished it was under better circumstances. He’d missed you and Amelia so much, but he thought he might’ve preferred it if the rest of his family hadn’t been there. He felt awful for even thinking it, but at least he didn’t have to pretend with his girls.

When he eventually came back downstairs, you were just finishing setting up the dining table as everyone settled round getting ready to eat.

Summer immediately rushed over to him, wanting to sit next to him, and Mason nodded with a tired smile, patting the seat next to him.

You couldn’t help but notice that your little girl kept glancing over at her dad with big sad eyes and although you knew it wasn’t Mason’s fault, you felt awful knowing she was so upset and he hadn’t realised that she wanted a bit of attention from him.

Thankfully, everyone knew better than to talk about the game so the topic steered clear and you knew Mason was grateful. He always hated recounting the game when they’d lost, wanting to come to terms with it in his own time and space.

Lewis kept everyone entertained with stories about his job, but the entire dinner all you could focus on was Amelia, who remained quiet in her grandpa’s lap, barely eating her food and just looking down, instead of laughing and giggling along with everyone else.

After everyone had eaten, and all the dishes had been cleared away, everyone had settled in the living room. Mason was sitting with the men, quiet and occasionally nodding in agreement with something his father said.

He caught your eye a couple of times and sent you a soft, tired smile.

The girls had been sitting together, playing with some of Amelia’s building blocks, but Amelia was behaving much like her Dad, quiet and not as excitable as she usually was with her cousins.

You felt exhausted yourself, so you were grateful when Jaz suggested she was going to get Summer and Mila ready for bed, wanting to do the same with Amelia.

It broke your heart when you saw Amelia sitting on the edge of the sofa, her lips pushed together in a pout.

You scooped her up, stroking her hair gently and rocking her back and forth. Your daughter immediately curled into you, pressing her face into your neck and letting out a sad little quiet cry.

You sighed, rubbing her back and letting her get it out of her system.

Thankfully, everyone was making a lot of noise and no one seemed to notice Amelia upset in your arms. You didn’t want them to faff around her, especially when you knew why she was so upset.

“Mase, can you make sure everything’s locked up before you come up, babe?” You called, glancing over your shoulder at him. He nodded, but frowned questioningly at the sight of Amelia clinging to you.

“C’mon, Amelia. Let’s say goodnight to Daddy and get to bed” You murmured, but unlike usual, Amelia refused to move her face out of your neck and clung to you tighter.

Mason’s face fell a little. Amelia had never gone to bed without saying goodbye to him, even when he was away, he always called her and his heart thudded in his chest wondering why his little girl didn’t wanna speak to him.

“I think we should all head to bed, it’s been a long day” Tony said, standing up and Mason nodded, albeit he was distracted by Amelia’s behaviour.

“Go on, head up. I’ll lock up down here” He mumbled, distractedly.

Mason held his hands out for Amelia, but she refused to go to him, and you just shook your head at him subtly, as his expression became pained.

“I’ll come up to say goodnight okay, baby?” He murmured instead, and pressed a kiss to the top of Amelia’s head, before you offered him a sad smile and carried her upstairs.

You helped her brush her teeth and get changed into her cute set of matching pyjamas with you, before slowly combing her hair back into a plait. Amelia didn’t speak, her lower lip still wobbling until you were satisfied that she was ready for bed and balanced her on your thighs so she could look at you.

“Amelia, what’s wrong?” You asked, gently.

Her big brown eyes found yours and a few tears leaked out of her eyes.

“Daddy doesn’t love me”

Your heart panted and you wanted to smack the back of Mason’s head for making her so upset, even though you knew he hadn’t done it intentionally.

“Of course Daddy loves you, Amelia. He’s just tired from travelling, that’s all. And he was a little sad, but you know you always make him really happy, don’t you?”

She refused to listen though, her cries getting a little louder, as she balled her hands into little fists and pressed them into her eyes.

”He played with Summer but not me”

Her jealousy over her cousin sent your heart racing, and you tried to think how best to navigate the situation.

“That doesn’t mean Daddy doesn’t love you, bubba. Daddy loves you more than anything in the whole wide world, you’re his favourite person” You reassured her, as she just continued to bawl into your chest.

“Oh, my sweet girl. Daddy’s going to feel awful about this” You sighed, cradling her in your arms and rocking her back and forth.

You hated seeing her so upset and you knew Mason was going to feel awful once you told him why she was being so icy with him.

“Shall we have some cuddles before bed?” You hummed, hoping the proposition would cheer her up, and when she snuggled further into you - you hoped it would mean she felt better.

Though she was still so young, and you knew that this was just a momentary feeling of sadness, you hated knowing she was so upset, and that she felt unsure about how much her Dad loved her.

You were laying on your bed, fingers running up and down Amelia’s back as you hummed a lullaby to her under your breath, admiring your baby and hoping she’d feel better in the morning.

It was only a short while later that Mason wandered into your bedroom, his expression softening immediately at the sight of his girls.

Amelia’s reluctance to look at him was still playing on his mind, and he was starting to feel worse than before, but he still plastered a smile as he climbed onto the bed next to you, reaching out to curl a strand of Amelia’s hair around his finger.

“Are you sleeping with us tonight my little princess?” He cooed, but to his disappointment, Amelia didn’t respond and just turned on her side, nestling further into you instead.

His face fell, and you just sighed.

“Amelia, Daddy asked you a question” You said, tickling her sides a little to elicit a giggle out of her, but she was too stubborn, just like her father.

“Amelia” Mason tried again, reaching for her to crawl into his arms, but she didn’t move.

“What’s wrong baby, why are you upset with me?” He asked, his pout identical to hers.

“I think she wanted you all to herself, babe. Looks like our girl doesn’t like sharing” You murmured, your voice barely above a whisper so Amelia didn’t hear you.

Mason’s mouth dropped a little, guilt flooding through him as he realised why his little girl was so upset with him, before he turned to Amelia, tilting her little head up so she would look at him.

“You know you’re my number one girl, don’t you bubba?”

Amelia didn’t speak, curling her lower lip into her mouth but when Mason reached for her this time, she didn’t fight him.

“Don’t you, Amelia?” Mason reiterated, his eyes searching hers.

Amelia’s resolve was beginning to weaken, and you couldn’t help but grin knowing that just like her mother, she was unable to resist him.

The toddler looked up at Mason with a sad pout, before nodding.

“Yes” She sniffed.

“That doesn’t sound like you know it, princess” Mason chided, playfully, holding his hands out and letting the little girl climb into his lap.

“I know it, daddy” Amelia sighed heavily as her lower lip began to wobble once more and she launched herself at him, starting to cry.

Both you and Mason exchanged a look, a little alarmed by her cries.

“I don’t like daddy being sad” Amelia bawled against his chest, and you felt your heart melt at the love she felt for him.

Mason’s heart ached.

As touched as he was that his daughter loved him so much, he couldn’t bear to see her so upset because of him. He held her tightly, pressing his face against her tiny head of hair, and rocking her back and forth.

“Daddy’s not sad, bubba. How can I be sad when I’m with my favourite girl in the world?” He cooed.

“Really, daddy?” Amelia asked, her tone hopeful and her tears beginning to dry.

Mason gently wiped the tears away, doing his best to hold back his own as he nodded. Amelia’s big brown eyes searched her father’s. He nodded again, and she stroked his face and leaned forward to kiss his nose, like he always did to her when she was feeling down.

“You’re the reason I smile everyday princess, you and Mummy”

You almost felt like you were intruding on their moment a little, but you felt yourself tear up a little at how sweet it was.

“Cuddles?” Mason suggested, glancing between you and your daughter, and you grinned, happy that she was feeling better.

You tried to lean in to Mason, but were met with the narrowed eyes of your daughter, giving you a dirty look.

You had to hold in a laugh, she was clearly tired of sharing her father with everyone all day.

“Alright my little diva, he’s all yours” You chuckled, leaning down to kiss the top of her head as she snuggled into Mason’s chest.

It didn’t stop Mason from sneaking an arm around your waist and holding you close. You knew he’d want to talk about it later, but for now you just enjoyed sharing a little family cuddle.

This.

This was your happy place and you wished you could stay like this forever.

You weren’t sure how long the three of you stayed like that until you heard a little knock on your door.

“Come in!” Mason called, as Jaz popped her head through the door.

“Aw” She cooed, when she caught sight of the three of you.

“Sorry to interrupt, Summer wants to know if she can have a sleepover with Amelia since it’s their last night here, and everyone wants Uncle Masey to read them a bedtime story” She said, her expression apologetic as she was sure Mason was too exhausted, but Mason just glanced at Amelia to see what she thought and she nodded her head enthusiastically.

“Yes, please daddy!” She said, eagerly.

“Well, how can I say no to that face?” He said, chuckling at the way her eyes lit up, before climbing out of bed.

“Coming, mama?” He turned to you, but you shook your head.

“I need to get ready for bed” You said, before gesturing for him to go, glad that both he and your daughter seemed to be feeling a little better.

You watched them with a smile as they followed Jaz to one of the guest rooms before climbing out of bed, and getting ready to shower before you slept.

For a few long moments, you stared at yourself in the mirror and wondered if tonight was the right time - you weren’t sure how Mason was feeling, but you decided you’d tell him only if it felt right.

You didn’t take too long in the shower, and once you’d finished all your skin care and were ready to climb into bed, Mason still wasn’t back.

You were pretty sure he was giving the girls a cinematic masterpiece of story time but you didn’t mind knowing that it would likely help him feel better too.

Inside the spare guest room, Mason was sat at the foot of the bed where the three little girls were all tucked in, all enamoured with his story about princesses and fairies.

As tired as he felt, their little faces looking up at him in awe made his day, especially Amelia - who’s eyes were now shining with joy, her earlier upset forgotten.

She was hanging on to his every word earnestly, whilst Mila dropped off first with Summer following quickly after.

Eventually it was just Amelia still awake, looking up at her Dad sleepily.

Sometimes Mason couldn’t believe she was actually real.

“I’m sorry Daddy made you sad tonight, my angel” Mason sighed, making sure to tuck her under the covers properly, but she just blinked sleepily.

“I’m sad when Daddy’s sad” She admitted, quietly, and Mason pushed his lip out in a pout, before bending down to kiss her forehead.

“Well, daddy’s never going to be sad ever again in that case” He told her, his voice soft as he stroked her hair, watching her adoringly as she slowly succumbed to her exhaustion.

“It’s okay daddy, even if you’re sad, me and Mummy, and Summer and Mila will cheer you up” She reassured him.

“I love you so much, Amelia” Mason murmured, quietly, as she smiled sleepily.

“I love you most daddy” She hummed, before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.

Mason stood there for a little while, just watching her sleep.

He’d felt miserable coming home, but now he wasn’t really sure why. His heart felt so full with love as he glanced down at his daughter and his two nieces, and he could feel a lump forming in his throat.

He hated being away from her, he felt like he missed too much. She looked so much like you, a genuine carbon copy even though she had his eyes.

He really was the luckiest man in the world, and knowing he had this amazing family made him forget about the disappointment of his job and realise that family would always be more important.

He pressed one final kiss to her forehead, before quietly leaving the bedroom, knowing the three girls were sound asleep.

You were laying in bed, scrolling through your social media when he wandered back into your bedroom half an hour later.

He looked tired, but that familiar twinkle was back in his eye and you were just relieved he looked better.

He quickly brushed his teeth before crawling into bed next to you in nothing but a pair of sleep shorts.

“Finally remembered me, have you?” You joked, grinning at him.

“I think she’s more jealous than you” Mason hummed, flopping down onto the bed, and laying his head on your chest.

You placed your phone, face down on your bedside table as you carded your fingers through his hair, scratching at his scalp gently.

Mason responded by pressing a gentle kiss over your heart.

“Like mother, like daughter” You hummed, and he let out a soft laugh, his hands winding around your waist, and clinging to you tightly.

“How are you feeling baby?” You asked, as Mason rolled off you and sat up against the headboard, gesturing for you to climb onto his lap. You did as he wanted, sliding your arms over his shoulders, so you could hug him properly.

“I felt shit about the game, and then knowing I upset Amelia felt even worse, but I’m okay now” He admitted.

You smiled gently, cupping his face in your hand and stroking his cheek.

“Little missy does not like sharing her daddy, does she?” You smiled, and he nodded.

“I hope she knows I’d die for her, she’s everything to me” He said, his tone sounding a little far away, getting a distant look in his eye and you knew he was feeling guilty about how upset she’d been.

”Baby” You cooed, holding his head up with your other hand and forcing him to look at you.

“Of course she knows that - she’s just our little drama queen” You reassured him, and he nodded, smiling and there was something about the soft way that he was looking at you that made you decide to take the plunge and tell him your little secret.

“She’s going to have to learn how to share though” You continued, trying to sound as casual as possible as you caught his eye.

Mason didn’t catch on, tilting his head to the side and looking a little confused by your words.

“What do you mean?”

You felt your heart thump in your chest.

This felt especially reminiscent of the first time, and what the heck - why not?

You reached for his hands, placing them on top of your belly, watching the exact moment that the realisation struck him.

He gasped, his eyes widening as he blinked before looking up at you.

“No way” He breathed.

You couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction, as you nodded.

Your heart melted as his eyes welled with tears, and he launched forward, peppering kisses all over your face.

“We’re having another baby?” He tried to keep his voice down, but there was no hiding the excitement in him.

“We’re having another baby” You confirmed, unable to stop giggling out of joy as Mason fell on top of you, overwhelmed with happiness, as his hands smoothed over your tummy, and he continued kissing your face.

“I love you, I love you so much!” He breathed, before leaning down to pepper kisses to your stomach.

His reaction made you wonder why you’d been nervous about telling him at all, and you felt overwhelmed with happiness.

Your heart felt ready to burst from the joy you felt, and you were so relieved you didn’t need to keep it a secret from him for any longer.

It took a little while for the news to sink in, as he kept repeating the same question in disbelief.

“You’ve actually turned this into the best day ever” He breathed, closing the distance between you with a searing kiss.

You sank into him, your body humming with love and happiness as you let him show you just how much he loved you.

Later that night you lay in his arms, head resting on his chest, as he occasionally dropped soft kisses to the top of your head. His hand was resting on your tummy, stroking your soft skin, as you both basked in the utter happiness you felt.

Mason’s sadness about the game, and upsetting Amelia was long gone and all he could feel was ecstasy that your little family was growing and he was going to get to experience being a dad all over again.

“I love you so much, Y/N. You really are the reason I smile every single day, I could never do this without you” He professed, and his words touched your heart so deeply, you found yourself welling up with tears.

“Mase” You said, softly lifting your head to look up at him.

“I love you too - more than I know how to tell you” You admitted softly.

”Oh God, Amelia’s not going to be happy when we tell her” He suddenly groaned, throwing his head back onto his pillow as the pair of you erupted into giggles knowing that your little girl was especially territorial over her father and wouldn’t be happy about having to share him with her baby sister or brother.

“She’ll be fine, she’s like her mummy after all” You reassured him, although you did find it amusing wondering how he was going to juggle the attention of two babies on a daily basis.

“Perfect just like her mummy” Mason said, sincerely.

“And this little bubba is going to be perfect too” He murmured, as you threaded your fingers through his and placed them atop your tummy, both of you in awe of the fact that you were growing another child.

“You really are my dream come true, angel. You know that?”

His words were so sweet, you couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear, looking over and meeting his gaze.

Mason’s eyes twinkled with happiness before leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your lips, and you felt your heart settle because he was finally home and you were both ready to embark on this next new chapter together.

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