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Made With Love

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"Poppet, pack your bags!" Arthur called from the back room of the bakery, "We need a break from this bakery for a while. I'm tired of always baking for people!"

Smiling nervously at the customer you were helping, you timidly yell back to your husband, “Why-why is that, dear? I thought that this bakery was your dream!” Quickly, you ring the pastry up and follow the customer out, closing the door behind them and flipping the sign to ‘closed’.

“This is my dream, love.” He says fondly, coming from behind the counter to catch you, pressing your back to him, “I’m married to a beautiful woman, I have the bakery I’ve always wanted, and my family loves you and they finally accept me! And, Alfred has stopped calling me gay so that’s a plus. The thing is,” he sighs on the top of your head, his flour coated hands squeezing you slightly, “We’ve been married for a year and we still haven’t had our honeymoon.”

“Then, let’s take a week off, close the bakery, maybe we can ask Matthew if we borrow his cottage, the one on the country side here? He never uses it after he moved to Canada so I’m sure-” a warm, familiar pair of lips cut you off.

“That sounds lovely. I’ll ring him up now; you go pack your bag, alright?” Arthur smiles lovingly, resting his forehead on yours.

Overjoyed, you run upstairs to the flat that you live on above the bakery as he calls with the phone in the back of the shop. “Matthew? Yes, it’s been awhile. I know. I was wondering if (Y/n) and I could use your vacation home? Yes, that one. No, we won’t have sex.” Arthur sighs into the still air, “Because we haven’t done that yet, alright? Well- yes, I- Hold on now! Yes we sleep in the same bed but…” he smiles, listening as you hurry about upstairs, “I’m happy just holding her at night…” Then, the man bristles, “Matthew that is extremely inappropriate! Can we just borrow the cottage? Thank you! And the key? In the gutter, yes, alright. Thank you.” As he’s about to hang up the phone, the voice shouts over the line again. “What was that? Why do I want to borrow the cottage? Well, because (Y/n) and I are always working and I don’t really get the chance to be with her, even though we’re married…” he sighs, “I want to make this week as amazing as the night of our wedding. Yes, I’ll tell her. Goodbye.”

Arthur chuckles as you trip down the stairs, your bag next to over-filled.

“So…” you grin in hope, “Did he say yes?”

“Yep,” he says easily, “He also asked me to tell you that he would like red velvet cupcakes left in the fridge because he’s flying out next week.”

“That’s doable but whatever for? He likes maple cupcakes.” You frown, gathering supplies from the kitchen.

“It’s a girl.” Your husband laughed, “Her name is Maddie.”

You squeal, jumping around and grabbing Arthur’s hands to force him to spin as well. “That’s wonderful! And… and now I’m quite dizzy.” As you begin to sway, Arthur pulls you close, steadying you.

“Wait in the car and I’ll be right down, alright love?”

“Mhm~” you giggle, skipping out the door with your bag and you get into your car to wait for Arthur.

Time skip

“Love~” Arthur says gently, shaking your shoulder, “We’re here, wake up.”

“Hmm?” you rub your forehead, drowsy, “Let me sleep here.” Adjusting in your seat, you turn from the freckled man. You hear him sigh and leave the car, only to reappear on your side.

“I’ll get the bags in the morning…” he murmurs, unbuckling and lifting you up. Carefully, the man carries you up to the door. “(Y/n), I need to put you down really quickly, alright?”

You hum in response, cuddling closer. He sighs and sets you on the porch swing so that he can unlock the door. By the time he’s gotten the key and opened the door, you were fast asleep on the hard surface.

“Do you try to make this as hard as possible?” Arthur chuckles, his blue eyes twinkling as nuzzles you and pick you back up to lead you through the door and to the large couch. Muttering about how Matthew needed to get a bed for the place, the Brit locked the cottage up and lay next to you, pulling you close.

“Tomorrow, our fun can start.” He yawns, kissing the top of your head before falling asleep.

Time skip

You groan as you feel the sunlight hit your eyelids, turning away from it and towards a warm chest. Sighing, you accept the fact that it was day time. In fact, it was the last day you had before having to go back to work. Squinting against the light, you roll from the couch you had slept on for the past few nights.

Carefully, as to not wake your pink-haired husband, you begin baking the cupcakes that Matthew asked for as well as making breakfast. Smiling, you think about the week. You and Arthur had spent the whole time outside; from eating, to playing on an old tire swing that Arthur played on when the cabin was his mother’s, to other adult things.

You finish making breakfast and set it on the table in front of the sleeping Englishman, letting the smell of it wake him up as you finish cleaning up.

 

Epilogue: 1 month later

“Arthur!” you scream sound through the bakery. Your husband looks at his customer before sprinting to the bathroom you were in, hovering over the sink.

“What’s the matter! Are you hurt?” he gasps, frightened, as you turn with happy tears in your eyes.

“I’m pregnant!”

Arg! So, I was trying to set it up to be posted later and I posted it so sorry guys! Hope you like this! It was three pages!
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nerdygummybears13's avatar
"and other ADULT things..." XD LMFAO!!!! XD great story btw! :3