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Part 1

Armin squeezes my hand back. My grip on his hand is not deadly or too firm, but is still secure. I don’t want to let go. I can’t let go. I look up at him, taking his handsome features. I hope the babies look like him. But I suppose it’s a bit early to be thinking about that type of stuff, but then again, is it ever too early for anything in a pregnancy? Sure, it feels like I’m going to be pregnant for the rest of eternity right now, but in reality, it’s only nine short months.

Armin notices my staring and looks down at me, a glimmer of something I can’t quite figure out in his eyes. It looks hopeful, probably joyous. He grins at me.

“What’re you looking at me for? The main attraction’s up there!” He points up to the screen.

On the screen, we seen two little blobs floating around.

Our children.

I smile at the sight. Two little babies. Little babies who I’m going to love more than anything in the world. Besides Armin, of course.

“Would you like to know the genders?” The nurse holding the wand asks. My eyes widen and my grin spreads.

“We really get to know right now?” Armin voices my exact thoughts.

“If you’d like to, yes.”

Armin looks at me, looking to confirm what we have already discussed. I nod my head energetically, smile plastered to my face.

Once again, Armin does the speaking. “I think we would. Yes, please.”

The room is painted a light shade of pink. It’s a little room, just big enough to snuggly fit two of everything. Two cribs. Two tiny dressers. Two little ultrasound photos framed on the wall. Just above the head of each crib rests a painting of a flower, and the name of the flower printed beneath it in flowy writing. The names of our little baby girls. Lily and Rose.

It’s been a few month since our little angels were born, and Armin and I couldn’t be happier. Sure, we were still recovering from the lack of sleep, but there’s not much to complain about when you see their lovely little smiles.

We’ve just finally lain them down to sleep, but still reside a bit to watch over them. I feel weird watching them sleep, but when they’re just little babies, it doesn’t feel too odd.

“So-“I sigh lightly, careful to not speak too loud and wake up Lily and Rose. “What now?”

“We get married?”

“Well I meant like as in should we watch a movie or go to bed or something like that, but alright.

Let’s get married.”