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“No…”
“C’mon Max…”
“No, I don’t want to, it’s weird…”
Lando sighed as he looked at Max as he lay down on the sofa, his feet resting on Max’s lap. He was currently 6 months pregnant with Max’s child and had been trying to convince Max to talk to the bump, having read that if you talk to the baby, it will hopefully recognise the voice of who’s talking. He had been trying for the past 20 minutes but Max had refused to.
Lando frowned slightly and pouted, trying his hardest to get Max to talk to their baby. “Please Max…”
“Why Lando? Isn’t it silly?”
“It’s not silly Max, I’ve read that if you do, the baby will recognise your voice when they’re born.” Lando told him, still looking at him with a pout.
Max sighed and looked at Lando, seeing him pout and look like he was on the verge of tears and he really didn’t want him to start crying…again. “I’ll do it if you want me to, but this is the only time.”
Lando smiled brightly and sat up slightly to kiss Max on the cheek before laying back down and pulling up his shirt slightly. “Okay, thank you Maxy!”
Max sighed and leaned down, his face not that far away from Lando’s bump and placed a soft kiss on it before he started to talk.
“Hey…”
“Max, you need to say more than just that!”
Max sighed softly before he started again. “Hey little one, I’m your Dada and the one carrying you is your Papa. You were a surprise, to both me and your Papa but you’re the best thing that could’ve happened to us and your papa is doing such a great job at carrying you and making that you’re healthy. Your papa thinks you’re going to be a little girl, but I disagree, I think you’re going to be a boy but whatever you are, we’ll be happy if you’re healthy when you finally arrive in a few months. We have a nice nursery for you when you’re born and everything you will need. We can’t wait to meet you baby, and neither can your uncles, and by uncles I mean most of the other drivers. I love you little one and so does your papa.” He smiled softly before he kissed the bump again, placing a hand on it and feeling the baby kick softly.
He heard soft sniffles and looked up to see Lando looking down at him with tears running down his cheeks and a bright smile on his face as he watched. Max frowned slightly as he looked at him and sat up again before kissing his forehead, a thumb moving to wipe away his tears.
“What’s wrong baby?”
Lando sniffled before pulling his shirt down and sitting up before curling up into Max’s side the best he could, resting his head on his shoulder. “Nothing, I’m just overwhelmed…”
Max wrapped an arm around him, holding him close. “Why’s that baby?”
“The way you were talking to the baby, it was…it was just so sweet Max…” Lando sniffled again as a few more tears ran down his cheeks.
Max sighed and smiled softly before he kissed Lando’s forehead again, moving a hand to rest back on Lando’s bump. “I know it was…I’m glad you got me to do that Lando, I enjoyed it…”
“Me too Max, me too.”