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'There's urgent matters in the office, so I had to leave earlier. I'm sorry that I didn't bid you goodbye as I didn't want to disturb your rest. I made you breakfast, don't forget to eat them before you go. Je t'aime, Husband. See you soon.'
'Don't worry about it and thank you for the breakfast. Moi aussi, je t'aime, Mon Amour. See you soon.'
Wriothesley strecthes his body once again as he finishes replying his wife's message.
It's quarter to seven in the morning, and recalling how quick he is in terms of getting ready for work, Wriothesley gives himself five minutes more to get rid of his sleepiness.
Both he and his wife, Neuvillette, are busier than ever lately. Even sitting together for meals is a rare occurence for them, as they usually only meet in bed, with one of them have fallen asleep from fatigue and then wake up with one of them have already gone to the office.
Such a busy and tiring life, yet they can do nothing about it, unless they're bored of living in this peaceful country and letting the crime be handled easily.
Right. Wriothesley is the Administrator of Fortress Meropide, while his beautiful and otherworldy wife is none other than the almighty Chief Justice of Fontaine. Both of them are important people in the country.
A matchmade in heaven who are befriending the hassle of every day life as the part of Fontaine's justice system.
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"I still can't believe that you're finally willing to indulge us in your lovey dovey marriage." Furina resumed her snacking. "But I'm still with my everlasting opinion: your way to surprise your husband for his birthday is kind of plain, Neuvillette. Where's the colorful balloon? Where's the cute ribbon? Where's the party?"
Neuvillette could already feel his brows twitching in amusement after listening to the president's comment. "Pardon me, Lady Furina. My husband is a grown up man, if I must to remind you."
Furina sighed dramatically. "What it has to do with age? All my points are how to make this surprise party be a little merrier and grandiose!"
"I thank you for the concern, My Lady. But I believe that would be unnecessary." answered Neuvillette politely.
In fact, he really doesn't prepare anything aside of birthday cake and a custom wristwatch that he himself designed according to his husband's taste.
"You're no fun." Furina waved her hands carelessly.
"It's alright, Lady Furina. We all know that the Duke isn't someone who likes something grandeur. This small party is most suitable for him." Navia giggled.
"You guys are no fun at all."
'Knock knock knock'
"Excuse me, Lady Furina, Monsieur Neuvillette, and Lady Navia. Duke Wriothesley and Lady Clorinde have arrived and request an audience. May I let them in?"
"Go, go, go, hide!" Furina pushed Neuvillette into the resting room that connected to his room.
Navia makes sure that everything is settled before nodding to Furina, as a signal that they're ready.
"Let them in." Furina commanded, and the door is opened, revealing Wriothesley and Clorinde walked together to Furina, who sits leisurely on her chair.
"Greetings, My Lady."
"Yeah, yeah." Furina waved her hands with enthusiasm. "Please sit down as I will be straight to the point. The reason why I summoned you two to my office is to discuss about something."
Even without her explaining, Wriothesley knows that Furina won't summon them for nothing, since the lady is kind of afraid of Wriothesley because he's too big and too scary for her, so she tends to avoid him if needed.
Instead of getting infuriated, Wriothesley finds her funny, though he's still respect her a lot. She's the ruler of the country, as well as his wife's bestfriend. There is no reason for him to dislike her, even if sometimes she's too dramatic and loud for his likings.
"Sure, My Lady. Would you like to start the discussion now?" asked Wriothesley, without dallying further.
"Not too fast, Duke Wriothesley." Furina swayed her index finger. "First of all, we need some tea and snacks to accompany through the boring discussion."
She makes sure that her voice is loud enough so that Neuvillette and Navia who are waiting in the side room can catch it.
Clorinde, who already knew beforehand that the 'discussion' is a mere reason, sits calmly and waiting for the play to start.
"Please."
The door on Furina's left creaks open, followed by a man and two women voices with playful claps can be heard through the spacious room, singing happy birthday.
Wriothesley's blanked for a second before a baritone laugh slips past his lips.
"Is it my birthday today?"
For he really doesn't remember that it is.
"Yes, it is." Neuvillette stopped in front of him. His hands was holding a birthday cake that looked as pretty as the one who hold it. "Blow the candle, eung?"
Wriothesley brings his hands to cup his wife hands and do as he said.
Neuvillette smiled softly. "Happy birthday, my lovely Husband."
"Aaaww!" Navia cooed. "Happy birthday, Your Grace! I wish you a long peaceful life."
"Happy birthday, Duke Wriothesley. I still can't believe that your wife let us meddled in this affair, considering how he likes to keep his married life between the two of you only. Who knows what changes his mind though." Furina put her hand in her chest, sighing dramatically. "Anyway, may you have a long peaceful life and a strong healthy seeds for my precious Chief Justice. I need to see him pregnant with my nephew or niece soon. I've had enough waiting for your children. Look at Clorinde and Navia, they already gave me a very beautiful niece to play with. So, I advise you to hurry up!"
Hearing their superior's words, Neuvillette blushes while Wriothesley coughs instantly. Navia can't contain her laughter, Clorinde smirks at the couple.
"Happy birthday, Your Grace. My wishes are the same as my wife and Lady Furina. Hurry up and give my daughter a playmate."
"Honey, you may as well give His Grace a room to breathe. He looks like going to cough his lungs out." said Navia in between her laugh.
"T-thank you, everyone." Wriothesley successfully embarrassed himself on his birthday. "Well, hmm... Let's enjoy the cake, I suppose?"
He puts the cake on the table. Neuvillette hands him the knife and plate.
"The first slice is undoubtedy for my wife, who's always be here for me, sometimes without even care about himself." Wriothesley kissed Neuvillette's forehead. "Thank you for the surprise, Mon Amour. I love you."
Neuvillette accepts the cake with blush on his cheeks and coos by Furina and Navia. Despite the fact that the people surrounding them now are their close relatives, he can't help but shy because of this PDA.
"Anything for you, my Husband. Thank you for the cake, and I love you too."
Wriothesley smirks and pinchs his wife's straight nose playfully. Neuvillette is so beautiful, kind, and very lovely. God knows what deed Wriothesley did in his previous life for him to have a picture perfect of wife like him.
"The second slice is for My Lady Furina. Thank you for your help all of these times, My Lady."
"No worry. You're my beloved Chief Justice's husband after all." Furina seemed so eager to receive the cake, and smiled in satisfaction when seeing that her slice is bigger than Neuvillette's one.
There is nobody present who doesn't know how much she's a sucker for sweets.
"The third and fourth slices are for the beautiful couple. Would you like to have one in each plate or may I put it in the same plate?"
"Same plate, please." Navia looked at Clorinde. "You don't mind, do you?"
Clorinde shook her head. "Not at all."
"Alright." Wriothesley cuts the final slices for Clorinde and Navia.
Together, they enjoy the cake while chatting over trivial matters, avoiding any work-related discussion in this lovely afternoon.
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"Are you going to sleep now, Husband?"
Being asked like that after just getting out from the shower, Wriothesley raised his brows. "Not yet. Why is it, Beautiful?"
Neuvillette smiled. "I still have some presents for you."
"Another presents?" Wriothesley returned his wife's smile. "I thought today's surprise party was all I got. Turns out there is another present, hm?"
"Eung." Neuvillette beckoned his husband to come to his side, helping him drying his hair with towel.
"Come here. I'll help you dry your hair first."
Wriothesley obeys happily. Neuvillette rises from the bed, positioning himself in between Wriothesley's legs to make his movement easier while the handsome man hugs his waist protectively, burrying his head on his wife's stomach.
Neuvillette feels his stomach churns in happiness.
If only Wriothesley knows...
Well, soon he will know.
"Okay, done." Neuvillette ran his hands on his husband's now dry hair. "Don't sleep yet, Husband."
Wriothesley lazily lifts his face from Neuvillette's stomach. Ten minutes of Neuvillette's hands played with his hair makes him kind of drowsy.
"Thank you, Mon Amour."
"You're welcome. Now let go of me, Husband. I'm going to put the towel to the washroom."
"Let me." Wriothesley took the half wet towel from his wife's hands.
"Eung." Neuvillette smiled watching his husband walking towards the washroom.
While waiting for Wriothesley, Neuvillette goes to their shared cabinet, taking his presents that wrapped in blue and white box respectively. He smiles to himself, holding those two presents wholeheartedly and going back to their bed.
Not long after, Wriothesley comes and joins him. He's leaning on the bed headboard, Neuvillette sits in between his legs. His slim back meets Wriothesley's broad and firm chest.
Wriothesley wrapped his hands around his wife's waist. "So, where's my other presents?"
"Here." Neuvillette holds up the two presents. When Wriothesley moves to get them, Neuvillette put the blue one away. "I want you to open the white one first."
"Alright." Wriothesley chuckled, accepting the white box. "Can I open it now?"
"Eung."
He unwraps the ribbon, only to find an exquisite and brand new model wristwatch which he never sees the design before.
"Wow..." Wriothesley took the watch and examined it with amazement. It has the logo of his favorite brand, but he can't remember if they have this kind of model.
Or is it a new arrival items? Because if they sell it long a time ago, it's impossible for Wriothesley to not have it, since the design is very perfect for his taste.
Neuvillette saw the enthusiast glints on his husband's eyes and couldn't contain his smile.
"Do you like it, Husband?"
"I love it, Mon Amour." Wriothesley moved his gaze from the watch to his wife's beautiful lilac eyes. "Thank you."
"Glad you like it. I spent amount of times to perfect the design."
And seeing how Wriothesley seems so fascinated about it, Neuvillette knows it's really worth the time and the price.
"You designed this yourself?" Wriothesley asked in surprised tone.
"Eung." Neuvillette nodded. "With the help of our capable secretary, Sigewinne, in searching for the materials needed."
"No wonder this watch is very beautiful. Turns out it's just like the designer himself." Wriothesley kissed Neuvillette's forehead. "Thank you very much, Mon Amour."
"Sappy." Neuvillette rolled his eyes, yet his lips couldn't hide the shy smile. "Don't forget to also thank Sigewinne later." he added. "Let's open the second present."
"Third." Wriothesley corrected. "Because the first one was the surprise party today."
Neuvillette giggles. Well, if Wriothesley also wants to count the surprise party as present, he can't come to disagree, right?
"Alright, alright." Neuvillette slapped his husband's arm playfully with his left hand, while the other handed the blue box. "Now open the third present, will you?"
Wriothesley does as his wife say, and become frozen instantly after opening the lids.
"Neuvillette... Y-you..." he took the item inside with trembling hands. "T-this is... Y-you..."
A test pack and an ultrasound photo.
Neuvillette smiled softly, bringing his husband free hand on top of his stomach, guiding him to caress the place where their baby is now growing.
"Happiest birthday, soon-to-be-daddy..." he tilted his head back. "I wish you have a long peaceful life, also a smooth-sailed, meaningful, beautiful journey to become the best husband and father for our child. Thank you for having me as your wife, letting me carry your flesh and blood, and last but not least, for coming to my life."
Not only his hands are trembling, but now Wriothesley's whole body is also shaking heavily.
"Neuvillette..." Wriothesley choked. "Neuvillette..."
"I'm here, Husband."
"Neuvillette..." a sob was heard. "Neuvillette..."
"I'm here, Wriothesley. I'm all yours, Husband." Wriothesley sobs hard, hiding his face Neuvillette's long hair. Kissing the top of his head repeatedly as he can't squeeze a word now.
Neuvillette lets his usually emotionally strong husband to cry his heart out, while he also lets himself crying with him.
This is their life, that will be completed in maybe less than seven months.
"Doctor Baizhu confirmed I'm already in my nine weeks now. At first, I didn't know that I'm pregnant, considering how I wasn't having any signs of pregnancy at all, even until now." Neuvillette explained.
"And what makes you decide to see the doctor?" asked Wriothesley in hoarse voice. His face is still not leaving Neuvillette's hair.
"Because my period is too late." Neuvillette caressed Wriothesley's arms. "I thought that it was because of the stress, but as I remember, not caring of how tired and stressful my work is, my period was never more than a month late."
"And why didn't you tell me about it, nor ask me to accompany you to see the doctor?"
"5thYou know how busy our works lately." Neuvillette sighed. "We even rarely see each other when we open our eyes, right?"
"I'm so sorry, Mon Amour." Wriothesley said apologetically.
"What are you apologizing for, Husband?" Neuvillette shook his head. "It's not your fault, we both are busy. If there's someone who has to apologize, then it's me. I didn't realize that I'm pregnant, and continue to work as hard as usual, putting aside my conditions."
"You just said that it's none of our fault as we are both busy, but now why do you blame yourself for this?" Wriothesley kissed his hair. "Let's not continue this self-blaming conversation and start focus on our little angel here, alright?" he puts their hands on top of Neuvillette's stomach.
Wriothesley has stopped crying and somewhat busy calming his wife sudden anguish. Seems like the pregnancy hormones is working, hm?
"Eung." Neuvillette nodded. "Are you... Happy with the presents?"
Wriothesley couldn't believe that his wife still asking this question. "I guess you have to turn your body to see how ugly my face from crying in happiness." he murmured. "Turn your body, Baby."
"Baby as in our little baby or me?"
"Archon..." Wriothesley couldn't stand this cuteness. "Both, since our little baby is inside you and you're my only baby as for now."
Neuvillette blushes as Wriothesley guides him to turn his body to face him.
"Look at me." Wriothesley held Neuvillette's chin with his index finder and thumb. "Neuvi... Mon Amour..."
Their eyes meet, full of love.
"I don't know how to put my words, but a 'thank you' will never enough for you. You must know that I'm very, very, very grateful for all the things you gave me, whether in the past, present, and in the future." Wriothesley's hands moved to cup his wife's cheek. "Thank you, Neuvillette. I will repay you with all my love and respect, as long as I live."
"And I believe you do, my husband. My Wriothesley." Neuvillette teared up. "Let's be together forever, watching our children as they got older. Till death do us apart."
They share a long and passionate kiss. Wriothesley left hand is hugging Neuvillette's wife, while the other hand doesn't stop rubbing his stomach, trying to feel the existence of their little angel who has already lived inside the mother's womb for nine weeks.
"Till death do us apart."
'And I hope our baby looks like you, both in appearance and character wise. So that when I see them, it will be a constant reminder of how much love and strength you give me in this life. I love you, forever and ever.'