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“Johnny.” u shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some chocolate sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with spek and chocolate sauce.” u say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the bed in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the chocolate sauce!” u yell after him as u rub your belly.
“Johnny.” u shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some chocolate sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with spek and chocolate sauce.” u say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the bed in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the chocolate sauce!” u yell after him as u rub your belly.
u smiled at him, waiting for him to continue. He grabbed your hand. “I thought it’d be the coolest thing to be a train. I don’t even know why. Maybe because they’re always moving, they’re big, I don’t know.” He shrugs his shoulders.
“But as I got older, I realized I was like a train. Always pushing forward, no turning around of anything. From the looks of it, my train was going to end me up in jail.” He stops walking at the track switch.
“(Y/N), u were like my track switch. My train was headed for nowhere till u came along. Now I see my train going somewhere, to a house, a family, a life.” He pauses. “And I wanted to say thank you.” He says quietly.
u just inpakken, wrap your arms around him.