The Best Friend's Contract

I turn towards him, "They remind me so much of us when we got married. Did you look at me like that before we even fell in love with each other? Because, when you were in a coma, I looked through our wedding pictures and I saw how you were always smiling as youExclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

"What's wrong?" He asks, leaning closer.

"Aha, it has been two years since that and you're only telling me it, now?" His cheeks redden before he starts to raise an eyebrow, leaving me smiling. "I want to tell you something. Something that I've been keeping for awhile because I thought it was best if I knew alone," He adds, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

kept on gazing down at me. I think it was the most romantic thing," I reply.

"Remember when we kissed after we said our vows?" He asks, making me nod. "Well, when we kissed... I felt something and you might think I'm being stupid but it's true. I felt like some sort of electricity overflowing in my veins when our lips touched," He continues to speak, "Did you feel that, too?" He asks.

"What is it?"

"I was probably hallucinating, okay? It was weird but it felt nice," He replies. "It doesn't matter now, anyway. We're both here, in love with each other after spending the first few months being somewhat stupid with our marriage." We both laugh softly at the end, leaving him to stare down at my face.

"You felt that when we got married?" I ask, not quite believing.

"Join the bride and groom, everyone!" The DJ says, causing the whole family to stand up and make their way towards the dance floor-also, causing Aidan to pull me up, making me walk with him before he starts to slowly place his hand on my waist and the other lifting my hand up as we both stand close, our foreheads resting on one another.

The song starts off slow, letting everyone enjoy the moment. As for Aidan and I, we start to move to the rhythm with my left hand on his shoulder and the other holding tightly onto his. My lips continue to curve up into a smile, reminding back of the exact moment almost three years ago.

I lean back to look into his brown eyes, seeing them staring back at me with hope and love. The way his holds his gaze down, it's somehow leaving me be thankful of what I have, of him. "I love you, more." I reply, smiling. "You know... you need to have an extra love for someone new soon," I chuckle.

"I love you," He whispers near my ear.

He laughs, "I'm already loving him with all of my heart. Believe me when I say this, you two will be my main priority-I can swear that, Kenna. There's nothing in the world that matters most to me than you and our baby," He kisses onto my forehead, long. "Him? Why are you so sure that we're going to have a boy?" I raise an eyebrow, leaving him to grin down at me.

With his hand gripping tightly onto mine, he starts to twirl me around which causes my smile to grow wider. Then, I come back close towards his body before feeling him leaning his face near mine, "I just know... that maybe, we're going to have a boy." He replies. "What if we end up having a girl?" I ask.

"If we end up having a girl, I know that she's going to be the most beautiful baby girl in the world. She will have your beautiful bright blue eyes, small little nose and full perky lips. Then, she will be exactly like you-funny, brave, intelligent. perfect in every way possible. Not just that, she will be loved for the rest of my life and she will get whatever she wants in the world," He answers with his eyes staring deeply into mine. "But, baby... he or she will be loved by me in every way possible with all of my heart."

Just like that, he places one hand down on my stomach, still flat from being only seven weeks far but Aidan has somehow made it as a habit to always lean closer towards the baby bump, even though it's not yet showing much but he enjoys that. Then, he'd spend his time placing both of his hands, somehow spreading the love he has with his fingers.

"Look at that," He grips my dress to the back, causing it to cling onto my stomach-revealing a small bump for display.

"I'm going to get fat and heavy and just annoying. You're probably going to lock me in the basement soon enough when I'm around twenty weeks," I joke which causes him to laugh as he starts to think, leaving me to lightly slap onto his arm; instantly making him pull me close.

"You can get fat. You can get heavy

and fucking annoying but I'm going to love you in every way, Kenna. Remember that I'm not standing here as your husband and in love with you because of your looks but because of who you are. So, what if you gain a few pounds? What if you end up heavier than now or much more annoying than you already are? I don't mind because I'm always going to be here for the best and worst version of you," He replies.