Homecoming [Ashton]

[dakota lou james]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #812309 solid 10px; width: 450px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Remind me who I really am tagged Ish and Ash words 887 muse mreh notes How did he survive? credits template by irish! Being pregnant was awful. All the romance and motherly love and shit like that was all a complete lie. The only "glow" Kody got from being pregnant was being particularly moody and wanting to decapitate anyone who looked at her half the time. It was no secret that Kody was not one to be trifled with, while pregnant her hormones heightened so much that most of the time she might as well have been a walking serial killer. Everyone was walking on egg shells around her, particularly the last three months when she was supposed to be on bed rest. Though Ash protested, he didn't push too hard when she got up and on her feet. He was a fast learner, and considering she blamed him for this whole pregnancy thing, he was quite wise to mostly just let her do as she pleased. All in all, there had been absolutely nothing pleasant about the last nine months of their lives. There were rare moments where the hormones tapped Kody into her feminine mothering side, but those moments were few and far between and they did not last long at all. Inwardly, she knew she was being a horrible bitch to Ash, and she knew it took two people to make a baby, but still, she had to blame someone or something, so she blamed it half on him and half on the hormones and called it good. Besides, he wasn't the one who had to walk around with two humans inside of his body for nine months, now was he? As far as she was concerned, if she had to deal with not being able to do her job, ride her horse, or even walk from the bedroom to the kitchen, he could deal with her hormonal rage. It was only fair. When they day finally came that she was to go in for her C-section she could not have been more relieved, and she was sure she wasn't the only one who shared that sentiment. Truthfully though, even though she couldn't wait to get the pregnancy over with, the idea of a c-section was almost as terrifying as going into labor. She'd had plenty of surgery before, but this was entirely different. Kody had no qualms about it until the doctor was explaining how they would make a small incision and then the rest would have to be torn. Those weren't his words, but the way she heard it, they were basically going to rip her open to get the babies out. So when they asked if she wanted to be awake for it, she told them that there was no way in hell she would want to be awake for that and they had damn well better make sure she didn't feel a thing or there would be the devil to pay. They seemed to have taken her seriously. By the time they went home after about a week, staying longer just as a precaution considering someone of Kody's small stature carrying twins all the way to term was a rather monumental feat, Kody already felt significantly more normal. Still horribly out of shape and stiff and a bit hormonal, but better. Just having that extra 11 pounds of baby out of her body made her feels so much more free. She still had baby weight, of course, but she was one of the lucky ones who didn't really gain an atrocious amount of weight, likely because of her fitness level before the pregnancy. Granted, she still wasn't really allowed to do much for the next six weeks, but at least she wasn't stuck on bedrest anymore and she could at least do some things around the house. Kody wasn't really the domestic sort to want to do cleaning and cooking and such but she'd been going so stir crazy from three months of bedrest that right now she would like nothing more than to just do the damn laundry or wash the dishes. What she really wanted to do was see her horses but she was just going to have to wait on that one for a while longer. When they finally arrived home, she slid out of Ash's truck with relief, retrieving one of the twins from the back seat. The hospital staff always mistook the other two for each other, considering how close to completely identical they were. Kody insisted, though that Addison, who she how held in her arms, looked much more like Ash than Emma did. They all just said it was her "motherly instincts" which made her able to tell them apart to which she had to scoff. She did not have motherly instincts, and she was quite sure that every time someone mentioned it, Ash was probably inwardly chuckling at the thought. Addison had Ash's eyes, Emma had hers. It wasn't that difficult to figure out. As they walked up to the house, Kody glanced over her shoulder at Ash, and in her typical snarl said, "Never do that again." She was quite certain that he had just as little desire to go through that again as she did, and he probably didn't need the warning.

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[Ashton Patrick Sharpe]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 101010; border-top: #262626 solid 10px; border-bottom: #262626 solid 10px; width: 510px; padding: 10 5 5 5px;] you & i go hard at each other like we're going to war, you and i go rough, we keep throwing things and slamming the door, you and i get so damn dysfunctional, we start keeping score, you and i get sick, yeah i know that we can't do this no more, but baby there you go again making me love you i stopped using my head, let it all go The last nine months had been an experience, to say the least. Kody had never been a nice, sweet person to begin with – not that he had minded that anyway – but being pregnant had just seemed to make it ten times worse. Somehow he had managed to survive it, however, and so had Jason, although he had seen less and less of his younger brother over the last nine months or so, he knew that he had been hiding out and had often texted him that it was probably better to stay away. He didn’t mind so much that she went off at him, but it probably wasn’t fair on Jason to have to be on the receiving end of it. Anna had basically been living in her room while she wasn’t at the stable or school so she had avoided most of it too. And of course, Casey wasn’t living with them anymore so he hadn’t had to worry about it unless he came to visit. But finally, the end of the pregnancy had rolled around, and the date they had scheduled for the C-section delivery that had been decided on came around, and they had two beautiful, healthy daughters to show for it. He had been preparing himself the whole nine months for actually being a dad, but nothing really seemed to come close to it until they were actually born, then it all felt extremely real. Obviously, he knew it wasn’t going to be easy once they got out of the hospital, because they had a lot of help from the nurses there – even if half of them were probably scared of Kody – but that would definitely change when they were at home and it was just the four of them, plus Jason and Anna occasionally, but he didn’t plan on dumping a lot of baby caring duties on the two teens. It would definite be even harder with the fact his job meant he was in bed early and awake early as well, and he guessed that both of them were going to be exhausted until they got into a proper routine. He pulled into the driveway, killing the engine once he had parked, getting out and going around to the back passenger’s door behind him to get Emma out of her car seat, holding her carefully and close to his body – she felt ridiculously tiny, they both did, whenever he held them, but then again, he wasn’t exactly a small man by any means, and could probably hold both of them comfortably at the same time if he tried it – before heading up to the house just behind Kody and Addison. He almost chuckled when she turned around to snarl at him, but he kept his face serious, although it was hard to keep all of the amusement from his face. “I promise. Two is definitely enough,” he answered, reaching over with one arm to unlock the door when they reached it, pushing it open. “Do you want anything?” he asked, when they had both walked in, no sign of Jason or Anna anywhere, they had probably vacated the premises to give them a chance to settle down, and avoid any possible explosions that coming home might have brought about. That was probably safest, although considering that both girls seemed to be settled down right now, he doubted there would be any yelling involved in case they woke up… actually, it might just mean less screaming matches in general, just for that pure fact. Although the crying both girls were likely to do would probably just cancel that out anyway. got you stuck on my body, like a tattoo now i'm feeling stupid, coming back to you, so i cross my heart & I hope to die that i'll only stay with you one more night & i know i said it a million times, but i'll only stay with you one more night, try to tell you no but your lipstick got me so out of breath, there you go again, making me love you

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jeff | 605 | outfit | out on the town - fun. | no, two is not enough ash. what are you talking about.

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