Kylie's POV~
Standing in my bathroom in my matching bra and thong, I run my hand over my stomach. I'm looking at myself in the mirror.
"Baby." I hear. Looking up, I see Y/n through the mirror. She comes into the bathroom. Walking up behind me, wrapping her arms around me.
"I'm nervous." I admit. Y/n runs her hands over my still flat stomach. "To find out one hundred percent if you are pregnant or not?" She asks.
"To be a mom..." I say. "Kylie, you are going to be a wonderful mother." She states. Looking me in the eyes through the mirror.
I smile, turning myself around in her arms. Pulling her into a deep kiss. "We should get going. If you don't get dressed, then we won't be leaving." She husks.
I chuckle and head into my closet. She smacks my ass as I walk away. I slip on a pair of jeans and one of her shirts.
After slipping on some short heals, I walk out, and she takes my hand. "Let's do this." She says.
Y/n holds my hand as she stands next to me as I lay on the hospital bed. We are waiting for the nurse to come in to give the results.
They took a urine and blood sample, and we will hear the results soon.
"This is nerve-racking." Y/n says. She lets out a deep breath mixed with a chuckle.
"The anxiously waiting..." She says. I squeeze her hand lightly, puckering my lips.
Y/n leans in and connects our lips, a small peck. A few minutes later, the nurse came back.
"Congratulations!" The older woman says with a kind smile. I feel butterflies in my stomach. A mis of excitement and nervousness.
Looking at Y/n, I see a few tears sliding down her cheeks. Sitting up, I pull her into a hug. She wraps me up in her arms, kissing my face repeatedly.
"You are about almost two months along." The nurse continues. She then schedules me for my first ultrasound in a few weeks.
I watch through the side mirror as Y/n pumps the gas. She's looking so "Zaddy.". As I watch her, I see her look up smiling, her eyes closed. She says something, but I can't read her lips to know what.
I wonder what she said. She finishes pumping the gas and gets her receipt. Hurrying around the car as paparazzi start showing up.
"What do you crave for lunch?" Y/n asks as she gets in the car. She quickly buckles up and safely pulls out of the gas station.
"Hm. I think I could keep down some McDonald's." I say. Y/n places her right hand on my thigh. She drives us to the closet McDonald's. Closet one to our home. Home.
I look at her as she drives. My eyes were tracing over her face. Sketching it into my memory as I have done numerous times before.
"Love." I say. She hums in response, rubbing her hand on my thigh over the fabric of my jeans.
"When we decide that it's time to move in together..." I start. I'm trying to word it so she won't think that I want to live together only because I'm pregnant.
Then again, it's also best that we live together with a baby. Or else it will seem and feel like as if we are only co-parenting.
"What do you think we will do? Would I move in with you? Would you move in with me? Or would... would we buy a place together?" I ask.
We pull into the McDonald's parking lot, and she pulls into the long drive-through line.
"I'd love to experience buying a house with you, whether it be our family home or a vacation home. But I think I'd want to wait on that. As for who'd move in with the other..." She paused.
"I think I'd move in with you. Because you love your house, you are emotionally attached to it. Plus, you've been putting so much into it. I couldn't see having you sell it or move out of it." She says truthfully.
Once we got to my place, Norman was already waiting at the door. I gave him love as Y/n took our food into the living room.
I followed shortly after, sitting down beside her on my couch. "Hey, Norman." Y/n says. He jumps up on the couch and cuddles into her side.
She pulls the food out of the bag, setting it in front of us. "Do you want me to get you a coconut water?" Y/n asks.
"I can get it, love." I say, going to stand up. "No, no. You sit down and eat. I'll get it." She says. I watch her rush off to the kitchen.
I can already see that she is going to want to do everything for me.
She comes back with coconut water for me and regular water for herself. "Thank you, love. I could have gotten it myself." I say. Chuckling softly as she shakes her head no.
As we eat, we watch a movie. I steal a bunch of Y/n's fries. She pouts her lip but never complains. Something is telling me that she knows that she will have to get used to it.
As we are finishing up eating our lunch, Norman scurried to the front door barking. We both look in that direction, seeing all of my sisters come in.
"Hey, hey." Kim says. "The Kar-Jenner's." Y/n greets. They come in and sit around my living room.
"How is Mason doing in school?" Y/n asks Kourtney. She hasn't been able to see him since he started school.
"He is doing really well, making many friends." Kourtney says. "That's good." Y/n says. "We thought we'd come over and see if you two wanted to go out for drinks with us tonight." Khloe says.
Y/n and I look at each other, both trying to come up with an excuse. Obviously, I'm pregnant and can't drink, but if I say no, they'll ask questions.
"I'm actually taking Kylie to the beach house for the weekend." Y/n says. "Aww." Kim says.
"That's understandable. You two haven't been seeing much of each other recently." Kendall says.
Y/n intertwines our hands, smiling at me. I lean over and kiss her softly.
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