.: Crying :.

"This is so rad!"

"He has toes and everything!" return to top .: Baby :. For a fleeting and terrifying moment, Jonas had thought Kobe was under the Imperius curse when she showed up at sound check, hair out of sorts and a deliriously happy smile on her face. He barely got out a word of question before she was shooting across the stage toward him and pulling him into a hug. Chuckling, Jonas blindly unhooked the strap on his guitar to slip the instrument from between them and sat it to a nearby stand.

“What’s going on, doll?” he asked as he slipped his arms around her waist.

Kobe actually bounced when she responded excitedly, “Baby, baby, baby!”

Jonas’ eyes bulged as all breath and thought was taken from him. He was then smiling, stupid and big, as his hands moved to hold onto Kobe tightly, like he might lose his footing on some unseen slope. “Baby,” he simply echoed. It was the first time the word left his mouth in some form other than a wish or prayer.

Kobe laughed, which made Jonas laugh and it was likely the only thing that kept in the happy tears that were burning the corners of his eyes. They had been trying for so long and he prayed for it so often that it made him feel guilty for wanting something so badly, but now it was here and they were going to parents, finally.

Pulling back just far enough so that he could see Kobe’s beautiful and glowing face, Jonas cupped her cheeks in his hands and guided her lips to meet his. Kobe’s fingers twisted in the back of his shirt as he pulled kiss after kiss from her. Jonas didn’t care who could be watching or how obnoxious he was being as he lost himself in the moment. He just wanted to be with his wife.

When they finally broke for breath, Jonas grinned again and nuzzled their flushed faces together. “I want to hear everything,” he said quietly before taking her hand in his and moving to lead her backstage. Jonas tried to walk purposefully, but his head was in the clouds and he nearly ran over a stage hand. Kobe let out a giggle that sent a buzz through him as he apologized.

By the time they made it to the dressing room and cleared everyone out, Jonas could feel an urge crawling in his skin. The fact that Kobe settled herself on his lap as soon as he sat on the couch only made the feeling stronger.

Jonas shook his head, futilely trying to clear it before he glanced up to meet her gaze. “Would you mind terribly if you were starkers, right now? I don’t think I can focus on what you’re saying unless your clothes have all fallen off.” return to top