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jaegerderrick · 4 years
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Reagan stared at the white stick on the bathroom counter. This was the most terrifying moment of her life, and she’d had a lot of those. She didn’t even know what to think, her mind racing a mile a minute. She had missed her period and though they’d stopped using protection, Rea was still on the pill so she thought it’d be fine. There was one day, a stupid day she’d forgotten to take it but it couldn’t have been bad. It couldn’t have been that easy. But now here she was, on the bathroom floor, arms wrapped around her knees and terrified to look up and see the answer. What if she is? She’s not ready, she’s not prepared, could she and Derrick do this? She doesn't want to think about all of that but the thoughts float into her head before she can help it. Her heart is beating fast, damn near beating out of her chest and she can’t breathe. She can’t fucking breathe because all of her thoughts are overwhelming her. Without even realizing it, she finds that she’s crying, chest collapsing with the weight of the sobs. 
Derrick had been pacing back and forth in the living room for about a half hour now. Or at least it had seemed like that. It had been one of those moments where he was just watching television and then it suddenly hit him that he had to go to the bathroom. And knowing that Rea was in there doing whatever meant that he would have to hold it for however long she needed to be in there. However, his bladder was about to absolutely pop and he just had to go knock on the door to see what was up. Or at least let her know he needed the room she was currently occupying. “Hey, I was definitely trying to give you some time in here, but I really gotta take a piss. I would go in the sink, but I don’t think you’ll like that in the future when we’re washing dishes and we realize ‘Yeah, DJ peed in there.’ So...” He drifted off as he waited for a response. What she was doing in there was beyond him, but he was a big fan of giving her space when she needed it. The last thing he needed to do was smother her no matter how much he loved her. Not that they said it enough to each other. It was just kind of a known thing. They didn’t really need to.
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jaegerderrick · 5 years
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“Well our child should learn a thing or two about her father, shouldn’t she? Yes, that’s right honey, your mommy does wear the pants in this relationship,” Reagan teased, making kissy faces at the dog. She almost couldn’t control her laughter at his words and instead of saying anything she simply licked her finger and stuck it straight into his ear, her laughter escaping her at having caught him off guard. Bet he wasn’t expecting that. “So that’s what I think of your little speech, darling dear.” Truthfully, she hadn’t even meant to say that out loud, not that she’d never told him, but because she was definitely not one to be serious. Sometimes though, especially times like this, Reagan felt so overwhelmed with emotion for her boyfriend, the love of her life, her person that is seeped through her pores. It was just because she remembered, in the back of her mind always, all they’d gone through. And despite it all, they’d made it. Here they were, adopting their nth pet together, in love and happy. “Dude, I’m gay for you.” 
“She’s not wrong, Lizzo. Reagan Emma Avery does indeed wear the pants in this relationship. I’m just some scrub that got lucky to date their best friend.” Damn, now that he thought about it, she really was his best friend. Wasn’t that the best kind of relationship to have? Theirs certainly was not like anyone else’s, but it was theirs. That was all that really mattered in the end. His thought process was soon interrupted by her wet finger in his ear. “What kind of grown ass adult gives Wet Willies? Ma’am?” He gave her a face only she would understand before looking back down at their new baby as they headed in the direction of their apartment. Derrick was not one to shy away from emotion, but he was certainly not expecting this from her right now. He just had to drag her for it as much as possible. For now at least. “Dude, that’s super gay.” Then he threw an arm around her shoulders and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “I’m so gay for you, too.”
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jaegerderrick · 5 years
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“One of those things is true,” she teased. “You can have the dog.” The puppy looked like a sweetheart, nuzzling into Derricks neck and cheek and it made her heart clench with happiness. She knew it wouldn’t be a problem for her to get along with their other pets though Fruit Loops could be kind of a diva sometimes so that might be the only issue. Regardless, it was a small one that they’d get through. She grinned, shaking her head like she couldn’t believe she was letting him do this as Derrick kissed her cheek. “That’s–” she paused for dramatic effect. “A great fucking name I’m so mad I didn’t think of it first.” Eventually, they had all the adoption papers filled out and were ready to head out. Rea couldn’t help leaving down to kiss the cute dog and scratch behind her ear. She was already so in love with her. “Hey,” she turned to Derrick, an uncharacteristic serious look on her face. “I love you.” 
“...Wait. Did you just drag me? In front of our child? Cover your ears, Lizzo.” He put his hands over the small dog’s ears as it wriggled around in his arms. Damn, this dog was cute as fuck. No wonder Derrick couldn’t resist the damn thing. “I know it is. That’s why I thought of it. Just tell me I’m amazing and perfect and the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen in your life to make up for the fact that you didn’t think of it first.” He perked up his one ear just to tease her. “I’m waiting...” Derrick could barely focus on her actually giving him praise once the adoption papers were pulled out. It only took a few signatures for them to be able to call this dog their own. Fruit Loops was gonna love Lizzo. Well, actually, that was a strong maybe. The cat barely liked anybody. He was a very angry cat. Derrick had the small dog tucked into a carrier as they started to head out only for him to get stopped with emotion from Reagan. If they didn’t have the kind of relationship they did, he would have responded normally. The problem was that they were definitely not a normal couple. “Dude, that’s gay.”
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jaegerderrick · 5 years
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Reagan was being tested. God was testing her, surely, and she was gonna fail miserably. In front of her stood the love of her life, the person of her dreams and Derrick. They had enough pets, they did, but this little beauty had absolutely stolen Reagan’s heart. She sighed. “Derrick,” she said, defeated. She couldn’t believe she had to be the adult in this situation. “You know damn well that I have no self control. Why would you do this to me?” Another sigh. “If our kids don’t play well with her it will be your turn to work with them and make this precious baby feel comfortable, okay?” She leaned down to give the dog smooches and pet her softly.
Sometimes he couldn’t get Reagan to agree with him on anything and, other times, he had her wrapped around his finger. It was the same regarding her, but this time it was his turn. “Because I know you love me and will let me have this beautiful dog,” he said with the largest smile he could muster up. They were getting this dog. Neither of them had the self-control and they both loved having pets. They were like the children they probably would never actually get around to having. The two of them had too much shit to figure out in their lives before they even thought about having a human child. “You know I will definitely most certainly do exactly that.” He kissed both the love of his life and Rea on the cheeks before turning back to the dog. “You see that? Mommy said we can have you. And I know just what to name you.” He snuggled against the small dog and then looked at Rea with a smile. “Her name is Lizzo ‘cause she’s one hundred percent that bitch.”
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jaegerderrick · 5 years
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“Who’s a good girl? Who’s a good girl?” He held the small little French bulldog in his hands, rubbing his nose against her little wet one. “You are. Yes, you are.” Derrick moved his face away from hers and turned to Reagan. If his eyes didn’t say anything, he was sure the little dog’s puppy eyes were going to do it for him. They just had to adopt this dog. Sure, they had a bunch of pets already, but one more would never hurt. “Look how cute she is, Emma. Look how cute. Look at her little eyes. And her little nose. And her little face.” He held the dog’s face up to his. “We look so cute, don’t we?”
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