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bundle of love (alex turner x reader)

description: a very fluffy alex learns big news regarding your child-to-be

word count: 2.3k

warnings: none

she looks as if she’s blowing a kiss at me, and suddenly the sky is a scissor / sitting on the floor with a tambourine / crushing up a bundle of love

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When a muffled sound pulled you out of your sleep, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes and groan. For a brief moment you thought it might be something from outside, that when you rolled over in your bed you’d find your husband sleeping soundly, but you knew that just wasn’t the case. The sound was all too familiar for it to not have been Alex and the space behind you was all too cold for him to still be sleeping there. When you rolled over, you frowned at the empty place in the bed, and muttered a few profanities to yourself when you looked over at the clock.

“God dammit, Alex. 3 a.m.”

You huffed as you did your best to rise up out of bed - the large bump that was your stomach making things a bit more difficult than normal - before grabbing your silk house robe and slippers and shuffling towards your bedroom door. As soon as you opened it, the noise that had woken you became clear and far louder, causing you to once again mumble some not-so-nice words to yourself as you walked toward the living room.

“Al, it’s three in the morning. Can you please go to bed?” You nearly had to yell over the sound of your husband playing his guitar. When you had come around the corner into the living room, you found him on the floor with sheets of music and lyrics sprawled out everywhere, strumming an acoustic guitar.

“Hey, darling!” He chirped and smiled as you came around the couch and stood beside him, but his expression quickly changed. “I’ve woken you, haven't I?”

“Yes Alexander, you woke me. I don’t know how you thought you wouldn’t, with that bloody guitar and these thin walls.” You tisked, and put an arm on his shoulder.

He smiled sheepishly up at you and put an arm around both of your legs. “Would you mind helping me, for just a second? I wanna get this hook before I go to bed, and Miles isn’t here to be my tambourine-ist. I’ll only be a few minutes, I promise.”

You sighed and used the couch and his shoulder to support you as you lowered yourself onto the soft carpet beside him. “Fine. Maybe some of the musical talent will rub off on the baby if I’m around you while you’re working more.”

You looked at your husband to find him beaming down at your belly. Or, well, the thing growing in your belly. The sight made you smile as well, the way he looked at your future child was so sweet it put tears in your eyes, he had never looked at anything like he did at your bump. His sweet brown irises held a different sort of twinkle, the creases around his eyes seemed deeper yet softer, and his lips held a sort of content smile that could only be associated with unrequited love. He loved you, he loved the house the two of you owned, he loved the dog the two of you had adopted a few years back, but he loved nothing like you knew he loved your unborn child. He constantly had his hands on your stomach, feeling for little kicks and movements, he couldn’t help but smile any time you wore anything that showed your bump off, and - he didn’t know that you knew this - but sometimes at night after he thought you were asleep he’d lay next to your tum and sing softly to the baby. You thought it was absolutely precious and you could not wait to see the daddy-to-be’s face in a few months when your baby girl finally entered the world.

“Alright, darling. Here’s what I want you to do for me. Take this here tambourine, right, and just bang it along with what I’m playin’.” Alex passed you the instrument and gave you a tap on the thigh for encouragement. He gave you a little “one, two, three,” before beginning to strum his guitar, and within a few seconds you had caught onto the beat and began to play to the best of your ability. Alex wasn’t singing any lyrics, just humming a melody, and yet you thought it was one of the prettiest songs he had ever written. A large smile emerged on your face and you began to have a bit more fun playing the tambourine, bopping your head along and adding some fancy handwork to your playing.

You hardly noticed when Alex turned his attention to you, you were too caught up in your own little musical world to care about or acknowledge anything but the strumming of your lover’s guitar, his thick voice humming an unfinished melody, and the hiss of your tambourine. Alex’s face was lit up, his smile lines and crow's feet complimented his rosy cheeks, his tired eyes had a new sort of sparkle to them. When he stopped strumming abruptly and you were yanked out of your rhythm and back into the moment, you gave him a disappointed look.

“Why’d we stop? I was just starting to have fun!” You whined.

Alex let out a hearty laugh and pulled you close to him, so your head was resting in his shoulder and his arm was wrapped around you. “I got the hook, Love. You’re an absolute natural, only took me one try to find something that sounded right. Almost wanted to keep playing, though. You looked right gorgeous playin’ like that.” He placed a kiss on the top of your head.

You looked up at him with a look of adoration. He was so perfect, he always knew exactly how to send butterflies shooting through you, even years later. “Aw, Al.”

“I love you so much Sweetheart. Every time I look at you, the ring on my finger, the bed we share, the pup, everything. All I can think about is how happy I am to be here with you.” Alex whispered. “And now with this baby so close to being here, I just can’t believe it. Makes me want to cry. I’m literally the luckiest man alive.”

It took everything in you not to start bawling tears of joy yourself, what he had just said was so incredibly beautiful. You looked up at him once again and caressed his face. “You’re perfect, Alexander. You’re gonna be an incredible daddy. Our little girl is so lucky.”

“Little...girl?”

Your eyes widened. Your hand shot to cover your mouth. Fuck. Alex had wanted to wait to find out the sex of the baby until she was born, you were meant to keep it a secret just so you could buy the appropriate clothes and toys for the baby.

“Oh my God Alex, I can’t believe I’ve said that. I’m so sorry, baby.” You winced as you turned to face him completely, fully expecting to look at him and see an expression of disappointment. You had ruined his surprise.

However, when you looked at Alex, you were faced with something far different. His mouth was slightly ajar due to shock, but a massive grin was painted across his face, and tears were streaming down his face. “We’re having a baby girl?”

You nodded and your eyes filled with tears too. “We’re having a baby girl.”

Alex jumped up from the floor, a wild look on his face. “We’re having a baby girl,” he giggled, still not completely at terms with the information you had just slipped.

He held out a hand to help you off the ground, and once you stood up as well, he put his hands on your shoulders. “My love... my baby… My angel. My darling, my sweetheart, my princess…. My wife, my soulmate, the actual mother of my child… is having a beautiful baby girl with me.” Tears were still streaming down his face.

You couldn’t get any words out, you were too emotional. All you could do is smile and nod. Alex let out a broken laugh through his tears and pulled you in for a hug. His arms wrapped around you tightly, and when you snaked yours around his back he began rocking the two of you back and forth. You were both practically sobbing now, the realization that you were going to be the parents of a baby girl in only a few short months had finally really set in. Alex seemed to hug you for hours before pulling back and looking into your eyes once again. You giggled as you placed your hands on the sides of his face and wiped his tears away with your thumbs. He took a deep sigh and did the same for you, then he broke the silence.

“I want to name her Willow. We met in Willow park, I proposed to you under a willow tree, the first thing you planted in our garden was a willow sapling. I think it’s only fitting that our first baby is a Willow, too.”

You had never felt the way you felt at that moment. Your heart felt so full it could burst. Your smile was so wide you thought your face would tear. You felt so much love in your soul at that moment, you couldn’t even respond. All you could bring yourself to do was take the hands still cupping Alex’s face and pull them towards you. You attached your lips to his and he grinned into the kiss, moving his hands onto the small of your back and pulling you closer. The kiss was passionate but not lustful, your lips moved together gently and in harmony. It was as if the kiss was saying “I love you”. When Alex pulled out of the kiss, his lips were puffy and his cheeks red. It warmed your heart that even now, years after the two of you had met, the two of you still got flustered every once and awhile. Alex pressed his forehead to yours, so the tip of your nose was touching his and your eyes were staring up into his. Alex’s hands were on either side of your head, tangled in your hair. He said nothing, just looked at you with loving eyes and a toothy grin. You couldn’t help but chuckle a bit before patting his cheek.

“Alright, Daddy, off to bed. You won’t be able to do this late night stuff anymore when little miss Willow hits the world, so get used to it now,” you whispered and gave your husband a kiss on the forehead before making your way back to bed.

“Right behind you, Mum,” you heard Alex giggle, and he gave you a playful slap on the arse as the two of you reached your bedroom. Alex took off his shirt and practically jumped into bed, whereas you took your time to take off your robe, put your slippers away, and stretch your back before slowly strolling to bed. Alex had an impatient look on his face. “Please, for the love of God, Darling, get into bed. I want to say hi to my little angel before going to sleep.”

You shook your head slightly and chuckled, you knew exactly what he meant. When you finally slid into bed, Alex turned toward you and began tracing little circles on your tummy.

“You know, sometimes after you’ve fallen asleep, I like to sing to her.” Alex whispered.

“I know Al, it’s really sweet,” you beamed.

Alex looked up at you with furrowed brows. “You know? I always wait till you’ve gone to sleep, though.”

“Babe, it’s kind of hard to not know when there’s someone singing to your stomach. I’m only a few inches away from you,” you muttered. “I think it’s really quite precious, though. I never mind hearing your voice.”

Alex rested his head on your pelvis, so he was looking up at you and was right next to your swollen stomach. You began running a hand through his hair, and he cleared his throat. “Well, I guess I won’t have to wait for you to fall asleep then.”

You nodded and gave him an endearing look.

“And I know just the serenade for my two ladies tonight, I couldn’t stop thinking about it while we were in the living room. It was just too perfect.” Alex giggled.

You did your best to hide your excitement when Alex began softly humming the opening to That’s Where You’re Wrong. You were mesmerized as Alex stroked your stomach and began singing softly.

a pussyfooting setting sun

make a wish that weighs a ton

there are no handles for you to hold

and no understanding where it goes

you laid your head back into the pillow and gently shut your eyes as Alex kissed your stomach and started into the next verse.

jealousy in technicolor

fear by name, love by numbers

street light amber, wanderlust

hide her in a blunderbus

by the time Alex got to the chorus, which obviously was the part of the song that he was thinking of when he mentioned the song being ‘too perfect’ for tonight, you were practically asleep. Alex’s hands on your belly, his voice in your ear, his hair tangled in your fingers, it was all so perfect. If you could choose to have one moment last forever, it would have been that one.

she looks as if she’s blowing a kiss at me

and suddenly the sky is a scissor

sitting in the floor with a tambourine

crushing up a bundle of love

don’t take it so personally

you’re not the only one

that time has got it in for honey

that’s where you’re wrong

Alex’s voice faded out as you began to lose consciousness, the last thing you remember hearing was his final “oooh”s after the chorus, and then him kissing your bump once again before getting up and kissing your forehead. You mumbled an “I love you” to your husband as he laid down beside you and wrapped his arms around you, so your head was in his chest. He then tangled his legs in yours before letting out a deep sigh and shutting his eyes.

“I love you too.”

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