#cristiano

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My eyes opened and I groggily looked around trying to find the source that awoke me, with no luck. The time was 3:07 a.m, and beside me, Cris was sleeping heavily. I was about to go back to sleep, knowing that I would be grumpy in the morning if I didn’t, when it suddenly hit me. The craving for cookie dough ice cream.
Being pregnant was not exactly my favourite thing in the world, but the mere thought of my child that would arrive after nine months of this torture made it all worth it. The cravings though were something I despised very much because they mostly came at night time, ruining my sleep and often Cristiano’s as well.
With a sight I stood up, and threw on a cardigan before walking down to the kitchen.

“Mommy?”
I put down the spoon and smiled softly at the young boy in front of me. “Hey buddy, did I wake you up?”
He shook his head and sat down at the chair next to me, “I couldn’t sleep. I’m too nervous for the match tomorrow, I want daddy to be proud of me.”
My heart aww-ed at the boy in front of me, “I’m sure he will be, and you’ll do great, I just know it. Now, you have to go to bed again,” but Junior shook his head. “No, please mommy, I don’t want to.”
“Okay, fine. How about this; I’ll make you a cup of cocoa, and when you’ve finished that then you’ll brush your teeth again and go to bed?” Knowing his love for cocoa, I knew he would agree. “With cream?”
I nodded and giggled softly, “With cream.”

At the same time upstairs, Cristiano was tossing and turning. Suddenly his eyes opened widely and he gasped, reaching out for y/n, but was greeted by the cold night air. He stood up with a small smile, knowing that their baby probably was hungry in there and made his way to the kitchen. But when he got down he was greeted by two hushed voices instead of one.
“Hey, why are you guys up?”

Junior bounced up and ran over to his dad and hugged him tightly. “I couldn’t sleep.”
“He was nervous about the game tomorrow, or technically today,” I added softly before giving him a small hug as well as a kiss. “Hey.”
“Aww there isn’t any reason to be nervous buddy, you’ll do great and I will be proud of you anyway.” Junior looked up at his dad with big eyes, “Really?” “Really,” and then he took a look at Junior’s empty cup and grinned, “Now go and brush your teeth and then I’ll come and tuck you in okay?” “Okay.”
When Junior had skipped off, he turned to me with a loving gaze. “Cravings again?”
Giving him a nod, I yawned. “Yeah, but it’s gone now so I’ll go to bed again.”
“Yeah, I’m coming as well, I just have to tuck Junior in.” He disappeared into Junior’s room but I called him back,
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”