Wear chapstick when kissing the bomb

Matt rolled his eyes, but smiled at the same time. He’ll never understand Kara’s hatred for kale. Sometimes, he was convinced she hated kale intentionally just to get on his nerves and because it was deemed healthy. It was like a petty hate - her doing it just to spite him. It was something he wouldn’t put it past her to do. It seemed right up her alley. That was why he was more amused than anything. “Whatever. At least it’ll get you to eat kale. That’s a win in my book. So.” He gave her a shrug. Raising an eyebrow when she asked whether he was going to make his shake, Matt already knew what that meant. She never really cared about his shakes, so for her to ask meant she wanted him to make her one as well. Obviously not the same one he would make for himself. She always did that fake gag thing when he tried to get her to have some. One time, she even used her pregnancy to get out of trying it, claiming that it would upset her baby. He didn’t believe it of course. But she did like it when he made her a regular smoothie. “Let me guess, you want me to make you one,” he said, already going to the fridge to get strawberries, knowing her that well. She didn’t even have to answer him on that. Matt was already two steps ahead, getting the blender and all the ingredients to make her the smoothie. She did hers first so that she couldn’t claim that he was tricking her into secretly having more healthy things because he did his first. It was better to avoid that conversation. Once he was done with her strawberry smoothie, he went to the drawer and plopped a bendy straw right in. “Here you go.”

“You should just be happy I’m eating my veggies at all,” Kara teased and waved him off dismissively. Although Kara wasn’t adverse to eating vegetables and always willingly ate them, some of the vegetables that Matt made her eat, she wasn’t a fan of. She was sure it was the way that he often made them given that Matt was a fan of them mostly being plain while Kara tended to load even her salad with large amounts of dressing. Thankfully, Matt never pushed her too hard to eat the way he did and often made her food that she enjoyed and was satisfactory enough to pass as healthy for him. Before she could even answer, Matt was already gathering the ingredients for her shake. “Thank you!” she called out as she continued to make their dinner. Kara was thankful when she caught him adding her protein power for her pregnancy as she’d forgotten to remind him herself. Despite Matt being hesitant and not wanting this whole thing, he’d taken it with great stride and helped her with the health part of her pregnancy. Doing everything she needed to, Kara started to stove before then looking and seeing Matt with her strawberry smoothie and a bendy straw on it. Kara looked at with a raised brow and then turning to Matt and shaking her head. “Is this a subtle hint that I’m a child?” she wondered, taking the cup from him and kissing his cheek. “Thank you. I’m almost done dinner soon,” she announced, cooking everything and placing them on plates before then steaming the quinoa. “Do you wanna watch a movie with me after dinner? There’s this really cute movie on Netflix I’ve been dying to watch.”

Matt obviously gave her a total judgmental look when she talked about how exciting it would be to have a crying baby. He didn’t say anything, but that look spoke volumes. He could never and would never be able to see how it could be deemed as exciting to have a baby that cried all day and night. Then again, he was a little biased with children. He hated them. He couldn’t see anything positive of children. But he wasn’t going to tell Kara that. She was excited and although he couldn’t understand it at all, he wasn’t going to ruin her excitement with his own personal opinions. Matt slowed down his walking when he noticed just how his girlfriend was eating. Since she’s been pregnant, watching her eat was… an experience. Before this whole pregnancy thing, Kara was quite the eater. Really, he was always amazed at the way the blonde could eat. She could eat. But not only that. She could eat and still look the way she did. It was a mystery. And now that she was pregnant, it was like it was amplified. It both disgusted him and amazed him. As she shoved the food into her mouth, Matt stared, eyebrows furrowing his he lifted the straw of his drink to his lips. She did’t even notice that he was staring as she was far too focused on her food. At least she was eating something healthy, so there was that. When she shoved her own drink into his hands, he fumbled a little due to the impact. He looked down at his hands that were now carrying two drinks before glancing back at Kara and shaking his head, a little smile twitching at his lips. “Just a few more vegetables. The flowers are at the end, so you can get them there.”

Kara was completely unaware of the way that Matt was looking at her with that interesting look on his face. If she’d noticed, Matt would probably have a crying mess on his hands. Thankfully, she was more distracted with the food she was currently shoving in her mouth. Hell, she didn’t even care that what she was eating was something that was all vegetables and quinoa with no meat or anything. It seemed like all Kara could really think about was food these days. She was just always hungry. Either hungry or tired. Swallowing some of her food, the blonde leaned over to Matt and took a sip of her juice, thankful that there was a straw and she didn’t have to lean over too much. “I’ll wait until you’re done your vegetable shopping to get the flowers then,” she mumbled in between chewing her food. Once her food was all gone, Kara looked down with a small frown and throwing the wrapper in the trash can. For a very healthy breakfast... it was surprisingly good and she finished it before they could even reach the vegetables Matt wanted. Finally happy, Kara followed Matt around as he did his shopping, looking at all the vegetables. It was all so... green. No wonder Matt enjoyed this place. “Is this all locally grown?” she asked her boyfriend, taking back her drink from him and thanking him. She knew that Matt was very particular about the food he made and what he put in his body, but she didn’t really realize he was this cautious. “What vegetables do you need? Did you get your kale?”

“However I want it,” he teased, smirking and quirking an eyebrow playfully before slapping her ass. Since Kara was about to be doing all the cooking here, Matt went to go sit down. It did feel nice to have someone cooking for him from time to time. Obviously, he didn’t trust anyone. Whenever he did go out to eat, he made sure to know everything about the restaurant, making sure they didn’t add anything he couldn’t eat into his meals. He was very particular about that kind of stuff. Kara liked to tease him, but he knew that at the end of the day, she was good at making sure she didn’t break his diet and he appreciated that more than she knew. For some, it may be ridiculous, but this was what his life revolved around. Being healthy, eating healthy. He made a living out of his body, so to speak, so he had to be careful what he did with it. Kara had grown to understand that and it was more a reason of why he loved her. Crossing a leg over his lap, he shrugged at her question. “You make that sound like a bad idea. Have you ever tried ra–You know what, never mind. I know for a fact you’ve never tried it, but yeah. I would just eat raw kale leaves. It’s good.” He looked at her as if he were challenging her before he chuckled. “Quinoa and kale pilaf sounds pretty delicious to me.”

Grinning when he slapped her ass, Kara chuckled, enjoying the fact that he was such a fan of her ass. He should be, Matt was the one that helped her get it, though she had to admit, since her pregnancy, her ass wasn’t what it used to be. It was bigger, sure, but it was also saggier, making it hard for her to really want to show it off. So whenever Matt liked slapping her ass, it admittedly made her feel good about herself. At least he still found her attractive while she was a balloon. Kara gave him a look when he went on a tangent about raw kale and was about to ask her if she had ever tried raw kale. Of course she hadn’t. Kara generally didn’t like eating anything raw. Occasionally, sure, she’d have a salad, but her preferred salads were usually either just a caesar salad or a greek salad. Kara was not one to explore any other salads. “No,” she said flatly. She knew what he was doing. Matt was trying to challenge her and she wasn’t about to be some dumb ass fool who would take him up on it. Even if she ate it, she wasn’t going to be the winner. “I’ll eat the kale but I need something else in it. At least steamed with garlic or something,” she muttered as she started to make hers and Matt’s dinner. “Are you going to make your shake or are you just gonna drink some water?” she asked curiously, hoping that if he was going to make one he could make her a strawberry smoothie.

Even after forgiving her and telling her that it was all okay because he understood, he could tell that she was struggling not to cry again. This was basically a common thing since Kara showed the signs of being pregnant. This was her biggest sign, all the hormonal imbalance going on. Noticing this, he wiped under her eyes some more and kissed her cheek softly, reassurin g her that it was all okay. Then he saw her laughing and even if it was a small one, it was enough for him. Oliver’s eyes immediately went down to her stomach when she placed a hand on it. He loved watching her do that. It probably sounded creepy or weird and he’s never outright admitted that to Kara, but he couldn’t help but smile whenever she did that. It was like her already cradling their baby before he was born. It was just one of those nice little moments he enjoyed seeing. “True. I am big time now. Soon enough, I’ll be too busy with taking photos of Beyonce that I won’t even remember who you are.” He laughed, opening the door for her until she talked about how the baby was kicking. The boy’s eyes went wide, his smile bright with excitement and happiness. “Do you think that means he’s excited to hear us?” he asked his best friend, hopefulness filling his voice as he leaned in closer to Kara’s stomach where he was slowly rubbing it. “Hey, you. Thank you for that.”

Kara rolled her eyes. As if Oliver would ever forget his best friend and the mother of his first born child. Kara would never let Oliver ever forget her. She was too ingrained in his life for him to forget her no matter how famous he gets. “Oh please,” she said in a joking tone before waving him off. “I’m the Beyonce of your life,” Kara joked and shook her head. She looked at Oliver with excitement when she felt their baby kick again, causing her to tear up. Of course she was crying again. At least she was crying for a happier reason than a depressing one. Kara was surprised that her eyes weren’t permanently red considering how many times she cried in one day. “He’s really excited at the thought of his dad feeding him Sonic,” Kara joked before then starting the car. “Are you ready to stuff our faces with the oily goodness of Sonic?” Kara asked, turning to Oliver before then starting to drive. “Also, after, do you want to maybe stop by Ikea to see if they have a dresser? I want to leave some of the baby’s clothes and stuff in there. He’s going to need a dresser at my place as well. You can share the dresser with him since I’m going to assume you’re going to be staying with him some nights, right?”

Between seeing Kara being just as happy as he was and seeing his son up close once he was placed in Kara’s arms, Oliver wasn’t sure if he would ever stop crying. He had never felt this kind of happiness before. It was surreal. For someone who grew up with nothing but the worst kind of things happening to him, his life as of late had taken a complete 180 turn. From meeting Kara and becoming best friends with her to being lucky enough to date Maddie and now this - he could have sworn he died and went to a Heaven he didn’t believe in the first place. He watched with wide eyes as his best friend cradled their baby boy. Seeing all this, Oliver could swear his heart was swelling three sizes. So immersed in the sight, he didn’t even care to grab his camera. He’d do that later. Right now, he wanted to enjoy this moment right here with his best friend and his son. Besides, Kara would smack him anyway. But it was beautiful, seeing the way she already was with Luke. Immediately, he was noticing all the ways Luke looked like Kara, the features that were hers that were now his as well. It was still way too early to tell exactly who he looked like the most. Babies tended to look the same for the first few months. Or at least that’s what he read online. He read that it would be a while until their son would have a more distinctive face. Either way, he was beautiful. Absolutely perfect and beautiful. Oliver was broken from his thoughts when Kara mentioned how Luke had his nose. He gasped, leaning down a little to get a better look. “You really think so?” he asked, hopeful she was telling the truth. Then it was his turn to hold their son and he shook a little with excitement and nerves. But as soon as the boy was in his arms, he was tearing up again. Holding and feeling Luke made it even more real. “Oh my god, Kara. He really is so beautiful,” he commented half whispered. Leaning down, he gave the baby boy a soft kiss on his forehead. “Luke, I am your father,” he told the boy, looking back at Kara and laughing through his tears. “Sorry, sorry. I couldn’t help it.”

Kara still couldn’t believe that this was real. That her son was alive and breathing. He was a real human being, not just some dream where she was thinking about what it would be like having him in her arms. Now, she no longer had to because he was real, because she could hold him whenever she wanted and that was still so surreal to her. Watching as Oliver took Luke from her, she felt this empty feeling but not once did she ever worry about Oliver dropping Luke. She saw how careful he was, holding their baby boy as if he was fragile and the only thing in the world that mattered to him. Seeing the look on his face as he stared at his son in complete awe, Kara could see all the love he felt for his baby boy. Kara knew that she lucked out with Oliver being Luke’s father. She knew that she picked the right person to be his father. He was, going to be the most amazing and hands on father in the world. Kara knew that there was never going to be any better father than Oliver. She could feel more tears starting to stain her cheeks, Kara doing nothing to stop it as she was too busy staring at Oliver with their son. He was perfect. She had the most perfect family in the world and Kara couldn’t help but be so thankful for it. She truly did have everything she could ever want. Laughing when he used that same corny line she knew he’d been dying to use, Kara rolled her eyes, wishing she got to video that moment. “You’re going to turn our baby into a nerd,” she joked, then looking at the doctor when he informed them that they were going to take her back to her room now and they wanted to try that whole naked skin to skin thing with her and Luke. 

“Trust me, I haven’t forgotten that,” he said, that statement holding very many meanings and none he was willing to get into at the moment. Or ever, really, knowing where those conversations usually ended up. It was never pleasant and Matt liked to avoid unpleasant conversations. He liked to avoid most conversations, but this was Kara. So he quickly moved on to the next subject. “You want to make me something?” Matt asked just a bit skeptically. It wasn’t that Kara was a bad cook. She wasn’t. It was just that most of the time, he preferred to eat what he made. No one knew his diet better than he did, obviously. And for probably most of their relationship, Kara had always been trying to make him break it, even if it was a little. She was clearly way more lenient when it came to ingredients in the kitchen. Although she had gotten much better now with respecting what he ate and what he wouldn’t eat, it was still hard to shake off that feeling that maybe he couldn’t trust her when it came to his food. “Uh… That depends. Are you actually going to make me what I want or are you asking me and then turning this around to try and make me eat something gross?” Matt asked her, helping her get down from the desk carefully. Following her into the kitchen, he let go of her hand as she went to go look for things, him watching her from the kitchen counter as he leaned against it. “I’m always up for anything with kale.”

Deciding not to say anything else after his comment, Kara knew that anything she said would just cause an argument and that was the last thing she wanted between them. Today was supposed to just be a happy. domestically blissful day and the subject of children, marriage and any forms of other commitment aside from what they have now was just an argument waiting to happen. An argument that was never resolved. Thanking him and kissing him on the cheek as he helped her off the table, Kara started to rummage through the kitchen once they were there. She understood Matt’s hesitancy to eat whatever it was she was cooking because of how often she teased different ingredients that she knew Matt would never touch with a ten foot pole. He was already touching bacon for whenever she would ask for it but him putting it in his mouth? Matt would rather kill her than eat it. “You just did all the moving without me having to lift a finger,” Kara pointed out. “Of course I’m gonna make whatever you want, however you want it.” Kara made a face at her boyfriend when he mentioned he would be down for anything that had kale in it. “Do you wanna just eat raw kale leaves?” she asked jokingly before looking through the fridge. “I mean.... we could make kale chips or quinoa and kale pilaf. What do you want, handsome?”

Matt gave Kara the most offended look ever when she suggested that they take his mother and her new boyfriend while he competed. The fact that she would even bring that up had him questioning how well she actually knew him. It was either she didn’t know shit about him or she really loved messing with him. Either way, Matt glared at her and shook his head. It wasn’t that he hated the guy, he didn’t even know him. He really had no intentions to. Call it immature or straight up mean, but considering he wasn’t the type to put himself in situations that he wasn’t ready for, it shouldn’t come as a surprise for anyone. And Matt wasn’t prepared for this, for his mother dating because no matter what, he was never going to trust whoever she dated. Never. They could be a fucking saint who did nothing but volunteered at children hospitals and had found the cure to cancer and Matt would still not trust them. It was just the way that it was. “You must think you’re so fucking hilarious, huh? You know that the chances of that ever happening is impossible. So. Guess it’ll just be you and me. How awful.”

Smiling when she kissed his forehead, he shut his eyes for a moment. It was brief, but in the brief time that he did so, he felt that utter and complete happiness. Matt felt just how happy he truly was - in this moment with Kara just thinking about all the good that was happening to him. It felt nicer than he ever thought possible. After he opened his eyes, he smiled even brighter and sometimes, he couldn’t believe that Kara managed to make him smile like this. “Holy shit, you’re actually gonna take me to the vegetarian place? You hate that place. Like really fucking hate it. You hate it more than general healthy places.” He laughed as he recalled the first time he had taken her. They’ve never gone together ever since. “Wow, you must really love me.”

The look on Matt’s face caused her to snicker considering how predictable her boyfriend was. She knew that mentioning bringing his mother’s boyfriend would get a rise out of him and more often than not, Kara really did love getting a rise out of him. It was just so easy. Though, she did try not to push it too much with his mom’s boyfriend as she knew that it was an extremely sensitive topic for him. It was cute though, how protective he was of her. Cute but also painful as she knew the reason he was and really, no son should be so protective of their mother the way Matt was because they felt responsible for the beating his mother received from his father. Matt’s past was not an easy one and it broke her knowing that two of the most kindest people had to go through so much. It was why she was excited when Lindsay found the courage to move on and find happiness with someone else. The woman was like a mother figure to her and she also deserved the same happiness Matt had. “Oh I’m so fucking hilarious. You can all me The Joker,” she joked even though Matt didn’t really get the reference. Hell, Kara, herself, didn’t get the reference but Matt was even more clueless so what did he know? “You know, we could always make a little trip out of it after you win. Los Padres is near there, we could always camp a night or two,” she suggested and waggled her brows. “After you win, I don’t think we’re going to be very quiet.”

Kara shuddered at the thought of going back to that place, the one Matt loved so much, but she would do it for Matt. She would never admit it, but all Matt had to do was ask her to go with her the the restaurant on a normal day and she really would have done it. “And don’t forget it,” she replied back when he commented on how much she really loved him. Anything to make Matt happy, Kara would have done. “Are you in such shock that you’re missing the most important part where I’d even eat a whole plate by myself?” she asked with a small grin. “Granted, I’m still going to be complaining about it. I’ll still eat all of it.” Kara sighed and looked at him with nothing but complete love. She then placed a hand on his cheek. “I’m proud of you.”

Matt was relieved that Kara wasn’t put off by the sudden kiss and sudden change of atmosphere. He half expected her pull back in confusion and ask her what was going on. His eyes were shut when he kissed her, so he didn’t notice the way she had looked back at him. Matt just noticed the way she relaxed against his body. It wasn’t that he was trying to ignore what had happened, but this was his birthday and the last thing he wanted to think about was arguing with Kara. She did spend a lot of time and money planning this for him and he didn’t want it to go to waste with something that they’ll inevitably argue about in the future anyway. He wasn’t mad and she wasn’t mad and it would be stupid to let this conversation hang over their heads, especially at a place like this. Right now, he wanted to spend his birthday with his girlfriend, not spend it fighting with her. When she pulled away, though, he worried it would be Kara pulling away to stop. Luckily, that wasn’t the case and it seemed like she was on the same page that he was. His breathing was heavy as he stared at her, his eyes having darkened over with lust. Matt had to admit that he did find it hot when Kara got a little more in charge and he could tell that that’s what she had in mind. “I’m all yours then,” he whispered right before they were kissing. She began to remove articles of clothing of his. Helping her with his shirt, it fell to the floor before he reached over to grab Kara’s face between his hands rather firmly. “So what are you going to do to me?”

It was Matt’s birthday and Kara was determined to make it as memorable as possible. He’d done everything and anything for her birthday, it was only right that she did the same for his. It already took months for her to plan this, constantly waiting for when the place would be available for when she needed it and she didn’t even care about money when she finally saw that it was available. The only thing that mattered was that Matt’s birthday went according to plan and it was just perfect. Making eye contact with Matt, Kara shivered at the way that he was looking at her. He looked at her with lust, Kara’s eyes matching the same way he was looking at her as excitement surged through her. It was always like this when it came to sex with Matt. It felt like a switch was just turned on in her and she was instantly ready to just have sex with her boyfriend. “Good,” she whispered with a grin when he told her that he was all hers. Kara was excited to take charge. It wasn’t often that she was someone who took charge but when she did, Kara was incredibly excited and all for it. Stepping back once he removed his shirt, Kara let out a sigh. No matter how many times she saw her boyfriend shirtless, which was often, seeing him shirtless was just something else. His whole body was something else. “You’ll see,” she answered mischievously and grinned. Pushing him back softly, Kara then grinned when she then forced him to sit down on the bed in front of her. “Just sit back, baby.” Kara leaned down a little to press her lips against his, slowly moving until she was now on her knees and she slowly started to undo his pants. Kara kept her eyes on him, grinning as she then moved her hand down his body and then kissing along his neck. “I love you so much.”

Aside from the rage outbursts, Matt was also used to the crying. Boy was there a lot of fucking crying. He didn’t even think it was possible for Kara to cry so much. But just as easily as it was to tick her off, it was even easier to make her cry. Sometimes, Matt would be reading and all of a sudden, he’d see her crying as she sat beside him. It was hard to understand and he didn’t think he would ever understand it. It was weird and yet another thing he had to get used to. He gave her an understanding look, wishing he had some sort of answer he could give her. But frankly, he had no clue either. This wasn’t his area of expertise and considering this was Oliver’s baby, it felt weird to do any kind of research. Besides, the other guy had all that covered. “Before you know it, it’ll all be over. And instead of dealing with you crying all the time, you’ll be dealing with a baby crying all the time,” he teased her, trying to get a smile out of her. Though, his statement was kinda true. “I hope you don’t expect me to feed you if you can’t manage. I draw the line at feeding you in public. That’s reserved for the house when no one can see what a fucking loser you’ve turned me into.” Smiling at his girlfriend, he leaned in to kiss her forehead before he lead her towards another part of the farmer’s market, taking a sip out of his smoothie. “Flowers for the house?”

Kara struggled a lot with her feelings and keeping her hormones in check. Everyone knew it and often she was sure that Matt and Oliver avoided her. She cried so much that she even cried while hanging out with Maddie over the dumbest thing. She was upset that she had missed a sale on a dress that she wanted and she was crying so much that Maddie had to buy it for her. It was definitely not one of her finest moments, but she did get a free dress out of it so she wasn’t going to complain about that moment. Still, she was sure that her eyes were red for most of the day every day it seemed and as if creating a baby wasn’t exhausting enough, crying made her even more tired and sleepy. Despite Matt’s jibe about her soon having a crying baby twenty-four seven, Kara was excited about it. It didn’t dampen her excitement for her baby and the fact that she was going to have a human being that was hers in her arms. Besides, she had every faith in Oliver and knew that he was going to be an amazing father and an even better co-parent. “I know, but it’ll be exciting!” Kara said with a grin before then grabbing some of her food and quicky shoving a few in her mouth. She was just starving and her baby wanted food as well. She found herself eating... a lot. It further proved that this baby was definitely Oliver’s son. “Oh please, you’d feed me if you could,” she mumbled, asking him to hold her drink so that she could eat more. Kara then nodded her head. “Yeah, I want to get flowers for the hallway. It needs to be replaced since it’s dying now. What else do you need to buy?”

“You’re only telling me to shut up because I’m right,” he argued, giving her a knowing look, though he was sure that would earn him more than just a playful nudge. After he had settled the desk in the right spot, Matt watched as his girlfriend sat herself on desk. He rolled his eyes and scoffed - his signature move - at what she was saying before he eventually did as she was motioning him to do, now standing in front of her. “It’d be so much hotter if you actually helped instead of barking out orders.” He looked at her through narrow eyes at first before cracking into a small smile, his hands on her knees. They may have been joking around here, but truthfully, Matt was grateful that they were done with that. He didn’t know how much longer he could stand Kara being so damn indecisive and demanding him around. And on top of her being so insecure. It wasn’t the best of combos. And he was just glad that the office was now finally done being set up. It was one less thing they had to worry about and do. “Now, I want to rest. You may not feel it, but I’ve spent all day rearranging all this stuff. I know I’m in perfect shape, but even someone like me gets tired,” Matt answer, grabbing her chin and lightly pressing his lips towards hers. Shrugging his shoulders, he shook his head. “Uh, no. No rules. If you eat in here, just clean up your shit. That’s all. You know how clean I like to keep things.”

“I’m telling you to shut up because you’re being a dick,” she said with a raised brow and rolled her eyes. Kara definitely didn’t want to admit that she was someone who could become so easily insecure. How could she not be though? Matt was perfect. He was the perfect boyfriend that she never deserved, it was hard to even live up to the expectations of being even remotely a good girlfriend for him. Chuckling at his comment, Kara shrugged and looked around before leaning back a little and swinging her legs. “See, I would love to help but it kind of looks like you did everything already. Not only that, but I am pregnant!” she pointed out, placing a hand on her stomach and caressing it a little bit. A soft smile appeared on her stomach as she thought about the baby that was growing inside of her. “I thought that you were at your peak shape. This, this is nothing! All this moving around should not be so hard!” she argued. Spreading her legs a little to make room for Matt, she wrapped them around his waist and pulled him even closer to her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Kara sighed and closed her eyes, enjoying this small moment with her boyfriend. Smiling as he placed a small kiss on her lips, Kara nodded her head at his rules. “Do you want me to make you something to eat? As a thank you for helping me?” she asked, sliding to the side so that she could get off the table. Taking Matt’s hand, Kara lead him to the kitchen, wondering what she could even make him right now. “What do you want?”

As soon as he felt her burying her face into the crook of his neck, Oliver knew that things were calming down. He knew he didn’t have to be so on edge anymore. Which made it easier to comfort Kara. She tried to reassure him that she would never hurt him and Oliver knew that. He knew that Kara would never especially after that last conversation they had. He trusted her more than ever. It was just that sometimes, her hormonal rage got a little out of hand. But at the end of the day, he knew Kara better. Besides, seeing her ruin her makeup like this, Oliver knew she meant her apology. Yeah, half of this crying was because of the hormones, but he knew she was still guilty over everything. “Hey, Kara. I get it. It’s fine. I know when it’s hormonal Kara and regular Kara. Don’t worry. I know you wouldn’t be this mean to me. Just a little mean.” He wiped away her tears and gave her this small smile. Taking her hand when she grabbed his, he gave it a squeeze before he looked at her with furrowed brows. “Wait, you’re joking right? Since when were you gonna pay? Sounds… Fake,” Oliver teased her, nudging her side gently. He helped her as they got outside, even helping her when they reached her car. “Are you sure you want to drive?”

Aside from getting to finally hold and meet their baby boy, Kara was extremely excited for her pregnancy to be over so that she could not only get her body back but also get her hormones back in control. She sometimes just felt like a completely different person. She cried nearly all the time over the stupidest things too. At one point she started to cry because she hadn’t seen her feet in days and started wearing sandals as they were more comfortable than heels. Granted, for Kara, that actually was something to cry about as she was hardly ever seen without some sort of heels. After their conversation, Kara still felt on edge about the whole thing. She felt this constant need to apologize and thanks to her hormones, Kara cried even more just looking at Oliver and knowing the things she’d done to him. “I know but still,” she whispered, her bottom lip trembling as she felt the need to cry again when the guilt set in once more. Laughing slightly when he started to tease her, Kara shook her head and placed a hand on her stomach. “I’m totally joking,” she confirmed. “I’m poor now that I have school and I only work part time. You’re the one making all the big bucks.” Kara then shrugged. “It’s fine. I can drive.” Gasping when she felt the baby kick, Kara grinned and took Oliver’s hand. “You feel that?”

On top of this being one hell of a heavy topic, Kara had to deal with all the pregnancy hormones. From first hand experience, the hormones alone were one hell of a thing to deal with. It was like a switch. One minute she was fine and the next she was crying or ready to bite his head off. It was a gamble bringing this up right now. He could either make her cry really hard or have her end up killing him. It could really go either way. Oliver couldn’t choose which option was the better one. That was until he witnessed how hard she was crying, the panicked look on her face. Right then and there, death seemed like the better option. “Kara…” he sighed, watching the way her shoulders shook with an intensity he never saw on her. It almost seemed like she was on the verge of a panic attack. It was a good thing he was well experienced in this, but this wasn’t what he had wanted. It was hard to watch. It wasn’t often he saw Kara like this, but Oliver knew that it was probably mostly the hormones. He figured there was no way she’d cry this much when it came to him. Knowing this helped with not giving in. 

They needed to have this conversation. This couldn’t be something that was put in the back burner. He needed this, especially with them about to be parents. Noticing the way she almost walked towards him, he clenched his jaw and glanced away. It made it easier to not close the gap between them and hug her. “Don’t do that, Kara. I–” He sighed again, shaking his head until finally looking back at his best friend. “I know you’re sorry. That’s… That was never the question. I just need to know–I need to know why. I need to know what was going through your head. I need to know why you treated me the way that you did.” Oliver looked at the blonde with tears in his eyes, threatening to spill over his cheeks. “I don’t think–Kara, I don’t think I can co-parent with you knowing that you’ll never love me the same way I love you. That I don’t hold a significant amount in your life the way you do mine. I don’t think we can be us anymore if all along, I was just another one of your pawns.”

The fact that Oliver wasn’t even moving to comfort her while she was having a panic attack lead Kara to believe Oliver truly hated her. She knew that his biggest weakness was seeing her cry, not that she would ever use that to her advantage, especially at a time like this, but seeing Oliver now and how he kept his distance, Kara felt like her whole world was falling apart. Never did she think she would ever lose Oliver and now she felt that and it was a very real feeling that terrified her. What would happen if they couldn’t be best friends again after all this? How were they going to raise their baby after this? Not only was she going to lose Oliver, her soulmate, but she was going to also lose her grandparents because she knew that they would take his side. Her whole body shook at the thought of losing her best friend and their baby growing up with two separate parents that hardly spoke to one another. She did her best to build a life where everything was perfect and her baby could grown in a loving environment. Oliver being Oliver and their relationship was a big reason why she wanted a child with Oliver. He was the one constant in her life. The only person she could count on. As much as she loved Matt and knew she could count on him, it had always been Oliver that no matter what, would always take her side, even if she was wrong. Now knowing that isn’t the case anymore, Kara felt like her whole world was falling apart.

When he then said that he wasn’t sure he could co-parent with her, Kara began to sob, her breathing became even more laboured. The whole thing felt like some sort of dream she wanted to wake up from. All of a sudden, due to the lack of breathing, she felt like she was getting lightheaded. “I didn’t...” she struggled to say. “Y-You were the only one constant thing in my life. You were the only thing I could rely on completely. Even now, more than Matt, you’re my constant. I-I never thought I could lose you,” she whispered softly. “You were, are, the only person I can rely on more than Matt. You weren’t my pawn. I mean, maybe I thought that when I first moved in but it was never like that after.” Covering her face, Kara started to cry even harder, her body trembling as she tried her best to compose herself. “I-I never... I never thought I would ever lose you. So when you found out about me, I didn’t know how to deal with it and I thought giving you space to just... to just get over it would work. I was a selfish person. The things I did to you, I regret so much.” Wiping her eyes, Kara took a few deep breaths in an effort to calm herself. “I love you so much. I always have and I always will. At the time, all I really knew was myself and protecting myself. I don’t deserve you, but I do love you, Ollie. I love you so much and I don’t know what to do.”

Matt knew Kara well enough to know that she very well expected him to chase after her. His girlfriend sometimes lived in this fantasy land inside her head. Like she always felt the need to be in a romantic comedy while Matt, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. Obviously. He was a stubborn man who always held his ground. He was far too blunt to ever do something for someone just because they wanted it. Always, he’d be more rational about it. So when it was Kara’s fault that they got into some argument, he wasn’t the type to budge. If he was the one who was right, he’d die on that hill, not once giving in for the sake of ending something. If he was right, then he was going to act like it. It drove Kara crazy and he knew that, but it was simply the kind of person that he was. Argument could be made that things were different now since dating Kara and for the most part, it was true. But generally speaking, he was still that type of person. So, no, he wasn’t about to chase after her like the dramatic climax in one of her rom com films. No he wasn’t about to get on his knees while she stormed out. Matt was going to wait for their order and calmly approach her outside. That in itself was growth alone. Once he was outside apologizing and handing her the food, he waited until she said something. He was apologizing for kicking her while she was down, so to speak. He spoke his mind, but with all the emotions she was currently dealing with, he knew better than to push her buttons. “I said, I’m sorry,” he repeated, doing his best to not let any kind of attitude cover his tone. It was always hard, really, to see Kara crying, even when he was mad. Now was no exception. Sighing, he reached over and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend. “It’s okay. You’re only a little bit awful,” he teased her, trying to lighten the atmosphere to help her with her mood. “I know it’s not your fault. I have to learn to be more patient. That’s all.”

Kara knew that thanks to her hormones and general confrontational attitude, she was unbearable to be around. She was lucky that Matt even continued to want to live with her and hasn’t gone off to the bar every day. Of course if he were to, Kara would have something to say about that, feeling offended that he didn’t want to be around her. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Kara felt guilty for having been such an awful bitch and being rude to Matt about the whole ordeal. He was doing his best. She was lucky that he was even still with her after she revealed that she was going to have a child with Oliver. Feeling his arms around her, Kara continued to cry even more as the guilt started to set in. She hated how everything was so out of whack that anything could make her cry and once she was cry, she was crying for hours it seemed like. “I don’t even know what’s wrong with me anymore,” she whispered, letting out a small chuckle when he teased that she was only a little bit awful. Kissing his cheek, Kara took a small step back and started to go through her food. “Thank you for staying to get my food,” she said, taking the container out of the plastic bag and started to eat her food. “I’m ready to continue walking if you are. I think I can manage eating and walking at the same time,” Kara proclaimed proudly and waited for him. “Oh and I wanna get some fresh flowers.”

Matt gave her a look, eyebrows raising before shaking his head as he pulled back. “Nope. I take it back. You’re the least good thing to happen in my life,” he said, waving his hand in her face. “That right there - totally ruined it. You’re now not allowed to go. Sorry. That’s on you.” He cocked his head to the side a little, looking at her seriously while biting back his smirk. As much of an ego that he had, Kara also had one and he enjoyed messing with her when it came to that. It wasn’t as if she didn’t do the same to him. Putting away his phone now that he showed Kara all that he needed to show her, he went back to being comfortable, pulling her back into his arms so they could lay together side by side, arms hugging her tightly. Matt rolled his eyes as she spoke about assuming who he’d ask to go with him. “Babe, you are aware that I can take more than one person, right? They don’t… They don’t really give you a limit. We just have to provide our own transportation to the place and since it’s not even that far from here, that’s not really a problem.” 

Matt laughed, unable to hold back how amusing he found this, before he brushed back some of Kara’s blonde hair. “Obviously I was going to ask you. You were the first person that came to mind to ask, but yes, I will also ask my mother. But she’ll politely decline because my mother doesn’t like to miss work. I’m pretty sure it’s because of that guy she’s seeing, but as you know, I don’t like to talk about that.” He laughed again when she reached over to grab his phone just to be able to read the email again, his lips leaning in to kiss her head as she did so. It felt nice having someone care this much over his success. It made him want to succeed even more to make her proud of him. “How about we focus on celebrating the fact that I got on at all and not get ahead of ourselves? I can very easily lose and I don’t want my ego to get too big here and get in the way of performing well.”

Kara rolled her eyes at his attempt at a joke but pouted at him nonetheless. As if Matt wouldn’t want her to go. She was his biggest supporter, Matt was definitely going to want her to be there with him. Even if he didn’t, there was no way he was going to stop her from going as this meant too much for her. “You’re so fucking rude. All I said was that you did get extremely lucky that you got me,” Kara shot back and stuck her tongue out at him. Truth be told, Kara knew that she was luckier knowing that Matt had come into her life. He changed her life for the better, made her want to be better person. Sighing softly as he pulled her into his arms, Kara closed her eyes for a moment, feeling safe in them. He had a way of making her feel safe, like nothing could ever touch her.  Kara’s favourite place was always in Matt’s arms. Pressing her forehead against his shoulder, Kara smiled to herself and nodded her head when Matt reassured her that he could also take Lindsay with them. Kara wanted Matt surrounded with the people he loved and cared about whenever he was doing something like this. Something important that could help him achieve his dreams.

Looking up when he explained that his mom wouldn’t go as she would be too busy with work and her new boyfriend, Kara laughed and scrunched her nose at him. It was amusing seeing him trying to come to terms with his mother dating someone, especially since she’d been dating him for almost a year now. She wondered what it would be like if his mom got married, would he be in denial until ten years later that his mother was in fact married? The thought made her chuckle a little. “Oh c’mon, her boyfriend’s name is Jonathan,” she joked. “Maybe we can offer for both of them to come with us. I’m sure your mom wants to be there to see you win.” Once she was done reading the email, she turned off his phone and set it to the side before smiling. Staring at her boyfriend lovingly, Kara pushed back some of his bangs and sighed before kissing his forehead. “I’m so fucking proud of you. This is just... this is incredible,” she whispered, giving him a soft and loving smile. “We’re going to celebrate tomorrow, okay? We’re gonna go to that vegetarian place you love so much, and hey, I’ll even eat a whole plate by myself,” she teased.

This entire procedure may not be performed on him, but it may as well have been with the look on his face and the unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach. He knew that Kara was by far getting the worst of it. She was the one having to deal with all of it. But boy did he feel this phantom pain simply watching this whole thing go down. He was going to buy Kara a truckload of shoes after this. Holding her hand tightly like he was the one who needed it, he practically held his breath as the doctors muttered medical jargon to one another. It wasn’t as if he’d pay attention anyway if he understood any of it. There were other things he was focusing on. Feeling lightheaded, he wished he knew how much longer until… “We got him.” Oliver gasped, his heart spiking when he heard that beautiful, sweet, perfect cry of a baby boy. Suddenly everything froze and all he wanted to do was grab his baby and cry. The look on his face was all over the place until he glanced down at Kara who was crying and excited and calling for his attention. He smiled at her and it was like he no longer could hold it in. The tears began to brim underneath his eyes. “Kar, it’s…” He couldn’t even finish the sentence, words lost on him like he had lost the ability to speak. Instead, he chose to hold her as he leaned in to kiss her cheek. That was surely enough to show her what he was currently feeling. When the doctor came over to them to announce the weight of their son, Oliver reached down to squeeze Kara’s hand again. “Ca–Can we hold him yet?” he asked, his voice squeaking with emotion. The doctor smiled at him and nodded, disappearing to only appear back in a matter of seconds, this time with the most beautiful baby Oliver had ever laid his eyes on. “Oh my god. Kara, that’s…” He looked down at his best friend, tears now streaming down his cheeks like a faucet. “That’s him. He’s perfect.”

Staring at her son’s beautiful face, Kara couldn’t help but cry. It was hard not to when the one thing she’d been imagining for what seemed like forever was finally in front of her. He was much more beautiful than she could have ever pictured; perfect in every way. Although she couldn’t really tell who he looked like, as really, he just looked like a regular baby, Kara felt so much love for him that it was almost suffocating. When Oliver asked if the could hold him, her whole body was trembling with giddiness at the thought of finally getting to hold their son. Looking at Oliver and seeing that look on his face, the way that he was crying tears of happiness caused Kara’s heart to swell even more. She’d never seen her best friend this happy before and she was glad she was part of the reason he was this happy. When Dr. Ford had come over and carefully placed Luke in her arms as she laid on the operating room table, Kara sucked in a breath. Being so up close to her baby was such a surreal feeling, it felt almost like she was still dreaming and that she would wake up soon. “Hi, baby,” she whispered softly, scared that if she was any louder it would frighten him. “Hi, I’m your mom.” Examining every part of him that she could, she traced her fingertips along his nose and crying even more. “You’re so beautiful,” she whispered to him as she stared at those same blue eyes that matched hers. She didn’t even care that he was fussy or looked like he was on the verge of crying. “He has your nose,” Kara pointed out, after a lot more staring. She then looked at Oliver and continued to cry even more before then motioning for him to hold Luke. She could vaguely hear the doctors telling her that she was done her surgery and that they would soon be moving her back to her room. “Here, Ollie,” she said, raising Luke a little for him to hold their son.

“Perhaps not always, but a good ninety-eight percent of the time,” he said, continuing to tease her about it. Not that he minded that much by now. He was used to it and if Kara needed that reassurance, he gave it to her even if he never understood why she needed it to begin with. If she needed it, he gave it to her. Still, his girlfriend was a big contradiction. He’s never met someone so confident in herself and yet so insecure at the same time. Maybe it was just when it came to him, though he wasn’t sure how to take that exactly. When Kara pulled away and kissed his cheek, Matt gave her a smile and stuffed his hands into his pockets, watching as she immediately went back to working on the office. If it were up to him, they would have been done ages ago. The only reason he wasn’t complaining was because Kara wouldn’t let him hear the end of it if he had and because it did give him a little bit of a workout moving everything around a few hundred times. He nodded along to what she was saying, only half listening because really, it didn’t matter what he’d have to say anyway. “Yeah, it’s great,” he said, beginning to walk over to the desk and giving Kara’s ass a light tap on his way there. “Alright, move over there so I can put the desk there,” he then instructed her, going to the edge of the desk. With a small groan, he lifted up his half of the desk and began to drag it over to where Kara had wanted it, careful as to not have it bump into the walls or anything. It took him a moment or two to get it exactly how she wanted it before he was done, slapping his hands together and looking at the blonde. “There. We’re finally done.”

“Oh shut up,” she muttered, giving her boyfriend a playful nudge. There was no way that Kara was insecure the way he made her out to be. Sure, their relationship, sometimes she was insecure but that was different. Kara still couldn’t believe that she was with such a perfect man that made her want to be the best version of herself possible. She couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that Matt even wanted to be with her, especially after everything and on top of that, her carrying another man’s baby. When it came to herself, to her appearance and her body, sure she was one of the most secure people in the world. She knew that she was hot and she knew that everyone wanted her, it was being with someone long term that made things hard for Kara to believe that someone actually wanted her. Grinning when he went to move his desk, slapping her ass on the way, Kara chewed on her bottom lip, enjoying seeing Matt doing all the heavy lifting. Once he set the desk where she wanted it, Kara moved so that she was now sitting on top of his desk and grinned. “You look so hot doing all that work,” she teased and licked her lips before stretching her arms out and motioning for him to stand in front of her. “So, now that this room has basically become our work room, what should we do now?” Kara wondered. “Do you want to maybe get a bite to eat? Any rules about this place that I should know about? Like no eating here?”

When Matt first met Kara, never in a million years would he have thought she’d be the type to want the cliche married life with children and a picket white fence. Yet the longer they were together, the more she seemed to want it. It was strange because for the longest time, he felt like they were on the same page when it came to these things. From the start, he had told her how he never saw a future with kids of his own. He had talked about how marriage wasn’t really something he thought about or really wanted. He had expressed these things and at first, at the beginning of what they were, she seemed okay with that. But as time passed in their relationship, it seemed like she grew unhappy with his stance. A part of him feared she wished to change him and his views. He worried he would have to change more of who he was to make Kara happy. If that were the case, why was she even with him to begin with? It was especially frustrating for him considering the countless times he had stated that he only wanted to be with Kara forever. Sighing, he cleared those thoughts away and grabbed Kara’s hand. Matt pulled his girlfriend closer to him, grabbing her face so they’d look at one another. He ignored everything she was saying. Instead, he lifted her lips up to his, kissing her passionately. At this point, he would have been a little more demanding and rough with her to convey his intentions of having the hike wait, but he was learning to control himself with the whole pregnancy thing while also trying hard not to think too much about it. His lips remained on hers, tongue now exploring that sweet familiar taste of her mouth while his hands dipped down to remove her sweater.

Kara didn’t know what to do. This was not how she planned planned things for his birthday of all days. She wasn’t expecting an argument to happen and the two of them talking about their future and questioning it. All she wanted was for everything to be perfect for her boyfriend’s birthday, something to be memorable. The whole thing had gone the complete opposite and instead, she upset him and made him angry all because she couldn’t keep her stupid mouth shut and had to make a comment about it. Kara should have just sucked it up and saved the conversation for another time. In all honesty, Kara made a joke. She didn’t think twice about the comment, nor did it really have any other meaning. Kara loved Matt almost more than anything in the world; of course Oliver and their son held an important place in her heart. All she ever wanted was to spend the rest of her life with Matt. As she was leading him towards the exit, he pulled her back, causing her to furrow her brows and look at Matt with confusion. Kara was about to open her mouth and ask him what he was doing when he then pressed his lips against hers. Tensing and looking at him with wide eyes for a moment, it wasn’t long until Kara’s whole body relaxed and she melted into the kiss. Matt always did have this thing where he made it feel like the whole world disappeared and it was just the two of them. When he then started to remove her sweater, Kara pulled away, stepping a small step back and pressing her forehead against his. “It’s your birthday,” she whispered, kissing him again but this time, she had every intention of taking charge. “I want it to be about you.” Reaching for his beanie, Kara removed it, throwing it to the ground and started to unbutton his shirt.