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"Minxie, let me take him. I'll give him a bottle if he gets hungry. Take a nap," Joe said.

"Okay," I nodded, yawning.

"Come here," Joe smiled as he took Noah.

"Thank you," I smiled as Joe sat next to me and I leaned my head against his shoulder, "When's your mum coming over?"

"Tomorrow morning," Joe smiled.

"Okay," I nodded.

"No, no, it's okay!" Joe hushed as Noah started crying.

"Noah, baby, shh," I said, as he wrapped his hand around my finger.

"Does his nappy need changing?"

"I don't think so," I shrugged.

Joe picked him up and checked his nappy.

"No, he's good," Joe shrugged as he got up and carried him into the kitchen with him.

I could hear Joe putting a bottle in the microwave to warm it up a bit before he joined me back on the sofa.

"Here you go," Joe said quietly.

Noah started crying even more and moving his head away from the bottle, refusing to have it.

"He's not hungry," Joe sighed.

"I'll get a binky," I said, getting up and grabbing one from the kitchen.

"Thank you," Joe nodded, giving it to Noah.

Noah took the binky and calmed down almost instantly.

"You're a little fuss, aren't you?" I laughed lightly.

"He sure is," Joe huffed, smiling.

I leaned in to give Joe a kiss, to which he greatly returned.

"D.amn, who knew having a kid was so hard," Joe huffed playfully.

"Mhm, and who's fault was that?" I smirked.

"P.iss off," Joe laughed, "But technically, both of ours."

"I know," I laughed, "But I would never want it any differently."

"Me too. It's still weird to think that we created him and now he's here and I already love him so much."

"You're weird," I giggled, giving him a kiss.

"Whatever!" Joe laughed, "What time is it?"

"Quarter past seven," I answered.

"D.amn, already. Do you want me to go out and get some dinner for us?" Joe asked.

"I can go get it," I shrugged.

"Minxie-"

"What? I perfectly capable of going out to get us some food," I defended.

"Alright. Get whatever you want," Joe shrugged, "Get me something too please."

"Of course!" I smiled.

"And be careful... Please," Joe smiled wearily.

"I'll be fine," I assured him as I got my keys and bag and headed down to the car.

I drove down to a small take-out restaurant we usually go to for quick food and ordered what Joe and I usually get.

"Where's Joe?" Elisa, the cashier, asked.

We literally have come here so often they have remembered Joe and I.

"He's at home with the baby," I nodded, fishing into my bag to pay her.

"Oh that's right! I thought we hadn't seen you two for a while! How is the baby?"

"He's great. His name's Noah," I smiled.

"You look quite young to be a mother- sorry, it wasn't supposed to come out like that!" Elisa quickly apologised.

"No! It's fine. I am quite young. Only just turned 21 a few months ago," I laughed.

"Aw I see. Well here's your food. Tell Joe and the baby, Noah, I said, 'Hello!'"

"Will do. Bye!" I smiled, taking the bags of food and heading back to the car.

As I walked out of the restaurant, Nora and Eric were just walking in with Noelle.

"Oh, hey Minx," Nora said sarcastically.

I didn't answer but rolled my eyes.

"You still with that t.wat?" Nora snickered.

"Nora, come on. Noelle's here," Eric breathed.

"F.uck off," I waved them off, leaving the restaurant.

I rushed back to the car and drove back to my flat.

"Thank you baby," Joe said as he held Noah.

"No problem. Guess who I saw when I was out?" I rolled my eyes.

"I swear to God, if you f.ucking say Ror-"

"No, no, no! Nora and Eric," I breathed.

"That's almost as worse," Joe groaned as I took Noah from him.

"Yeah, well, all she had to say for herself was to ask if I was still with 'that t.wat,'" I huffed.

"B.itch."

"I told her and Eric to f.uck off."

"Okay, I'm sorry baby," Joe apologised.

"There's nothing for you to be sorry about," I laughed lightly.

Holding Noah in one arm, I got my food with the other. Joe and I sat on the sofa together and ate. I attempted to put Noah in the small baby-bouncer while we ate, but of course, that didn't work out.

"Noah, shh, baby," I hummed, reaching down and gently stroking his head.

Noah held my finger in his hand and continued crying and pulling on my finger.

"Oh, come on," I huffed, lifting him up and holding him.

Noah stopped crying and blinked away his tears and looked around.

"You little fuss," Joe smiled, playfully poking his nose.

Noah looked at Joe as he poked his nose.

I slowly finished eating and then Noah started crying again, so I fed him.

"Who's she calling a t.wat anyway? I'm perfect!" Joe laughed.

"Yeah, yeah," I laughed.

"Oh, thanks baby," Joe scoffed, playfully.

"Honestly, anything that b.itch says is trash, so..." I shook my head.

"I know, don't worry about it," Joe shrugged as he cleaned up from our dinner.

"I love you."

"I love you too. And I love our fussy little baby," Joe laughed.

"Me too," I smiled.

Noah finished being fed and I gently burped him before Joe rocked him to sleep.

"Now let's see how long he will stay asleep for," Joe smiled as he laid Noah in his bassinet in my room and joined me back in the livingroom.

"Mhm," I nodded.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah!" I smiled, standing up and giving Joe a kiss.

Joe reached around me and rested one of his hands on my bum and the other on my cheek.

"I love you so much," Joe breathed.

"Mm, I love you too," I smiled into the kiss.

"Relax, baby," Joe hummed as we sat on the sofa.

He reached behind me and massaged my back. I found a film on Netflix to watch as Joe massaged my back and played with my hair.

"What are you doing?!" I laughed quietly.

"Braiding your hair... Or atleast trying to," Joe laughed.

"Oh God," I laughed.

I moved to lay down and rested my head on his lap and watched the film. Joe also watched the film but continued playing with my hair.

Throughout the film, I drifted to sleep a bit, but never actually fell asleep.

"Let's go to bed, yeah?" Joe hummed quietly.

"Mm, yeah, if you want," I shrugged.

Joe smiled and gave me a small kiss on the forehead before nudging me up and we went through to my room.

We got changed in the dark and climbed into bed quietly, just hoping that we wouldn't wake Noah up.

"'Night Minxie," Joe said quietly, giving me a kiss.

"Goodnight," I smiled.

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a/n: hello! hope you all enjoyed this chapter! let me know in the comments! thank you so so so much for reading! love you all loads! X