You Are My One, My Only

Spencer laughed at Zacky when he complained about having to wear a button-down shirt. He wore them all the time for shows, but he didn't like wearing them for any other reason. "Of course I like it," Spencer said. She stood up and went around behind Zacky, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her chin on his shoulder. "You look sexy in button-down shirts. Especially when you roll the sleeves up and show off all of your tattoos. I wish I could get you to wear them all the time." She pressed a kiss to his cheek before going over to grab her plate. She saw that Zacky seemed to be finished with his as well and she grabbed his, taking both plates over to the sink to start on the dishes.

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Matt quickly rinsed the shampoo from his hair and shut off the shower before he reached for his towel, wrapping it around his waist. He climbed out of the shower, grabbing a washcloth from the drawer, wetting it with cold water and laying it on the back of Faye's neck. "You're welcome, baby," Matt said, slipping his hand down to rub soothing circles between Faye's shoulder blades. "If you're feeling sick, you can go lay down in bed. I'll finish the dishes." Matt stepped out of the bathroom, going into the bedroom to change clothes. He hoped that Faye's morning sickness wouldn't last too long, because he always hated when she was sick or felt bad. And this was technically his fault, since he was the one who'd gotten her pregnant.

Zacky couldn’t help but laughed as Spencer carried away their plates. She normally had a pretty good way of influencing and getting him to dress up. Zacky was more or less a fan of being comfortable. If the man could live in a pair of basketball shorts and a tshirt he would. He leaned back into his chair, letting out a groan as he rubbed his stomach. “Why do you always insist on feeding me so damn much? I am going to get so fat, it’s not even funny.” He grumbled.

Zacky pushed himself out of the chair, maneuvering around the kitchen counter. He looked around and decided he should probably offer to help clean up. “Lemme get the dishes in the sink, babe.”

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Faye sighed heavily. She stood up slowly and made her way over to the sink in order to brush her teeth. She felt disgusting. She brushed her teeth and then stripped herself of her clothes. “I think I am just gonna take a shower and then maybe go lay down.”

She made her way into the shower and turned it on. The feeling of the hot water running over her relaxed her muscles enough to where she forgot about the feeling in her stomach. When she got out, she wrapped herself in a towel. She walked into the bedroom and flopped down on the bed. “I don’t even wanna get dressed.”

Spencer moved all of the dishes into one side of the sink, filling the other side with warm, soapy water as she listened to Zacky speak. She giggled. "You're not going to get fat," Spencer chided teasingly. "You'll just get fluffy. And besides, even if you do, that's fine. Skinny guys are so out. Slightly chubby guys with tons of tattoos are where it's at." Spencer turned around to flash Zacky a grin before she turned back to the sink, starting to scrub the dishes. "No, no, I got it, baby," she said, shaking her head when Zacky offered. "There aren't that many, it shouldn't take too long. Why don't you run along upstairs and put on one of your button-down shirts? That way I can look at you wearing one all day," she teased. "I'm just kidding. If you really want to help clean, you can rinse the dishes and put them in the dish drainer."

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Matt changed into a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt, tossing his dirty clothes into the hamper. He decided to wait until Faye had gotten out of the shower before he went down to do the dishes, so he could make sure that she didn't need anything before he went downstairs. He looked over when she came out of the bathroom, laughing as she flopped down on the bed. "Well you know I have no problem with you walking around naked," Matt said, smirking down at her. "But still, I'm sure you'd rather get dressed." Matt went over to her dresser, pulling out some underwear and clothes for her. He knelt down, slipping her feet into her underwear before he tugged them up her legs. He did the same thing with a pair of her own sweatpants before he stood up, pulling her into a sitting position and removing her towel so he could put a shirt on her. "I'm going to go downstairs and wash the dishes okay, baby?" Matt told Faye, kissing her lips. "Just yell if you need anything."

Zacky rolled his eyes at her comment. Of course she would say something like that. He wasted no time and dove right in to helping her with the dishes. Once all of the dishes were done, he reached out to her and brought her to him. He placed a loving kiss against her lips, “You know how much I love you right?” He pulled back and smiled at her. God, did he love that woman. He looked up at the clock that hung above the stove. “We don’t have to be at dinner until around seven. Was there anything else you wanted to do today? Wanna go out or just hang out here at the house… Or what? You’re choice today.”

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“Thank you baby,” Faye mumbled. She climbed up into the bed and settled herself down into the covers. When he left the room, she tried to will herself to sleep, but sleep seemed to be evading her. She felt so drained and so exhausted—for seemingly no reason. Faye hoped that this phase would soon be over. But what she had heard from other people is sometimes it never ends. She groaned to herself as that thought popped into her head. She decided she might as just well flip on the TV in the room and relax for a while.

When the dishes were finished, Spencer felt herself being pulled towards Zacky, and she smiled as she listened to him speak. "Yeah I know, but I always love to hear you say it," she whispered, leaning up to kiss him again. "I love you too, Zacky. So, so much." She just felt like she could never say that enough to ever show much she really loved Zacky. When he asked what she wanted to do until dinner, Spencer looked up at him with a playfully wicked grin on her face. "Well we could go see a movie?" she suggested. "We could go in the middle of the afternoon when no one's there, and we can sit in the back and make out like teenagers." Spencer saw the look that appeared on Zacky's face at her suggestion. "I'm kidding. Well, kind of. I don't know what I want to do. I'm terrible at choosing, you know that."

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Matt headed downstairs and turned on the faucet, starting on the dishes. There weren't too many even with the ones from breakfast, so he was finished pretty quickly and then he went back upstairs, finding Faye laying in bed watching TV. Without saying a word, Matt walked over and climbed underneath the covers, shimmying as close to Faye as he could possibly manage. "Are you feeling any better, baby?" he whispered, slipping his arm over her waist. He pressed a kiss to her cheek. He still felt awful that she was feeling sick, because it was all his fault. "You know, next time you should probably just tell me to keep it in my pants," Matt said. "Or at least to wrap it up. I hate seeing you like this."

Zacky laughed, leaning in to kiss her forehead. “We can go to the movies; we haven’t been in a while.” He thought for a moment, trying to think of if he remembered any movies that were out that he might want to see. He scrunched his nose at her, “I can’t really think of any that are out. Is there any you want to see?” He thought for a moment longer on different things they could do, “We could like, go play mini golf or go bowling? I kinda just want to get out of the house and go do something.”

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Faye looked up at Matt as he made his way into the bed, “Yeah, I’m getting there. Just came out of nowhere really, I haven’t been sick so far until this morning.” Faye listened to him speak and then giggled as she scooted closer to him. “Stop it, Matt.” She rolled her eyes as she laid her head on his chest. “It’s not your fault, you know.” She paused for a moment and smiled, “I mean it kinda is but still.”

"Well it doesn't really matter what we go see, we won't be watching much of it," Spencer giggled, leaning up to kiss his jaw. She nodded her head at Zacky's suggestions. "Ooh yes, let's go bowling!" she agreed. "It'll be like a little date night, er, day. We haven't gone on a date in forever, it'll be so much fun." Not since they'd figured out that they were having trouble conceiving, anyway. Spencer had had to start tracking her ovulation and they'd had to plan their sex around that and it just hadn't left much time or energy for any actual dates. But now they were doing IVF and it just had Spencer so excited and she wanted Zacky to take her on a date. "Let me go change clothes and then we can go, okay?" Spencer said. She leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "I love you, Zack."

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"Well you'll have to ask your mom what kind of stuff helps with morning sickness," Matt said. He didn't know much about morning sickness, but he did know that it didn't just happen in the morning and it could sometimes last for the entire pregnancy. But he hoped that wouldn't happen to Faye. "Yeah it's kind of my fault because I didn't think to use any protection that one time the power went out and we had too much wine and nothing else to do, but it's your fault too because you could've told me no." Matt smirked, pressing a kiss to Faye's cheek. "But then again, I can't blame you for not telling me no. I mean, I'm not conceited or anything, but I think I'm pretty good-looking. But I've got nothing on you, baby."

Zacky took a long lingering look at the woman who was standing in front of him. God he loved her. “You’re right, we haven’t gone out just us in a long fucking time.” He murmured. He ran a hand through her hair before she pulled away from him, bringing her back in to kiss her lips one more time. “I love you more,” He grinned as he finally released her. He followed her up the stairs, deciding he might as well change too. He pulled out a pair of basketball shorts and a sleeveless tshirt and held them up to her. “Are these okay for bowling?” he smirked.

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Faye laughed, reaching over to wrap her arm around his torso. She wanted to try and do this on her own. She had relied on her mother for so much throughout her life, she didn’t want to have to make that call to her just yet. She was sure she could just bring it up at the next doctor’s appointment which was only a week away. “Yes, Matthew. You are very, very good looking. Just how could I have said no to you?” She giggled as she looked up at him.

Zacky took a long lingering look at the woman who was standing in front of him. God he loved her. “You’re right, we haven’t gone out just us in a long fucking time.” He murmured. He ran a hand through her hair before she pulled away from him, bringing her back in to kiss her lips one more time. “I love you more,” He grinned as he finally released her. He followed her up the stairs, deciding he might as well change too. He pulled out a pair of basketball shorts and a sleeveless tshirt and held them up to her. “Are these okay for bowling?” he smirked.

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Faye laughed, reaching over to wrap her arm around his torso. She wanted to try and do this on her own. She had relied on her mother for so much throughout her life, she didn’t want to have to make that call to her just yet. She was sure she could just bring it up at the next doctor’s appointment which was only a week away. “Yes, Matthew. You are very, very good looking. Just how could I have said no to you?” She giggled as she looked up at him.

Spencer smiled against Zacky's lips when he pulled her back to him. She just loved him so much, she felt like she couldn't ever put it into words. She went upstairs to change, turning around to Zacky when she heard him speaking. "Absolutely not, Zack Baker!" she shouted, seeing the clothes he was holding up. "You don't have to dress fancy or anything, but at least dress like you didn't just get out of bed. How about that one shirt you have with the pocket? You look cute in that." Spencer kissed the tip of his nose before she took the clothes from him and went over to change clothes. In all honesty she didn't really care what he wore, as long as as they got to spend time together.

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"I'm not sure," Matt teased back. "But I know you'd be crazy not to." He kissed her forehead before he reached for the remote. He found something to watch before he slipped his arm underneath Faye's shoulders and pulled her close. "You know, we don't have to tell our parents that we're getting married in person if you don't feel like going," Matt said. He didn't know if Faye was still feeling sick, but he didn't want her to try and do too much if she was, especially if they were so going to go out to dinner later that evening. "I mean, I'm sure they would understand if we just told them over the phone. But if you feel up to going, we can definitely still go. Whatever you want, baby."

Zacky playfully rolled his eyes at her as she snatched the clothes from his hands. He went back over to the closet and rummaged through it. He settled on a more broken in and comfortable pair of jeans, as well as a black fitted v-neck. He slipped into the bathroom to change and do at least something with his hair so he didn’t get scolded. He appeared back into the bedroom, holding his arms out as he playfully spun around in a circle for Spencer. “Is this any better, your majesty?”

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Faye snuggled closer to him, enjoying the feeling of just having a relaxing day at home. It had been a while since the pair of them weren’t always on the go or not having something going on. She drew her fingers along the fabric of his shirt by his abdomen. “I know that you want to,” she said in a small voice. “I mean do you think it is better that we do it in person?” She mumbled. “I don’t want your parents to get upset or anything.”

Spencer smiled proudly as she went over to her dresser to change clothes. Since they were just going bowling and to the movies, she decided she didn't need to dress nice; she could always change before they went out to dinner. She quickly changed into a pair of jeans and one of Zacky's VU shirts, turning around when she heard him coming back into the room. She giggled when he spun in a circle for her, going over and pressing a kiss to his lips. "It's much better, my little prince," Spencer teased. She wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her chin on his breastbone, looking up at him. "I love you so much," she whispered. "I can't wait to have a baby with you. Now, if you're ready, I'm ready to go to the movies so we can make out and then to the bowling alley so I can sink every ball in the gutter," Spencer laughed.

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"Baby, my parents won't care how we tell them," Matt told her. "And they'll totally understand that you didn't feel like going out to lunch or anything. So we can relax in bed until it's time to go to dinner. But since we're not going out to lunch, did you want me to make you anything? Just consider me your personal chef for the afternoon, my little baby mama." Matt chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to the top of Faye's head. He actually kind of liked the idea of just laying in bed with her all day. They hadn't been able to do that for awhile and with the album coming out and their baby on the way, it might be awhile before they had the chance to do it again.

Zacky leaned down and pressed another kiss to her lips, a big smile playing across his lips. “I love you too, beautiful. And we are going to have the most gorgeous baby,” he whispered against her mouth. “Mostly because of you.” Zacky whole heartedly believed that the only reason they would have a beautiful child was because of how beautiful she was to him. There wasn’t anyone else on earth who Zacky would want to start a family with. Zacky reached around and gave her bottom a playful tap, “Alright let’s get going then, Miss Impatient.” He made sure everything was shut off in the house before making his way to the garage, his keys in his hand.

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Faye reached out and tugged on his shirt as he spoke, rolling the fabric in between her fingers. She snuggled her face deeper into his chest, relishing the feeling of the pair of them just relaxing in bed. She smiled up at him, unclutching his shirt and bringing her hand up to lay on the side of his face. “You don’t have to do that baby,” She mumbled. She didn’t want him to have to baby her just because she wasn’t feeling well at the moment. “I appreciate it but I don’t want you to baby me, I’ll be good I promise. Just kinda wanna be lazy for a little bit is all.”

"I think it'll have a little to do with you, too," Spencer said, smiling. "Especially if the baby gets your eyes." Spencer let out a soft noise of surprise when Zacky tapped her backside, giving him a playful glare. She followed him out to the garage, climbing into the car and buckling her seatbelt. She was so excited to get to have a whole afternoon with Zacky. Once they were at the movie theater, Spencer linked arms with Zacky as she stared up at the marquee, trying to decide which movie they should see. Or which movie would be playing in the background while they made out. "How about that one?" Spencer asked, pointing at one of the movie posters. "That sounds like it might be good. But it's whatever you want, Zack. You know I hate picking."

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"I'm not trying to baby you," Matt pouted. "I'm just trying to be a good fiance and take care of my pregnant fianceé. But if you want to be lazy, we can be lazy." Matt reached for the remote, flicking on the TV and searching until he found something that he and Faye would both like. "So, have you thought of any names you might like?" he asked. "I mean, I know we still have a shit ton of time until we know what we're having, but that doesn't mean we can't pick out a few names. I kind of like Madelyn for a girl. And for a boy I guess I like Mason. But of course no matter what we name a little boy, his middle name has to be Charles. Because you know, it's such a nice middle name."

Zacky scrunched his nose at the movie she had picked out. But, in the back of his mind, he knew that they wouldn’t be watching much of it anyways. At times, Zacky and Spencer could be like teenagers—not ever able to get enough of one another. He shrugged his shoulder, “Alright. That one sounds good.” He wrapped his arm around her waist as they made their way over towards the kiosk. After paying for the tickets, and checking in when they got inside, he looked over towards the concessions. He gave her a wide grin as he looked down at her, “Want some popcorn?”

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“I wanna be lazy,” Faye murmured into his chest. “You know that I always want to be lazy.” She watched as he flicked through the channels, finally settling on something. She looked up at him and smiled when he began to talk about baby names. “You really are getting excited, aren’t you?” She laughed, prodding his chest gently with her finger tips. She rolled her eyes playfully at him, “Well of course we just have to use the middle name Charles if it’s a boy.”

Spencer leaned into Zacky as they walked into the theater. She knew they were about to act like two teenagers, but she didn't really care. When Zacky asked if she wanted any popcorn, Spencer nodded, smirking slightly. "Might as well make it seem like we have innocent intentions, right?" she said. She told the girl working the concession what she wanted, stepping back to let Zacky pay before she grabbed her tub of popcorn and dragged him into the theater. She chose a row near the back and pulled Zacky halfway down, taking a seat and situating the popcorn between her legs. "You know, this reminds me a lot of one of our first dates," Spencer said, resting her chin on Zacky's shoulder. "We were just barely past being teenagers and I'm pretty sure we actually had intentions of seeing the movie. But needless to say, we got a little distracted." Spencer walked her fingers up Zacky's thigh, giving it a teasing squeeze before she stuffed a handful of popcorn into her mouth.

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Matt chuckled. "Yeah baby, I know you love to be lazy," he teased. "And hell yeah, I'm getting excited," he continued, matching her smile. "I mean, I know getting pregnant obviously wasn't in our plans, but it happened and I'm really happy. I love you so much and I can't wait to start our family together." Matt turned his head and kissed the tip of her nose. "Or we can just outright name him Charles. Then we can call him Charlie. That's cute, don't you think? Either way, I demand that part of his name be Charles. And speaking of all of that, when do we get to find out what we're having? I know everybody's probably super eager to start buying stuff." Matt knew that Faye wasn't that far along, but he was also sure that she knew exactly when they would get to find out the gender of their baby.

Zacky grinned at her as the memory flooded to his mind. He missed times like that. They were young, infatuated, and had nothing to worry about. He snaked his arm around her neck, lifting the seat arm up so they could be closer. He pulled her to him, his lips going to her temple. Zacky laughed, “I don’t even recall what movie it was to begin with.” His fingers toyed with the sleeve of her shirt. He loved having her so close to him. “I do remember it was a pretty hot hour and forty-five minutes tho.”

Zacky used his free hand to reach down to the popcorn, imitating her as he shoved a handful in his mouth. “Good times, baby.”

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Faye laughed as Matt rambled, firing question after question at her. She loved that he was just as, if not more, exciting then she was. She had been so nervous to tell him, afraid that it wasn’t going to be part of their plans. But, regardless of what her fears were, she was so, so happy that Matt was happy. And that is all that matter. She ran her fingertips across his stomach, pressing her lips to his. “If it’s a boy I promise part of his name will be Charles,” she whispered, a cheeky smirk on her face. “Anything to keep you happy, handsome.”

Spencer smiled when Zacky lifted the arm rest, scooting closer to him and smirking. "I don't remember what movie it was, either," she said. "But I do remember you giving me a hickey so dark that Lizzie asked if you were secretly a vacuum cleaner. But we were kids back then, we didn't know how to hide those things. But we're smarter than that now." Spencer stuffed another handful of popcorn into her mouth, grinning when the lights finally dimmed. It was an early show time, so there weren't too many people in the theater, which meant that Spencer and Zacky didn't have to be too terribly secretive about what they were doing. Spencer shifted in the seat, setting the tub of popcorn out of the way on the floor before she leaned in to press a kiss just below Zacky's ear. "So do you want to help me not be able to remember what this movie is, either?" she teased.

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"Well if you'll do anything to make me happy...why don't we just name him Matthew Charles Sanders, Jr. and be done with it?" Matt asked, a teasing grin on his face. He knew Faye didn't want the baby to be a junior and honestly, he didn't really want that, either. Not after seeing the shit Brian went through. But it was still fun to tease her about. "I'm just kidding, baby. I wouldn't put that on our child. I'm not that cruel. By the way, you never told me what names you like for a little girl. Maybe we'll name her Elizabeth Junior." At that idea, Matt laughed. He thought Faye's name was beautiful, but there was no way in hell he would make his daughter a junior. That was just weird. "And you still never told me when we get to find out what it is," Matt pouted, nuzzling his face into Faye's neck. "What do you want, anyway? I can't decide which one I'd rather have more."

Zacky closed his eyes when Spencer’s lips came into contact with his skin. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him. He used his other hand to reach up and caress her face. He leaned in, brushing small kisses against her lips. He pulled back and smiled at her, “But, we paid for the movie didn’t we?” He teased as he leaned into to kiss her once more. “If you wanted to eat popcorn and make out like teenagers we coulda done that at home.” Zacky grinned at her playfully. He leaned in once more, this time placing his lips to various spots on her neck, nipping slightly at times. “But, I mean, doing it in a movie theater can be exciting too.” He breathed against her skin. “And I did happen to say that today was all up to you, didn’t I?”

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Faye laughed again as the words Elizabeth Jr. escaped Matt’s lips. To be honest, Faye hadn’t really thought of names at all. She was just too excited with everything that had been happening. She found out she was pregnant and then shortly after Matt proposed to her; she hadn’t had time to properly sit down and think about everything. Faye bit her lip as she looked back up at Matt. “I mean, I really haven’t thought about names yet. I’m just too excited.” She smiled. “But in all honesty, I wouldn’t mind having a boy. I think having a boy would be exciting. Regardless, I’m just so happy the baby is going to be able to call you dad.”

"Hey, you knew what you were getting into when you agreed to the movie," Spencer giggled. She closed her eyes, breathing out softly when she felt Zacky's lips on her neck. "Yeah, you did say today was up to me," she whispered. She turned her head slightly, nudging Zacky's up so that she could kiss his lips. "And right now I want to pretend we're teenagers again." Spencer pressed back against Zacky's lips, scooting as close as she could to his side as she deepened the kiss. Not only was making out like teenagers in the back of a movie theater fun and exciting, it was also nice to pretend things were the way they used to be, before all of their problems with the infertility and having a baby started. Spencer just hoped that they didn't get caught, because ushers were sometimes known to go through the theaters with flash lights to check for things like this. But that usually only happened during showtimes when there were a lot of teenagers watching the movie.

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"I'm glad it will, too," Matt said, smiling softly. He pressed a kiss to the top of Faye's head. "And I'm glad that the baby will get to call you mom and that I'll get to call you Mrs. Sanders here very soon. It's all so great. And I think I want a girl. First, at least. Because we're definitely having more than one. But yeah, I'd like a girl. I don't really know why. I guess because I feel like I'll always be able to protect her. And maybe she'll be a Daddy's girl." But Matt would be happy either way, as long as the baby was healthy. He just wanted to be able to hold it in his arms and know that he and Faye had created it together, that it was half him and half her. "I bet my mom wants a girl first too, even if she won't say it," Matt continued laughing at the thought. "She wants a granddaughter, she's been hinting for ages."