There are so many sides of Thobane that I got to experience, but this goofy side of him will always remain my favourite. I watch him as he makes some weird, funny dance, and it dawned on me that this right here is the man that I want for the rest of my life. The man I want to grow old with and be able to turn to whenever I need a shoulder to cry on.

Thobane climbs the bed in all fours and kisses me, “What are you thinking about in that little brain of yours.”

“I’m pregnant.” I found out just a couple of days ago, and I was scared to tell him mostly because we just got back together and now this, I was wondering whether I should tell him there and then, but I also needed time to process the news and accept the fact that I was now going to be a mother.

Thobane looks at me as if frozen in place “You are pregnant” He said after a couple of seconds and a smile broke free on his face and plastered my face with kisses “I am going to be dad.” He said, dragging me to the floor and spun me around, he slowly placed me down and knelt on the floor and rubbed my stomach, “Hey little guy.”

“Or girl.” I said with a smile placing my hand on his head “Or girl” He said “I am going to be the best father in the entire world.” He kissed my stomach before getting up and wrapped his arms on my waist, “Thank you.”

I took a deep breath and let out a shaky laugh, I wanted to bottle this moment and store it away. I love seeing Thobane like this, like he had just won a lottery.

What more can I ask for? I have the most perfect boyfriend in the entire world, and now we just learnt that we are going to have a baby and all the worries that I just had, had completely vanished into thin air all because of Thobane.

“I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” I said, placing my hand on his face.

There are many things that I love about Thobane, like how he was looking at me like I am the only girl in the world, or how he holds me and I always feel safe in his arms.

There are so many things that he does for me that I would want to treasure forever like the moment he made me a chicken soup when I was ill or the time when the razor fence dug on my skin, I watched him squirm at the sight of blood but despite it all he managed to patch me up, and I can only hope that our baby will be blessed enough to have his deep brown eyes, or his personal traits that always make him come alive each time.