He was well-aware that the baby couldn't kick yet, but he couldn't help his excitement. He wanted to feel the baby move, to know they were growing healthily. "In my defense, I'm a new-ish father," he said, a playful glint in his eyes. "I'm allowed a few stupid questions." "oh really? look at your
"Exactly," he smirked. "I'm only getting you ice cream because I'm scared of your tears, and definitely not because I want to treat my wonderful, adorable, beautiful, amazing wife." "I hate you," Luna whispered and turned around, Making her back face his front, pulling the quilt over her body. His
His hand gently rubbed her belly, feeling the growing bump. "I wouldn't be spending my nights preparing a large bowl of ice cream for fun," he joked softly. "Why do you always tease me?" She rolled her eyes and focused back on her ice cream. "...because it's fun, and I enjoy it," he teased joking
{Third person's pov} Luna was sitting on the bed with her eight months old baby bump. She was watching Ethan as he played with his stuffed toys and giggled. Luna was admiring how he was talking to himself, too engrossed in his games to care about his surroundings. "Ethan, What are you playing?"
"But you have to try and relax, okay? Take deep breaths, in and out. It might help ease the pain a bit." "Arthur it's unbearable baby, I will die right here." She whispered. Arthur's worry escalated at her words, his heart clenching in his chest. He pressed another kiss to her temple, feeling helpl
"Stop shouting, are you dumb? you wanna leave that Little kid alone at home. have you gone mad after seeing me in pain?" Luna raised her voice and looked at Ethan, who woke up by their voices and Looked at them with his doe eyes. Arthur's jaw clenched as he heard her sharp words. He clenched his ha
"I am trying, Arthur." Luna took a deep breath as she spoke. Arthur's grip on the wheel tightened as he listened to her struggle. He could feel her pain in her voice, and it killed him knowing there was little he could do to ease it immediately. He reached over and took her hand in his, lacing thei
"Hey," he said, his voice hoarse. "You're awake." He stood up slowly, careful not to wake the baby sleeping in his arms, and crossed to the bed. He sank back down into the chair next to Luna's bed, still holding their child close to his chest. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his eyes searching h