*TW: BRIEF MENTIONS OF ORAL SEX*
*Y/N's POV*
Fleur and Molly were definitely right, the first trimester truly did seem like the worst of the worst. Though, I did have to hand it to Fred and George for trying to be as helpful as they could. Even if, it could get a bit annoying with them constantly hovering over me, especially with someone as insistent as Frederick Gideon Weasley himself.
"Fred, I can walk down the steps myself," I tugged my arm from him, choosing to use the railing like normal.
"You know how many stair-related accidents there are per year?" Fred continued to guide me down.
I rolled my eyes, "No, and I'm pretty sure you don't either."
"Well, I'm sure there's plenty and I'm sure pregnant women are more susceptible," Fred commented.
"I just started showing and you act as if I'm the size of a blimp with the inability to control my weight shifting," I chuckled, taking his hand as I came off the last step.
Last night, as we were getting ready for bed, Fred had dropped one of the defective products he was still trying to figure out, inevitably breaking it completely as it hit the floor.
"Fred!" I jumped as the pieces scattered on the floor, "What's the matter? Are you alright?"
"Y-You're showing," Fred muttered.
"What're you-"
"Look, darling," Fred turned me towards the mirror, I had halted putting on my shirt all the way when Fred scared the hell out of me. His hand came to rest on the small bump protruding from me, the cool of his wedding band giving me a bit of a shiver.
My hand fell on top of his as I let out a breathy chuckle, "There you are," I muttered.
"It seems even more surreal, doesn't it?" Fred smiled as he rubbed my stomach.
"I suppose it does. Fred what're-" Fred had shifted to kneeling in front of me.
"Shh, I'm talking to the baby," Fred hushed me. I tried to stifle a giggle as I brushed Fred's shoulder-length hair back, "Hello there little one, it's Daddy. I hope you get used to the sound of my voice, I use it quite a lot. I know your mummy gets tired of it sometimes."
I chuckled, "Not true."
"Shh," Fred interjected, "This is our conversation, Y/N," gesturing to himself and my stomach.
"Apologies," I smiled, "Pay me no mind then."
"As I was saying before we were rudely interrupted," I rolled my eyes and gave Fred a light smack on the back of the head, "I should've seen that coming." We both laughed, "I can't wait to meet you." Fred's tone soft as he addressed my belly, "And I just want you to know that I love you and your mum more than anything in the world. I don't mean to brag but I definitely think I'm more excited than she is."
"Watch yourself," I interjected.
"See, she didn't deny it," Fred smirked, "Tomorrow we get to see the first pictures of you so be sure to smile big and maybe give us a wave."
"Fred they're only like twelve weeks old, I'm sure they're incapable of waving just yet," I chuckled.
"I have a feeling they're just overly ambitious, like their dad," Fred laughed before kissing my belly and popping back up to stand, his hands resting on my abdomen, "I mean it, I do love the both of you more than anything in the world."
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