Beware The Curse Of Yo

23. Fun Times

Yo woke up without opening his eyes. There was a missing person from the bed, a certain fiancé named Pha. He listened, but there wasn't a sound, not even Love cooing somewhere in the room or crying in the nursery. He sighed and got out of bed in search of his little family, running a hand through his bedhead and yawning, blinking the sleep from his eyes. He had no idea what time it was, just that it had to be early by his inner clock.

Pha and Love were in the living room, the little girl staring up at Pha with rapt attention while he performed for her with her stuffed animals. The moment she spotted her mother, she started gurgling and kicking her tiny feet, fists softly thumping the floor in her excitement.

Pha pretended to frown at Yo. "I can see who her favorite parent is going to be."

"What can I say?" Yo shrugged, smirking at Pha while lifting Love into his arms and cradling her, breathing in her clean baby scent. Pha must've given her a bath already. "I'm her mom. I carried her for nine months, and she knows me best. Can't help that."

"Not fair."

"If it bugs you so much, you can carry the next baby."

"Too late," Pha teased, gently caressing Yo's bump. "You're already carrying the next baby. You beat me to it."

Yo fought against a smile and lost. "Aish, but you're in a goofy mood. How long have you been up?" He headed back to the master bedroom and set Love in the middle of the bed, waiting until Pha was perched next to her, and walked to the closet to change. "And how come you didn't wake me up, too?"

Pha smiled as Love latched onto a finger, gumming at it with everything she had, her dark eyes sparkling as she smiled up at her daddy. "You've been so tired, baby, I wanted to let you sleep as long as you needed."

"I shouldn't be as tired this time around..." Yo muttered, checking himself out in the full-length mirror. Gaze softening as he took in the swell of his abdomen, he was careful while resting his hands over their second child, a smile stealing across his face as he reminisced about carrying Love. Odd, since she was only almost four months old, but he did miss carrying her already. "...hey..." he frowned in the mirror as he noticed something strange. "Am I bigger than when I was pregnant with Love, or are my eyes playing tricks on me?" I'm only two months pregnant...what is the deal??

Pha came up behind him, Love cradled in one arm as he used his free hand to cover one of Yo's. Yo wasn't seeing things. "I think you are a tad bit bigger this time, baby. But each baby grows at their own pace, don't forget, so I wouldn't worry about it yet. We'll ask Dr. Jaruji about it next month at your appointment."

Yo scowled at his reflection and grabbed the first shirt he could reach, another one Ming had given him back when he'd been pregnant with Love. This one read: I can't keep calm! I'm preggers! Maybe someone would get a laugh out of it...someone other than himself.