You were washing up the plates from your dinner. Tom was out, filming Doctor Strange and the Multiverse of Madness. You cooked some extra food for him when he comes home. You wrote down what to eat the next day on a sticky note and stuck it in the fridge.
You were about to clean the last dish remaining when two warm arms wrapped around your waist, putting one hand on the bottom of your stomach and the other on top.
"Hello darling," He spoke in your ear, making you smile. He pulled you closer to him and buried his head in your neck, placing small kisses. He stopped and whispered, "You should be getting some rest. I'll handle it,"
"Tom, it's only one dish. I can handle it. Besides, you just came home from work. You must be tired," You replied. "But you're carrying my baby inside your belly, and I don't want you two working too hard," He frowned, turning you around and holding your hand.
"Okay, okay," You sighed, giving up. You looked directly into Tom's baby blue eyes, leaning in and him doing the same. He placed his lips on top of yours, making you feel the same butterflies in your stomach when you first kissed him.
And when he pulled apart softly, he kissed the top of your head then kneeled in front of your stomach, smiling and placing his hand on top of your belly before kissing it.
"Only 3 months left, baby," He spoke softly, pecking your stomach.
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AVENGERS / CAST IMAGINES
FanfictionJust some imagines of MCU characters. This book is LGBTQ+ friendly, so please, no homophobic comments.
