//thanks SheWhoStunsPears7 for requesting another with this dweeb! :D
You relaxed on the couch, one of your hands gently resting on your swollen stomach as you watched tv, a small pout on your face. At the moment, your child inside of you kept giving you random kicks and it was starting to make you aggravated, though you knew the kicking was a good thing it just hurt so goddamn much.
Your husband, Gilbert, walked into the room, grinning as he saw you. He plopped down on the couch next to you and slipped an arm around your shoulder, planting a kiss on your belly. Unknown to him, though, that spurred your baby to go into a kicking fit, pushing you over the edge into a sea of aggravation and anger.
You glared at him, shoving him away from you and off of the couch. He looked stunned, letting out a small "ommph" when he fell butt-first into the carpeted floor.
"What was that for, _____? What did I do?" He asked as he got up, starting to fret over you thinking he hurt you.
You, in your unstable hormonal state, didn't answer him but just kept swatting away his hands.
"Don't touch me, you know what you did." You grumbled out, curling up in a ball to get farther away and to try to get your baby to stop kicking. He just sighed, finally realizing that you were on one of your "emotional rollercoasters." He knew this was because of the baby, and this wasn't the first time you flipped out on him, so he tried to calm you down.
You, of course, tried to stop all of his efforts to calm you down. After a couple minutes, you broke down and started crying, clinging onto his shirt and burying your face into his chest. He was caught off-guard, since the last time you had an emotional outburst like this you just got really tired and went to sleep.
You sniffled and looked up at him, your eyes puffy and red from crying.
"Your stupid baby keeps kicking, and I want it to stop!" You cried out, still emotionally unstable. He just let out a soft sigh, moving your hair out of your face and gently massaging your back.
"Shhh, _____. The baby will stop soon. You're 8 months pregnant already, you don't have that much longer. Then our awesome little baby will be out of you and we can love on them and give them kisses." Gilbert gently mused out, watching his tone of voice so he didn't set you off again.
You nodded before resting your head on his chest, calming down from all of your crying. And also, like they sensed you were crying and in pain, your baby stopped kicking and relaxed inside of you. He just kept massaging your back, happy that you were finally calming down.
You looked up at his face again, leaning up and planting a soft kiss on his lips. He smiled and kissed back, knowing that you were back to normal now.
"I love you Gil. And I can't wait for little (girl baby name) to be out~" You chimed, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck.
Gilbert laughed and patted your head.
"How do you know our baby will be a girl? What if they're a manly little (boy baby name)?" He asked, earning a groan and a teasing shove from you.
"Why did we chose to wait until I give birth to see the gender?..." You groaned out, mostly to yourself. He just laughed and kissed your forehead and pulled you into his lap.
"Because. Our awesome baby should come out with a surprise~ all awesome babies do~" He replied, holding you close.
//this was such a cute idea :,D gah ok remember to vote and request!
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FanfictionSo this'll basically be a jumble of one-shots that I put together. I'll do 2P!, Nyotalia, songfics, and any other AU you people want. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it!
