Way Of Life - H.S & N.H

If You Insist

This pregnancy for Shay was proving more difficult than the last two. Granted she didn't get to go through the whole process the second time but still, she wasn't feeling great.

The morning sickness was wiping her out and her body ached constantly. Subsequently, her mood was always low.

"How you feeling Pea? Anything I can do?" Harry mumbled, he had both his arms leaning on the back of the couch and his head resting on top of them.

Shay was lay on said couch, a blanket wrapped around her. The tv played on low volume in the background.

"Mmhm. You're doing enough H. Thank you." Shay replied softly, reaching up her hand to play with his hair.

"You know sometimes I wish I was a seahorse." Harry blurted out.

Shay sent him a weird look but then realised what he meant.

"Because they carry the babies? You learnt that from Friends." She chuckled softly.

"Maybe." He smirked.

Harry closed his eyes at the feeling of her stroking his hair.

"Did you want me to run a bath? That seemed to help last time." Harry hummed.

Shay thought about it before opening her mouth to speak.

"That could work. Anything to get rid of this feeling." She sighed.

Harry opened his eyes again and gave her a sympathetic look.

"I know Pea. Wish I could take it away from you. I hate when you're like this. You're not my Shay." Harry mumbled. He moved positioned and stood up now.
Walking around to the front of the couch and holding out his hand.

Shay smiled slightly before moving the blanket and getting up from her position too. She put her hand in Harry's.

"I'm capable of moving on my own H! Appreciate the help though." She chuckled at his willingness to do all the work.

"You're capable of doing anything on your own. We all know this. But just this once, stop being stubborn and accept some help. Please?" Harry pleaded with her.

He knew she'd always been independent and never liked to ask for help. He wasn't too dissimilar. Maybe it was the Aquarius in them.

She didn't have the energy to argue, she just nodded weakly as Harry wrapped his arm around her back and walked them both up the stairs and into the bathroom.

Harry let go of Shay when they entered the room. He wandered around gathering up the supplies and placing them onto the windowsill.

Shay giggled at how much he'd picked.

"What? It's a spa day." Harry smirked.

He reached over and put the plug in before running the hot tap. The water cascaded down and began to fill the tub.

"What're we feeling? Lavender? Citrus? Shea butter? Oh wait sorry, I mean you butter." Harry chuckled.

"I'm gonna regret telling you that joke aren't I?" Shay huffed but she had a smile on her face.

"Probably. Now pick a scent before I put them all in."

"Uhmm... Let's go with me butter."

"Good choice."

Harry opened up the bottle and poured a fair amount into the stream of water. The bubbles began to form as the water line got higher and higher.

As the bath continued to fill, he gathered some candles and placed them onto the windowsill as well. He then went to one of the baskets that they kept in bathroom. It was filled with all sorts; hair ties, deodorant, combs and other miscellaneous items. Including a lighter. Of course this basket was kept high up, well away from where Haley could get a hold of it.