Nasa held Tsukasa's hair back while she threw up everything she had in her. The happy couple were expecting, and Tsukasa had just entered her trimesters. The young woman finished vomiting and watched as her husband handed her a towel. She used to wipe her mouth clean. "Thanks."
Nasa gave a thumbs up, as he couldn't speak due to his yawning. They had to wake up early thanks to Tsukasa's morning sickness, so he was a little tired.
. . .
Tsukasa sat down on the couch, wincing from the pain her body was feeling. "Tsukasa? Are you okay?" "Okay?", the young woman hissed. "Every part of my body is in pain. How am I okay?" Nasa had to be cautious with what he said now, as he could see his wife wasn't in the best of moods. "Is there anything I could do?" "Do? Do?! YOU DID THIS TO ME!"
Nasa squeaked like a terrified mouse and hid away.
"I'm sorry!" Tsukasa slumped against the couch, ignoring her husband. On the bright side, this was just her mood swings.
. . .
"Nasa, am I getting fat?" The young man looked at his lover with confusion. "Why do you ask?" "Because I feel fat! I keep eating and eating!" "Tsukasa, of course you are going to eat a lot. You're eating for two, after all." "So you're saying I'm more fat than before?" "How did you get to that conclusion?!"
Tsukasa whimpered at her husband's raised voice. Nasa noticed this and took her hands. "Look, you are not fat. You will always be beautiful to me, just like on the day I met you."
Their was a moment of silence between the couple.
"But why do I still feel fat!", whined Tsukasa. Nasa slouched down in defeat.
. . .
Nasa's eyes flinched at the light that shone in them. He looked to his side to see Tsukasa had woken up.
"I want toast with cheese and ketchup." "Tsukasa, it's three in the morning." "And I'm hungry." The redheaded woman stood up and left the room, but not before checking back in. "Can you come help me make it?" Nasa groaned and crawled out of bed.
. . .
Nasa hopped in the shower, taking a bar of soap and cleaning his body. He turned around to face the shower curtain, which was then pushed aside.
"Tsukasa?!" "C-can I join you?"
Nasa wanted to protest, but then realized there wasn't any point in doing so. Tsukasa quickly got undressed and joined her husband in the shower.
. . .
Tsukasa looked at her lover. His eyes had dark circles around them. "Nasa?" No answer. "Nasa!" Nasa snapped his head up, looking around the room frantically. "Are you okay?"
Nasa rested his face in his hands. "Tsukasa, I know you're the one who's pregnant, but I'm exhausted."
Tsukasa didn't need an explanation to know why her husband was feeling this way.
"I'm sorry."
Nasa looked at his wife, and saw the guilt on her face. "Tsukasa, look at me." The young woman did just that. "Don't ever feel guilty. I may be tired, but I want to help. How can I call myself a father if I'm unable to look after my pregnant wife?" Nasa took Tsukasa's hands. "I love you, and nothing will ever make me hate you, understand?"
Tsukasa nodded, smiling at her love. "Good."
With that, Nasa collapsed onto Tsukasa's lap, falling fast asleep. She brushed her hand through his hair, smiling. "Get some sleep. You've earned it."
