She's The One(Ariana/You)

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Ariana's POV:

I wake up with a low groan, feeling that ever present pain in my lower back. Sighing frustratedly, I start moving to adjust my position, hoping to relieve the pain.

I don't even notice that I've woken Y/n up until I feel an amazingly soothing hot pad press against the pain on my back. The sigh I let out this time is one of relief, my body completely relaxing again.

My partner scoots closer, their front now presses against my back, holding the hot pad in place as their arms wrap around me. They soothingly rub my stomach and place soft kisses on my neck.

"Morning baby," their slightly rough voice sounds from behind me and I smile a little." How you feelin?" They ask.

Shrugging, I snuggle back against them." I'm okay. Really uncomfortable."

My trip to the hospital a few days ago was definitely a scare. While Y/n was at the Grammy's I was at home watching on tv with my friends and brother. I was cheering for Y/n when they won Album of the Year when I felt this sharp pain in my stomach.

I'd felt it before so I tried changing positions and stuff but it didn't work and I got worried. So they took me to the hospital.

Things happened very quickly. I was taken back to a room and they ran basic tests like checking my heart rate and such. It was pretty high so they put me in a permanent room and ran more tests. By then Y/n had showed up and they were incredibly worried.

Shortly after the test results came the doctor explained that I was close to going into labor. I wasn't far enough along for them to be confident in delivering the babies, so they gave me something to keep my heart rate down and something else to slow the labor down.

I stayed in the hospital for three days before they said I was okay to leave. Even then they told me to be 80% on bed rest. My doctor advised I go for a 30 minute walk daily and maintain the diet I've been on. Y/n has made sure that I've followed those orders.

"You wanna go for a walk?" They ask, pushing up onto their elbow and looking down at me.

Thinking for a moment, I nod." But, can we eat first? I really want some french toast." I tell them.

While getting out of bed, they chuckle softly." Normal french toast or your marshmallow and potato chip stuff."

"It's good okay." I argue, struggling a little as I sit up." The sweet and the salty, the crunchy and the soft. It all mixes perfectly." With my reason stated I stand up and practically waddle to the bathroom.

We both get ready, brushing our teeth and washing up, then we get dressed in some comfortable clothes and head downstairs into the kitchen. I sit down at the island while Y/n cooks. As always we talk a little as they move around the kitchen with ease.

I can't help but smile as I watch them. I absolutely adore the way they do everything with so much passion. Every move they make has this effortless grace to it. And their food is always so good. Sometimes I think that if they weren't a musician they'd be a chef.

Having listened to what I wanted, they indeed make me french toast, adding marshmallows and Lay's on top. The first bite is delicious, making me moan in contentment. Y/n just shakes their head.

"You really gon sit here and act like that shit bussin huh?" They ask, eating their own french toast with strawberries on top.

My jaw drops, I look down at my food then back up at them." You're only saying that cause you haven't tried it." I argue, taking another bite.

They give me a bored look." Nah, I just have normal taste buds so I know that ain't hittin like you think it is."

I raise an eyebrow, then get a bite of my french toast ready before holding it out for them." Try it."