☯︎ 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗷𝗮𝗴𝗼 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙖 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 ☯︎

to be a father

just a casual and short oneshot

"Jaaaaaay"

she called her Yin, while stroking her belly. she placed her feet on a small table not far from the sofa where she was sitting

"yeah, water lily?" Jay asked, popping out in the living room door

"come here, pleaase?" she pointed the free place next to her, praying to him with sweet eyes

"oh Nya.. I was changing the engine in the.." he stopped as Nya's eyebrows became a frown of sadness "nevermind.. " he mumbled. he walked to the couch, laying the dirty cloth he had to clean his hands of grease and oil over the back of the sofa

"is everything okay?" Jay asked her softly

"Yes.. it's just that the baby missed you" she replied looking at her belly, now in her seventh month

Jay simply let go of one of his most beautiful smiles, as he brought his head closer to her belly to lay his ear

"and actually you missed to someone else too"

"oh yeah? who?" he looked up at her, as he pretend ignorance

"mh, who will ever be.." she brought her face closer to his slowly

"both of you missed me too" he looked at her lips "in the few seconds I left" he joked, but they kept getting closer

until their lips finally created snaps

she put her hands on his freckled cheeks as they came off

they shared a look that they would continue indefinitely if they could

but the quiet silence in the room was swept away by a small whisper

"you will be a perfect father" she smiled at him

but his sweet smile slowly faded, as he looked down, away from her eyes

noticing this strange gesture, Nya continued to hold her hands on his cheeks, and raised his face towards her gaze

"Hey, look at me" she kept whispering. he did what she said him, but a slight shimmer on his glass eyes was visible

"sorry Nya.. is that there are only a few months left .. and I can't wait for Noah to arrive.. " his voice was shaking a bit

"I also can't wait for him to arrive" a short weak smile on her face "but this is not the reason for your eyes"

jay let his face be left as he rested again on the belly of her beloved

"what troubles you?" she began to caress his wavy and auburn hair. she would never stop touching them, probably her favorite anti-stress

he was hesitant, but he was decided to answer her anyway "it's been a couple of months that I feel strange.. "

"strange?"

"I feel like I'm in a continuous loop of happiness, but at the same time, anger and agony"

"why do you feel this way?"

"I don't know- but it's a continuous weight on the chest"

"it's not true" she started

"isn't true, what?" he asked confusedly

"you know why you feel this way"

"I-"

"no, let me finish. you know perfectly well the reason for the mood swings, the weight, the agony .. but you don't want to say it, you're afraid.." Nya analyzed his thinking. by now she knew him like her pockets, whatever he said, true or fake, she knew the truth behind everything