𝐂𝐑𝐘ᵃʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵉ

two

(got a lil love making going on;)

i groaned and laid a hand on my lower back. i was bent over as i tried to pick up a piece of laundry when my back pain kicked in again.

my belly was big as fuck, since it was only a few more weeks until the twins were expected to be due, and my tiny ass body couldn't take the large weight anymore.

i tried my hardest to do things around the house like cooking and cleaning, but it was getting hard with twins in my stomach. i also tried to hide how tired and in pain i was from y/n.

she was already so stressed out and i didn't want to pile it on. she was literally more stressed about this than i was. she was juggling my pregnant ass, getting the nursery ready, keeping everything a secret from the public, and writing yet another album.

that woman literally can't slow the fuck down.

she was taking everything so hard on herself that i've had to hold her multiple times a week when she cried at night. just last week we cried together for literal hours before we fell asleep.

i feel horrible about it and it sucks because i feel like there's nothing i can do to make her feel better. to make either of us feel better, honestly.

but on top of all of our stress, there was excitement. we were both so ready to welcome the twins into the world-especially me. pregnancy is not for the weak, let me tell you that.

i couldn't stop thinking about how they would be. how they would look or how they would act. i wouldn't even mind if they got all of their attributes from y/n because she was just heaven on earth.

but clara told me that y/n was an asshole as a baby, though. so maybe i don't want that.

i huffed and pulled myself up as the sound of footsteps flooded my ears. i looked towards the source and smiled as i saw y/n walking into the kitchen. i was about to greet her before she cut me off by putting a bag down on the counter.

"there's dinner. i'm gonna go work on the twin's room for a little." she muttered as she turned her back to me and started to walk out of the kitchen.

i raised an eyebrow at her back. "ah-ah, mister! get your ass over here and greet your future wife." i smacked the counter with the shirt i had picked up before.

y/n sighed and tilted her head back before turning around. she trudged over to me and wrapped her arms loosely around my shoulders.

"sorry," she whispered against my head before pressing a small kiss to my hair.

i frowned as she pulled away and put my hands on her cheeks. "what's wrong?" i questioned as i looked into her tired eyes. her shoulders started to rise and i squeezed her cheek with my nails. "and don't you dare lie to me, y/n."

"just tired like always. it's all good, though." she shrugged her shoulders like it was nothing. "just let me go work, please." she tried to pull away from me but i wouldn't let her, pulling her back in by her hips.

"hey, you can lose that attitude or you'll be making friends with the couch tonight." that was a lie, but i just needed this woman to listen to me.

y/n huffed and shut her mouth, her eyes drifting to the side. "talk to me, sweetheart. please?" i whispered as i kissed her cheek softly.

"i'm just-i'm scared." she admitted shamefully. "i don't know if i can do it, ari. it's too much to handle. i can barely even take care of myself and now i have three other people to take care of and i-i don't know how i'm gonna do it."