"You got it princess? You don't want help?" even when Ocean wasn't in little space the boys always felt the need to take care of everything she did
But as of late Ocean had been declining all of their help saying how she could do it on her own. Her overthinking had lead her to believe that she did depend on them way too much
So instead of voicing how she felt; she thought it would be a good idea to not ask for their help as much and push away all urges of little space.
The three had all been very cranky for the last two days, the boys from the new found routine of not making sure their baby was good and nourished.
And Ocean because the stressing and overthinking had become very overwhelming for her.
Little space is where she was allowed to be free from any thinking but her pushing it away only made everything worse along with the urge coming back ten times stronger
"Baby that's not how you do it"
"Kyhier move, i want it like this today" rolling her eyes Ocean continued making her peanut butter and jelly sandwich with out cutting off the crust and putting way to much peanut butter.
Kyhier was growing irritated because he knew she didn't like her sandwich that way. Ocean was very specific about her food and only Santana and him knew how to do it, and what to do
"Man. Ight" shrugging he walked away from the kitchen and back to his game. Ocean rolled her eyes sighing hard finishing up making her sandwich
When she was done she grabbed the plate and her a juice going to their room where Kyhier played the game and Santana sat on the bed doing paperwork
"You look so good with your glasses daddy" Kyhier smacked his lips at his player not getting the point on his game, and Santana chuckled rubbing over her thigh
"Don't play Ocean" Santana's voice had grown deeper - daddy mode on fully alert. Ignoring him her face turned a deep red but she turned it too quick for him to see
When Ocean had taken a bite of the sandwich her face morphed to disgust the sandwich tasting nothing like her usual one. She got up to throw it away but paused by Kyhier's smart words
"See, yo ass should have just let me make it. Wasting bread and shit" she tried to ignore him but she knew she was wrong and right now she didn't want to be wrong
"Shut up Kyhier" she could hear him talking while she went to throw away her trash but was too focused from the big headache she was getting from her little space trying to come out
"Naw tana, ha little ass trying be big knowing she don't know how to do no big girl shit."
"You shut you Kyhier! I am grown" a crying Ocean stormed into the room stomping her foot. Santana watched them go back and fourth his head starting to hurt from the yelling
"Both of y'all hush"
"You shut up Santana! You not even in this" Santana didn't respond; he just observed the way Ocean was breathing. How it seemed she had so little air and room. How she took deep, heavy breaths between her words
Kyhier had noticed as well. He had stopped arguing with her instead going to bring her body into his arms, her words slowly coming out as cries
Santana got up and hugged Ocean's back, both of them rocking softly to calm her down. After a few minutes they only heard her breathing; when they pulled they were met with Oceans dilated eyes
