THUGGIN TO LOVIN || T.K

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗬-𝗧𝗪𝗢

"If you think you're too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito."
—
Tom Kaulitz

I held onto Alexa's lower back, helping her waddle around my house.

I've been going fucking insane.

I bought three cribs, one for her house, one for my house, and one for my dorm.

Now here she is, eight months pregnant and i'm about to lose my goddamn mind over her.

"Tom! I can do it on my own!"

"You're going to murder our baby girl!" I screamed in protest, she glared at me.

The baby was currently breech, meaning she was upside down.

Being eight months in, the doctor recommended that she fucking did the 'elephant walk' also translating to on her hands and feet all around the living room.

She's stressing me out.

I crouched in front of her, pulling my dreads back into a low bun.

Alexa stopped waddling, looking like she had been struggling to get back in her seated position. I went in to help her, but she smacked my hand away, softly landing on her ass.

I heard my phone start to ring, maybe for the fifth time today. I simply ignored it, paying attention to my pregnant girlfriend.

"Are you sure you don't want to get that?"

I narrowed my eyes to my phone.

I already knew who it was.

"He's just going to spew some bullshit about getting me back into the gang, i'm not answering it." I stood up, putting my hand out for her.

She actually took it this time, letting out a huff as her feet stabilized against the carpet.

"Tom, my feet are so swollen." Alexa whined, wobbling over to the couch.

I sat down on her opposing end, letting her lay her feet in my lap. I tried to relieve some of her stress, knowing that my own was only half of what she was feeling.

Her head plopped back against the arm rest in delight. I got a mental image in mind, of when she'd let me make her head throw back in other ways, but according to Alexa...

Since she is too pregnant to see her vagina that means I can't either.

I told her i'm an explorer, she didn't like that.

"You know what would make you feel better?"

She held a finger up.

"If you say sex, I will kill you."

I shrugged. "I was gonna say more like my tongue rather than my dick."

"No."

I crawled up the couch, getting in between her legs. I restricted my stomach to accommodate to her bump, giving her a sweet kiss.