You let out a sigh as you opened your eyes; the blinding light of the morning sun stung your eyes. Hearing a groan next to you, it seemed you weren't the only one experiencing the pain of waking up. You smiled as the figure cuddled into you, their arm gripping your waist as their head rested on your breast. "Morning, cupcake," You cooed, brushing your hand through her silky locks of hair.
Mikasa let out a long, high pitched groan, scooting as close to you as she could. You could feel her rounded stomach press against your hip, a small poke greeted you. You smiled warmly at the feeling, kissing the top of your lovers head. "Where's your body pillow?" You asked, trying to sneak a peek to her side of the bed. She let out another groan, probably realizing what happened to it. You had a pretty good guess since you didn't see anything there.
"It fell off the bed," She whined, looking up to you with the saddest eyes she could muster. You let out a laugh, gently turning your body towards her. She lifted her head off of your chest remorsefully, laying her head next to yours. "So I'm your new body pillow?" You chimed, sliding your hand down to her hips. She gave you a cautious glare from under her eyelashes, rolling her eyes when you gave her wink.
"I'm hungry,"
"Avoiding the question, nice,"
"Do you want to eat at the table or here?" You asked as you made your way over to her, sadly watching as she struggled to sit up. For some reason, her stomach had grown rather fast, since she was in the middle of her sixth month. All signs were pointing to more than one child, but it was hard to think about. You had no idea how you were going to support two children at the same time- or if you could even afford it. It was a thought that scared you both. You suggested going to get an ultrasound to make sure, but she quickly denied, knowing that if she did that, the children's gender would be revealed. You never took her to be a fan of surprises, but hey, even after years of being together, it was nice to learn new things about each other.
You wasted no time to help her, setting pillows against the headboard to comfort her back, and lifting her up from her laying position. Kinds of felt like you were putting her into a booster seat. You bite your lip, trying to suppress your incoming laugh.
"Here would be nice, thank you, (F/n)," You leaned down and kissed her, cupping her slightly plump face in your hands.
"I love you so much,"
