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arguments | p.s.

arguments | p.s.

[all of he arguments are basically because your tired]

Stefan: he had woken up before you and made breakfast and you didn't want to eat it. there wasn't anything wrong, you just weren't hungry. "why aren't you eating?" stefan asked and you shrugged, moving the food all over the plate. your daughters sat there awkwardly, eating in silence. "somethings wrong, tell me," he said and you shrugged your shoulders again. "i'm just not hungry," you said and he scoffed. "you have to eat!" he argued back and you rolled your eyes. "i'm not hungry stefan," you said firmly and he shook his head mumbling that something was wrong. "everything is fine! nothing is wrong! like i said, i'm not hungry so can you stop forcing me to eat?" you yelled getting up and walking to your bedroom.

Damon: "are you coming to the grill?" damon asked and you shook your head, laying down on the bed. "i can get bonnie to watch the kids," he said and you mumbled a no before turning onto your side, not facing him. "it's boring without you there," he begged and you sat up to speak. "i'm tired damon, i don't want to go," you said and he sighed leaving. when you were barely drifting off to sleep he came back. "can you please come? i don't want to go alone," he said and you rolled your eyes. "damon, i'm tired. my back hurts, my feet hurt, my fucking legs hurt. i don't want to go to the grill and watch you get drunk. go with elena or bonnie or your brother; or don't go at all. i'm tired and want to sleep," you said and he nodded, you laid back down and closed your eyes getting ready sleep. you felt the bed dip next to you and you knew he was going to cuddle you. 

Jeremy: you loved your husband, a lot. everything about him; his voice, eyes, hair, face, body - everything. but this one day, he wouldn't stop talking and all you wanted was some quiet while julian napped. "i also put another shelf on the wall, for like the books we can read him. elena said she would get me some books and she wants to babysit first," he ranted and you nodded, closing your eyes, just wanted your dear husband to shut up. "why aren't you talking?" jeremy asked and you sighed sitting up. "because, i'm tired. julian is napping and i would really like some quiet time to myself." you said trying not to be rude. "oh, i'm sorry," he said then continued to be quiet. you had gotten a nap and when you woke up, you apologized to your husband who gladly forgave you. 

Klaus: he was angry, and when he was angry he had this tendency to rant to you. you were trying to do some paperwork but all you could think of was klaus and his rant. you tried to block it out but it wasn't working. "don't you think he deserves it?" klaus asked and you looked up at him from the papers. "yup," you said looking back down and writing something. "you're not listening," he said and you smiled. "you know what, you're right. look babe, i love when you talk to me and rant about your problems, but right now i'm doing something important. i'm filling out some paperwork for our baby, and i can't think with you ranting to me about some dude, that i have no idea existed, and how you're going to kill him. so can you please shut up for ten minutes!" you said trying not to yell. "yes, i'm sorry love," he apologized leaving the room.

Elijah: the door was slammed shut, causing you to sit up on the couch. "elijah?" you asked and he walked into the living room. he grabbed aceline from your arms and went to her room later coming back without her. "where were you?" he asked trying to not be mad. "home. what-" he cut you off. "lunch y/n. we were suppose to have lunch with our daughter today," he said and you thought about it, and you were. "i'm so sorry eli! i was just so tired after being out with caroline all day, i just wanted to get home. aceline was falling asleep as well, we were both tired," you said and he scoffed. "you couldn't have called or text me? i was worried about you!" he said and you walked over to him. "i'm sorry. i was tired and it was a mistake, but all three of us are safe," you said grabbing his hand and placing it on the spot elizabeth was kicking. 

Kol: you were on bed rest; doctors orders. kol was treating you like you couldn't do anything for yourself. it was sweet but you were annoyed; you've been pregnant before, this time you're just having twins, nothing too extreme. you groaned as you stood up to walk to the bathroom, of course kol heard you and rushed to your side, you let out a sigh and let him help you to the bathroom. "you can leave now," you said once you were inside. "you're going to need help, darling," he said and you rolled your eyes. "kol, i'm pregnant not old and fat. also, i'm having twins and yes i'm suppose to be on bed rest but that doesn't mean you get to treat me like i'm disabled," you said and he nodded apologizing before walking out and closing the bathroom door.