The Rosy Life- a sexual Demma fanfic

Eight

Jemma's POV
I'm checking Instagram and see a new picture by my husband. It's got me in it. And I'm asleep. The caption says: " this beautiful woman is pregnant with my child and I couldn't be happier❤️ love you Jem", I smile and comment: " love you too❤️" I also like the picture. Then I go downstairs to eat breakfast. " hey, gorgeous!" Dan says as he embraces me.
Le time skippo by like five monthos
When I wake up it's still dark out. I check the time. 1:58 am. I immediately think of " lit through the darkness at 1:58", ( A/N tell me if you know where this is from) and I stumble to the toilet. I hang over the toilet bowl and retch. Suddenly Dan comes running in. He holds my hair back and gives me little kisses on my head and back. Once I'm done vomiting I lay on the floor hugging my husband, but eventually the disgusting taste overwhelms me and I have to brush my teeth. Back in bed, Dan holds me as close as he possibly can, which is not very close considering I'm 6 months along now.  But we eventually fall asleep. I wake up again at 5:39 and am absolutely starving. I sneak down, tripping on the last step and maybe waking Dan, I'm not sure. I eat the first thing I grab, which is a jar of pickles. I hate pickles, so I eat some peanut butter afterwards. I'll lay down on the couch for a bit, I think to myself. And then I fall asleep. Oops. I wake up for the last time to Dan making breakfast. " someone left a eaten jar of pickles and an almost full jar of peanut butter on the counter. But... Jemma hates pickles?" ( A/N my pillow fell off my bed lol and I found my hairbrush in my bed wtf is wrong with me) I hear him say. " Dan! Good morning!" I say. He turns around and smiles at me. " Jemma!"

BORING BUT I WASNT INSPIRED I WAS BORED SORRE