Kyle seemed to instantly know when something was wrong, it was hard to hide when something is.
Right now is no different. I was curled up in bed, the bed sheets in ripples around me.
My arms were wrapped around my stomach as I tuck my head down.
"Babe?" His voice questions, it laced with worry. I mentally melt at his worry, I didn't like it when he worried but it was adorable nonetheless.
"Hmmm?" I say, not moving from my slightly comfortable spot.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He asks, kneeling beside me on the floor.
"Nothing" I whisper, reaching a hand out which he instantly grabs.
"I know there's something wrong" he states matter of factly as he crawls up onto the bed.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He asks concerned. I lay his hand on my stomach.
"Does your tummy hurt?" He asks making me nod my head.
I hug his head and curl up making him chuckle and wrap his arms around my thighs as he gets comfortable.
"I love you" he whispers. "I love you too" I murmur, already falling asleep peacefully.
Short because I wanted it to be short instead of long
