Evanston Imagines

Imagine Magnus Coming Home Frustrated

"Honey I'm home!" He called.

You waddle out of the kitchen to find him collapsed onto the sofa, "What's wrong?" You asked.

He sat up sitting you on his lap placing his hands on your stomach, "Today someone leaked information to the media. Information that may not of been true."

"Wallender blamed you?"

"Everyone."

"Who was it?" You asked running your hands through his curls.

"Some police officer."

"There you go why are you so frustrated?"

"I think something Is wrong with Kurt."

"Like what?"

"I don't know. His father isn't well and I think it's effecting him" he said rubbing you swollen stomach, "anyway how are you two."

"We're fine. The baby keeps kicking and it's kicking a lot now I think he knows it you" you smiled.

"Hello baby" he kissed you belly.

"I know hes your friend but Wallander will be fine. Don't worry" you say lacing your fingers with his, "I mean when my grandad was ill it effected me too" you frown.

"Hey stop think about that. He will be fine" he says lifting you chin making you look him in the eyes.

"I hope so" you give him a week smile. He brings his lips to your kissing you.