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Mia: Brook, they boys will be here soon

Brook: I know

~ Brook comes into the kitchen. He bends down and kisses my swollen stomach ~

Brook: You should get dressed sometime soon Babe

I sigh and he laughs at me. I go upstairs and put on some black maternity leggings and a light blue shirt, and go to the Kitchen. Brook is setting the table for the boys. I go over to him and wrap my arms around his waist.

Mia: Babyyyyy

Brook: Yesssss

Mia: We're hungry

Brook: *laughing* You are both going to have to wait

He suddenly turns to me.

Brook: How are your cramps?

I roll my eyes, pretending to be angry with him.

Mia: You just reminded me of them!

He laughs, obviously not falling for it. He leans down and kisses my stomach, before kissing me, gently at first, but slowly getting more rough. He sits down on the sofa,and pulls me, gently, onto his lap, before pressing his warm lips against mine again. I wrap my arms round his neck and relax into him, feeling completely comforted and happy.

Suddenly there is a knock at the door. We pull apart, smiling. Brook rolls his eyes and we both stand up. I kiss him 1 last time, before going to open the door. All the boys and are here. I let them in and hug them, and they each pat my swollen stomach, making me laugh. We go into the kitchen, which is set out with plates and bowls of food. Brook is standing next to the table, in his chefs hat and apron.

Rye: Brook cooked this?

Brook: Yeah!

The boys look shocked and me and Brook both laugh.

Mia: I've been teaching him, he's got kinda good actually

Brook: thanks babe!

We all sit down and start eating, talking. I can feel the pain in my stomach coming back every few minutes, each time stronger, and more painful, but I don't say anything. After a while, I excuse myself and  stand up, trying not to double over with the pain. I walk into the hall, making sure I'm away from the door, before bending over, and trying to breathe heavily. I feel something running down my legs, and I look down, almost not believing what's happening.

Mia: Uh... Brook ?

Brook: Yeah love?

He shouts from the kitchen.

Mia: Can you come here please?

I try to sound calm, but I can't hide the hint of panic in my voice. I can hear him apologising to the boys, and his fast footsteps. He stands in front of me, looking from me, to the floor, to my bump. I can see a small smile on his face. He peers round the kitchen door.

Brook: Rye?

Rye: Yeah

Brook: Can we borrow your car?

Rye: Uh... sure

The other boys come up to us, and stand round me, all completely excited. Rye gets out his keys, and they help me walk to the door. I turn back, Brooks still standing in the same place.

Mia: Brook?

He doesn't move for a second.

Mia: BROOK

He looks at me, his eyes wide.

Brook: I'm going to have to clean this later, aren't I.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 05, 2019 ⏰

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