Elsa x Female Reader One Shots

• Snack •

I know I've been inactive for quite a long time but I just haven't been writing that much :/ I'd like to be as inspired as usual but I'm just not. Sorry guys

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Elsa and I have one of our usual Saturday movie nights. Snuggled up in a bunch of blankets, my head is rested on her warm chest, while her hand caresses my 6 months old baby bump lovingly. She stands up slowly, causing me to whine brattily, not wanting to spend a moment without her touch it presence. She chuckles at my behaviour and ruffles my hair playfully.

"I'm just gonna get some snacks. Want something particular?"

I give her a guilty look. Not just because of my spoiled self, but because there's only one snack I've been craving for since the beginning of the pregnancy.

Her.

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Lol, I'm kidding.

It's Snickers.

I'm always craving for Elsa, I don't need pregnancy for that.

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Elsa rolls her eyes.

"Snickers again?"

I bite my lip nodding. She makes a few 'tsk tsk' noises exiting the room.

"It's baby's wishes, not mine!" I defend.

She scoffs. "Yeah, sure. Blame it on our unborn son!"

I stick out my tongue just when she comes back.

"My baby's being sassy, isn't she?" Elsa raises her eyebrow.

"Elsieeee." I pout pointing to the Snickers she's holding.

"I'm putting up with you only because you're pregnant, you know?" She says handing me the snacks.

"I'm carrying our child. It's your duty to bear with me." I scoff playfully. "Besides, it's only 9 months and 6 have already passed. I'm sure you'll survive."

My wife smiles showing her pearly white teeth. After giving my cheek and stomach a kiss, she turns on the movie we were watching, and I rest my head back on her chest.

I beam at the little affection of hers, entwining my fingers with hers.

"I love you, baby. I'm so proud to be your wife and mother of your child." I confess sincerely.

"I'm proud to be yours too. I wouldn't want it any other way." She pecks my lips. "I love you more, sweetheart."