from @confisednarcissistwriter
tw: fluff, pregnancy
H O M E Y- having a feeling of home
you woke up slowly, the late morning sun filling your room with a dreamy glow. you hummed, reaching over for timmy but finding he wasn't there. a frown found your face as you sat up, sleepy confusing as you wondered where he has gone. you slipped from bed, grabbing one of his oversized shirts and slipping it on along with some leggings. comfort has been your priority as of late.
you padded out into the living room, finding timothée in the kitchen making breakfast.
"timmy?" you called softly, still half asleep.
"good morning, beautiful," he grinned, looking up from the scrabbled eggs he was preparing. he wore flannel pj bottoms and a hoodie, looking cozy as could be.
"g'morning," you murmured, tucking yourself under his arm encircling his waist with your arms. he smelled clean and almost floral, purely timmy, making you smile and snug into his side.
"how are my girls?" he hummed, sliding the pan off the burner before turning to face you.
your little bump protruded a fair amount now, visible in even his largest shirts. he kissed your head, hand resting on your tummy.
"you're gonna stretch out all my t-shirts, huh, little one?" he teased, leaning down and kissing your bump as well.
"definitely, at his rate." you yawned, smiling and pulling him into a soft, lingering kiss once he stood straight again.
sleepy mornings with the two loves of your life were all you could ever ask for.
