Nikolaj had eventually come back to his shared bed, careful not to disturb the woman sleeping there, pulling her comfortably into his arms. She mumbled some sort of approval before turning to face him and burying her face into his chest. He watched as she clutched at his shirt while her legs intertwined with his. She hummed again before promptly falling back into her still slumber.
She woke to the morning light cast through the light cream curtains that didn't serve much of a purpose, they were nearly translucent. Mental note, get black out curtains so we can sleep in longer. She groaned. Just a few more minutes. She hugged Nik closer, er, what she thought was Nik. Was a bit small and plush to be him.
Just as she was starting to fade into sleep again, gentle footsteps were headed in her direction. The familiar squeak of the door on its hinges came next.
God, if you're going to wake me, just wake me. Or let me sleep for the next four years.
Nikolaj couldn't help but smile as he walked into the room. Gwen's hair was mussed and stuck up in different directions, despite its new length. It was horrid getting her bedhead to slick down each morning before filming Game of Thrones, the short hairs in the back were wildly unruly. Especially when they were because of me, he thought fondly. Her soft cheeks squished together, causing her bottom lip to form a cute pout. The sunlight caught her blonde lashes, illuminating them spectacularly.
The mattress dipped under Nik's weight. A warm hand spread across her shoulder and rubbed in a slow, soothing circle. "Gwen, honey?"
She hummed sleepily in response.
"I made breakfast."
"Is that why I smell burning?" She mused.
He placed a kiss to her bare shoulder. "Would have been worse if you were the one cooking."
She turned onto her back and pulled him down to her. He huffed a laugh and laid on his side, hugging her close. He nuzzled his nose into her cheek. "I don't want to squish Peanut."
"Is that what we're naming them?"
She could feel his ridiculous grin against her skin. "Peanut Christie Coster-Waldau."
"God, they're going to have a mouthful of a name." She groaned, absentmindedly playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck.
Nik listened to her steady breaths as silence followed her statement, the slow rise and fall of her chest became even slower as she faded back to sleep - now with Nik comfortably in her arms like she wanted earlier. Growing a baby must be hard work. He couldn't imagine how tired she was, even as a first hand witness to all her naps.
He pressed his lips to her cheek, leaving them there as he murmured, "Today's a big day, let's get you two some breakfast."
Gwen's nose scrunched as she shut her eyes tighter. "I'll be there in a minute."
"You're going to fall asleep."
"No, I'm not." She was, if given the chance.
"You are. Don't make me carry you."
She scoffed and gently swatted his shoulder. "I'd love to see you try."
Nikolaj sprang from the bed and started attempting to scoop Gwen off the mattress. Her eyes shot open and immediately started squirming out of his grasp. He grasped her ankle as she tried crawling away. She turned, looking over her shoulder, and met his challenging gaze. A coy grin spread across his face before he swiftly pulled, knocking her on her back. His large, warm hands gripped her hips and drug her to him, his body settled perfectly between her legs.
Gwen looked from his hands to his face, a stupid, mischievous grin having plastered itself there. She let out a shaky breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. Now's not the time, Christie, ravish the poor man later.
He leaned down and kissed her slowly, sensually, as his arms looped around her back. "I think I won this round." He quickly lifted her off the bed. God, please don't groan from the effort that took.
She let out an amused sigh and wrapped her legs around his hips. "Don't throw out your back."
He shook his head and headed for the kitchen. "You're no heavier than you were during filming." A lie.
"You're so full of shit!" She laughed.
"Oh, come on, let me flatter you."
"So you did lie."
"To be truthful, you feel about the same. But maybe years of lifting you made me stronger." He carefully set her down on the kitchen counter, then stepped away to plate up their food.
"First you try to flatter me, now you're flattering yourself."
His faux pout was met with her amused smirk. She rolled her eyes and hopped off the counter, taking the plate from him. "Thank you." She kissed his stubbly cheek before sitting down at the table.
She lifted the fork to her mouth before remembering. "Oh! Darling, I almost forgot, I set up a viewing tomorrow for you to see the house. I don't imagine I'll have the time to go see it with you, but I promise my realtor won't bite."
Blinking a few times, he looked over and nodded quickly. "I had almost forgotten too, what with... all this happening." He gestured broadly, and didn't need further explanation on what he meant by this. "I'd love to see it though."
"I'll let her know that you'll be going."
She dug into her food, rather ravenously, at that. She hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday, she had gone to bed rather early after snuggling a very teary Nikolaj. You need to get better at that, it's not just you anymore. Just eat a second lunch before the show. Good idea.
Nikolaj tried to watch in admiration of the woman he loved so dearly, but was far more amused by this barbaric stance she had taken on. Her shoulders were hunched and her head was ducked down, seemingly to shorten the distance between the plate and her mouth - which didn't seem to stop moving until her plate was entirely clean. When she looked in his direction, he was wise enough to avert his gaze and get rid of that smirk on his lips.
After having seconds and cleaning up after herself, Gwen showered and got prepared for the long day ahead of her with minimal contact from either man in the house. Giles took off before either of them woke, heading into the office to be alone, but not before leaving a short and lovely note for Gwen. It was simple, telling her how wonderful she was going to do, how dazzling she was going to look, how much he loved her, to break a leg - Gwen had smiled to herself and made a mental note to thank him later.
Nikolaj was simply busying himself with small things, out of her way. It was almost strange how he avoided her, he'd find reason to exit whatever room she was now occupying, offer to go get something for her so she wouldn't have to go anywhere.
This was about the test. Gwen knew this would cause a tension between them until they got the results. She could last another 24 hours...right?
