Pregnancy itself and its peaceful course never bothered Kento, as a person who was always ready and responsible for everything. However, as soon as his own wife became pregnant, all his ideas about carrying a child changed in an instant.

Your beloved man didn’t allow you to lift a finger, taking care of all the household chores: cleaning, cooking and other small things. He never complained, but you shouldn’t forget that Kento combined your usual activities with his work, which accumulated huge piles of papers on his desk. And although he began to work from home to take care of his pregnant wife, fatigue accumulated in dark circles under his eyes.

An unusual silence enveloped Kento's silhouette as soon as he entered the apartment, lowering heavy bags to the floor with a quiet mumble. The muscles on his arms noticeably tightened, the veins swelled while hazel-colored eyes darted around the apartment in search of a quiet wife.

It wasn’t long before Kento found you sitting on the floor, rubbing your sore lower back and at the same time stroking your pretty round stomach. Rushing to you in one motion, he lifted up your body with a soft groan and gently pressed it against his own. There was a forgotten laundry basket on the floor, and Kento realised what was going on.

Kento briefly looked at you with eyes full of pure bewilderment and deep-hidden concern. His palm on your lower back massaged your aching muscles while your husband tried to keep you on your feet. It was hard to tell if he was mad or rather worried.

"Would you care to explain why you're doing household chores again? I handled everything yesterday,” the irritation in Kento's voice stabbed at the heart of his pregnant wife, who, of course, knew that he was just expressing his concern and worry.

He put his free warm palm on your rounded belly, gently stroking your lower abdomen with a meaningful look, waiting for an answer.