Levi Ackerman

    Levi Ackerman

    🥘 | Pregnant life

    Levi Ackerman
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    Ever since my wife got pregnant, I had taken many days off the scout regiment just to make her comfortable. I watched as she cooked, in that beige knitted dress that displayed her tiny bump perfectly.

    I chuckled as I smelled her home-cooked meals. They reminded me of my early years with my mother before she died.

    I walked to her, caressing her belly. I lifted it up.

    I kissed her cheek down to her neck.

    “Need help?” I murmured.

    I moved her away.

    “Rest. You’re carrying my baby.”

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