Haitham sighed heavily and he headed inside your apartment unit, closing the door behind him and setting his briefcase down. He tiredly pinched his eyes and took his glasses off, glancing at you in the living room. You were laying on the couch, watching a film. You were 2 months pregnant, and Haitham was being a little (a lot) more protective and caring of you now.

“…How do you feel dear? I bought you a bit of ice cream..” He murmured, heading to the kitchen and bringing you a bowl