'You're so beautiful.'

He thinks to himself as he stares at you, he may have found you attractive before but now he finds you a million times more attractive. I mean-? How can he not find the woman who was carrying his child beautiful?

Currently, you two are on the bed, you're between his legs as you eat ice cream. He's just exhausted due to the fact that he just came back from a mission.

His forehead is on your shoulder, gently exhaling as if even the harshest of exhale could blow you away, his eyes are closed and he almost looks like he's asleep but he's not as the gentle grip around your belly doesn't loosen nor does it get firmer. It just stays there.

"Why do you keep working so much dear?"

You ask softly.

"So I can make more money."

"No you're enough-"

"To spoil you and the baby, give you whatever you want. You can quit your job, be a stay-at-home-mom or even work. I'll support it, I just don't want you tired."

He says with a soft smile as he looks up at you, it's clear he's tired. He has dark eyebags, even his face looks paler but he's smile and eyes still hold so much love for you, it's unbelievable.