Parachute | Harry Styles Short Story

Milf & Dilf hours!

Sign & Verbal = normal. BSL = Italics.

Blue has been pregnant before and she knows what it feels like. To rephrase, she's been pregnant with twins and that's double the pregnancy.

This third unexpected baby and third pregnancy is slightly different. It's almost like the first pregnancy that she didn't know existed until they unfortunately lost it.

This time around, it feels a little too easy than planned and she's not complaining. The main goal is for her to take it easy on herself and have a healthy journey till the baby joins them.

Right now, they're on one of their "take it easy lists" and it involves a little trip to a beautiful country town. Blue is at a good stage to travel with her adorable bump and Harry believes he has become more protective than usual.

It was hard enough to leave the twins at home with his mum but now he feels extra protective of Blue and their precious bump.

The little house they're staying in is possibly one of the prettiest places he has seen in ages and the hosts are extremely kind to them. They've been here for a few days and they're already ready to head back home to their babies.

It's just that with new places, comes new cravings for Blue and right now she has to satisfy her soup craving.

Hand in hand, they silently walk into the little cafe owned by their hosts and Blue wiggles in excitement as she anticipates having her hot soft tofu stew with extra chives tonight.

Harry smiles at how adorable she is and he keeps instinctively checking whenever she excitedly pats her bump.

"This is going to be so yummy, I can already taste it," she signs and speaks, wiggling in excitement.

"Do you want to calm down a little?" Harry raises an eyebrow.

"Nope," Blue caresses her bump and sticks out her tongue.

"You're like Dawn after too much sugar," he smiles a little.

"I need to video call my baby girl," she immediately pouts.

"We will do that once you get your soup, okay?" Harry assures her.

"Okay," she sighs a little.

"Come here," he steps closer and tenderly kisses her forehead.

Blue softly wraps her arms around him and basks in the moment for some seconds before the joys of pregnancy hits her right in the bladder.

She squeals and jumps away from the comforting hug.

"Your child is mean," she groans, pointing at her belly.

"What's wrong?" Harry is largely amused.

"I need to pee so bad," she looks around and points at a door.

"Do you need anything? How can I help?" he grows concerned.

"I still know how to pee, just wait for me," Blue kisses him with a smile and hurries away.

Harry awkwardly watches her talk to a waiter and clearly get directions based on their gesticulations.

Blue happily takes the door and is out of his sight. He looks around and notices how peacefully empty the space is. It makes him a little relieved because it reduces the chance of human interaction.

However, tonight is not his lucky night because there's someone here.

Harry looks up to see her gracefully walk in. It's a beautiful woman with her hair tucked under a fedora hat that's paired with a simple summer dress.