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6.0k words. a synopsis of acts: time skip, baby bump, pregnancy, happy crying, surprises, light talks of death, a toddler, angst-free, fluff, kisses, cuddles, stomach cupping, just them being so fucking adorable. mind errors + vote!
With not an ounce of heaviness tinkering with your body, you lingered within your kitchen, careful of your baby bump as you readied yourself to cook dinner for a working Eren. He was comfortably settled behind you, pleading to be able to make dinner instead of you, but you informed him that you solely wanted to be able to do so once.
In some moments, he couldn't help but slightly doubt if a part of you was able to do so, as you would often be gifted tiredness, having him complete such a thing. So, he couldn't help but monitor your movements, being sure you were comfortable enough to do so.
"Hey, get back to work," Eren takes in your words, his head against your shoulder as his hands wrapped around to settle upon your stomach.
Two months had inched by, leaving you no more than four months pregnant, slowly inching to five months. Not a single soul was aware of your pregnancy, but your location change and your attire changes alerted a few of your closest friends.
"Nu, uh, I'm trying to check in on my girlfriend and our baby," Eren whines as he clings further to you.
Beautifully calm, you stir the food in the pot, relishing the feeling of him pressed against you. You loved whenever he gently shaped against you, expressing the love he deeply held for you.
"Hm, when are you not?" He listens to you say, his fingers relishing the feeling of your bump. Softly, he kissed below the curve of your jaw, enjoying the sight of you in his t-shirt -- your dress beneath.
"That's a question that can't be answered, Eren," You groan as he continues to plant kisses upon your neck, gifting you warmth as you attempted to further formulate dinner. Just knowing that blissful snow rested outside, along with the cosy vibes within your home, the pending nursery, set joy within you.
"Hm, so, you're going to have to get ready, 'cause my mum, Zeke and Lotte are finally coming over to meet you again." Eren feels as you lighten up at his gentle words, in love with the thought of being in his mother's presence again.
