"No, stop. You're going to mess it up!" I whined, swatting Ryan's hand away from the bookshelf.
"Babe, calm down. Just take a break from the cleaning for a bit," he mumbled, wrapping his arms around my slightly swollen stomach.
"I can't," I sighed. I leaned my head back against his chest, his heartbeat calming me down.
"Yes you can. You shouldn't be stressing out. Remember what the doctor said?" He gently rubbed my stomach, kissing my neck.
"Yes," I groaned.
"Come on, let's go cuddle," he grabbed my hand, pulling me into our room. We layed down on our bed, and I relaxed next to him, feeling better for the first time in a week.
"Take a nap, baby. I'll be right here when you wake up," he cooed, soothingly rubbing my back. I nodded, finally able to calm down after so many days of being stressed.
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Ryan Ross Imagines
FanfictionCompleted in 2016 Lots of smut. Lots of fluff. Lots of cursing. Lots of love.
