"how was today?" your boyfriend corbyn asked. he had just gotten home from being in the studio all day.
"fine." he sat on the couch next to you and held your hand. "i felt him kick today."
"really?" he asked, his eyes lighting up.
"yeah. i was on the phone with you, i think he hears your voice. talk to him." he smiled and leaned his face down towards your belly.
"hey, it's your daddy. your mommy and i love you so much, we can't wait to meet you bub." his eyes widened when the baby started kicking. he looked up at you with watery eyes.
he sat up and leaned in and kissed your lips. you were almost sixteen weeks pregnant with you and corbyn's baby. he talked to your baby for a while longer, then you asked him about his day in the studio.
"you wanna go get dinner?" he asked after a while.
"i'm in my pajamas, can we just drive thru?"
"of course, come on." he stood up and pulled you up with him, holding your hand and walking out to the car.
you drove through a restaurant, then went back home. you and corbyn sat on the couch and watched netflix while you ate your dinner. after you finished you lay your head on corbyn's lap, smiling when he started playing with your hair.
after a couple hours of binging your favorite netflix show, you decided to take a shower and go to bed. you went to your shared room with corbyn and grabbed underwear and one of corbyn's t-shirt's, then went into the bathroom.
you quickly showered and got out, going through your night routine. corbyn soon came to the room to shower and get ready for bed too.
"you shower alright?" corbyn asked. you were in the bathroom and he came in, standing behind you. you had been experiencing a lot of lower back pain recently. corbyn was always sure to check on you.
"yeah, he was pretty still," you said.
"our wittle avocado baby," corbyn said, regarding your last doctor visit where she had told you your baby was about the size of an avocado. you chuckled.
"i convinced david to let me stay home tomorrow and not record."
"good, it's sunday."
"i know, i told him i wanted to be home with you." he kissed the top of your head. you turned around and wrapped your arms around his waist, laying your head on his chest.
"you all right?" he asked.
"yeah, just hugging you." he chuckled and rubbed your back and shoulders.
"i don't want you to stop but i wanna go to bed," you said.
"go get in bed, i'll rub your back when i get out of the shower," he said chuckling.
"okay." you looked up and softly kissed his lips, then went to your bed.
you got under the covers and closed your eyes, trying to stay awake for corbyn. but your eyelids became too heavy and you fell asleep.
corbyn had come out of the bathroom, looking at you and seeing your eyes closed. he smiled to himself and gently got into the bed next to you, careful not to wake you.
he scooted close to you, spooning you, and wrapped his arm around you, running his hand up and down your stomach. he kissed the back of your neck and you shivered in your sleep.
corbyn smiled then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
*
you woke up with a jump, feeling pain in your stomach. you had felt small cramps before but this was nothing like it. you sat up and held your belly, then felt something wet on your legs. you pulled the sheets back to see a pool of blood beneath you.
