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008. Awake
He'd been dreading this for a while; that point in the pregnancy where sleeping was nearly impossible because of that huge weight over his hips, when he had to go to the bathroom nearly half-hourly.
It was hellish just to attempt to settle down and get himself comfortable, not to mention when he was sleeping in the same bed as Greece. Though Heracles barely flinched whenever Japan moved, he was still afraid that he kept his partner awake and instead, decided to lay there and attempt to think of peaceful things as Yasu proceeded to kick his insides to .. to .. well, they were already bloody, weren't they?
The cravings were the worst, though. Always. With Haruto they were bad, but after the first trimester or so, they ebbed away (though it hurt to crave Greek food, it reminded him of what he was sure he'd lost) and were more or less forgettable.
His little girl, though, oh no. They became sick, depraved sons-a-bitches who found it most necessary to tug at his hair, whisper in his ear, coax his stomach into wanting the most ridiculous foods ever, at the most inconvenient hours imaginable.
Oh. Tuna. He was about to cry, it sounded so good...
"Heracles?" Japan gently prodded the sleeping form beside him. He didn't move much.
"... Heracles." Louder this time, and stronger. Tuna, tuna, tuna, so delicious...
"Mmn." Greece rolled over, inhaled loudly, and slowly cracked his eyes open. Once consciousness had more or less taken him, he looked to Japan with dread shining in his eyes. He knew that only two things would make Kiku wake him up in the middle of the night; he was either in labor, or craving something. Badly. Judging by the lack of panic on his partner's face, he correctly assumed the latter.
"Tuna, please."
"... Mmn."
Kiku rolled over and scooted into the warmth Greece left behind, as soon as he left the room to head for the nearest 24-hour-anything. Maybe waking him wasn't such a horrid thing after all.
 men getting pregnant · Sat Jan 02, 2010 @ 09:21am · 0 Comments |
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