Hello! So I'm back at it again with the Yohna fics. This is an old piece I'd given up on, but thanks to leslitendo's wonderful art I got inspired to finish it, and I'm even working on a continuation! I hope you guys like it!
Prompt: 081. "I can't fit into my favorite dress anymore."
Yoh turned to greet his wife when he felt her presence in the dining room. He was just done serving breakfast, so she came at the right moment. His smile disappeared when he saw her frowning as she sat down. For all Anna wasn't an outgoing person, she didn't frown all the time; rather, she'd wear a mostly emotionless expression, so something had to have happened. But what could have since he left their bedroom earlier in the morning? Only one way to find out.
"Anna, you okay?"
"Don't make stupid questions, Yoh." She tried to make herself look normal, but he could see it was just an act.
"It's not stupid if you are feeling bad." Lately, because of the pregnancy, her emotions could change for small reasons and become really strong, making her feel stupid for reacting that way. He didn't like that she tried to hide when that happened, he wanted to help her through it.
"It's nothing." Despite her words, she lost the fight with her expressions and ended up contradicting herself with a pout.
"So there is something." She rolled her eyes in exasperation, but he knew she was just trying to act tough. "Tell me."
"It's nothing that matters," she muttered, turning her face away. She believed her own words, but to him anything that made her feel bad mattered.
"I still want to know." She tried to ignore him, but after a bit his patience won.
"I just can't—" She stopped suddenly. Her face contorted in obvious frustration before she tried again. "I can't—" She choked up and tears started to fall down her face, shutting her up as she swept them angrily. He sat besides her to grab her hand and clean the remaining tears tenderly. Finally, she bitterly let out what she wanted to say, "I can't fit into my favorite dress anymore."
"I see…" That explained why she was wearing the blue dress she rarely touched. He had no preference as to her clothes, she looked beautiful in anything, but it was obvious it affected her not to be able to wear her little black dress. Actually, it was probably a wonder that she'd been able to wear it so far into the pregnancy, but that was not a helpful thought, so instead he said, "It's okay, you can wear it again after the baby comes."
"But I like that dress, Yoh," she replied childishly.
"I know." He kissed her pouting lips sweetly, trying to cheer her up. "But you look good in this one too."
"Agh!" She buried her face on his neck. "I hate this, I get emotional over nothing. I'm driving myself crazy."
"It's not nothing and you're not crazy." He soothingly moved his hand up and down her back.
"It's a dress, Yoh," was her deadpan reply. It was obvious she still thought she shouldn't be feeling bad instead of accepting things as they were.
"Yes, but if you feel bad then it matters."
"It's not like I can do anything about it."
"Uh... How about we go out?"
"What?"
"Let's do something fun, then you won't be thinking about your dress."
"Yoh, it's eight in the morning, where are you planning on going?"
"Well, first, we have breakfast. Then, we can visit the temple. Oh! And after that we can go to the park!"
"Yoh, you better not be thinking of making me walk all day."
"Not at all, we can sit and watch the plum blossoms."
Anna let out a sigh, but he felt her lips twitch upwards, pressed as they were to his skin. She was warming up to the idea, that was what mattered. Hopefully, the fact that he'd followed Tamao's recipe to the letter meant she'd like the day's breakfast and that would help her mood before going out. After that, he'd make it his mission to keep her mind out of the business of the dress.
"Ready for breakfast?"
"Sure."
