Dean and Parvati fluff. Characters owned by J.K. Rowling. Please R&R.
The smell of curry drifted through the little flat upstairs to Dean's work space. He was painting a canvas with bright colors and soft shapes to hang in their living room. His wife called down to him "Dean! It's time for dinner."
He put down the brush, wiping his paint covered hands on a cloth and headed downstairs. Parvati was in the kitchen, her hair was up in a high ponytail and her waist looked so small since it had an apron tied around it.
Dean smiled at her lovingly when she turned around and her swollen pregnant belly poked out at him. She looked warm from the heat of the dish. Parvati noticed the paint on his hands and snapped "Go wash your hands before you touch your food."
He was use to her out bursts of hormonal rage and he was like a cool breeze to her when he said "Yes dear. Go sit down and I will serve the food." He kissed her warm forehead and she waddled into the dining room, sitting down on the chair.
She was six months along and her feet were really swelling. Thankfully her hands and wrists were not and the bangles on her wrists made musical noises which cheered her up. Dean walked into the dining room, his arms were free of paint and he placed a bowl in front of her.
Forks were laid out and he got his wife a large class of water and Pumpkin Juice for himself. They began to eat and Dean said happily "This tastes so good, love." She smiled happily at him and took a sip of water. Ever since she got pregnant, she wants spicy food and lots of it. This was the fourth time this week they had curry and he didn't complain at all.
Parvati felt a swift kick in her belly and said excitedly "He really liked this food!" Dean leaned over gently, placing his hand on her belly and said "Of course he does. He is in his mother's child." He felt a small thump against his large palm and smiled at his wife.
They decided on the name Shay Ameer, after his best friend Seamus and her culture. Dean finished his food before leaning forward, kissing her protruding belly and whispered "Shay, we can't wait to meet you." Dean smiled at her and they kissed softly and went to bed.
Dean woke up in the middle of night, sneaking out of their bed and into his work space. He continued working his painting for the living room. He then began to work on the foreground; the family tree he was going to paint on it. Their little family is just starting but it was picture perfect.