Red Beauty
Cubs
"So, I thought I was the one who was supposed to get morning sickness?" Ruby asked with a wince as Belle continued to wretch over the toilet bowl, her stomach emptied in the basin below.
Sniffing delicately, Belle moved back onto her heels, eyes weary and watering. She accepted the toilet paper the other woman offered her with shaking fingers and wiped at her mouth. A soft sigh from behind sounded and her hair was released, dark curls once again hanging around her face, while steady hands scooped her up from beneath her arms.
The toilet was flushed and a tap twisted on, and Belle watched with a small, thankful smile as Ruby held a toothbrush out for her, already coated with paste.
"I'm sorry," Ruby told her, leaning against Belle's back, arms around her waist, as she watched her give her teeth a thorough brush.
"It's alright," Belle answered after rinsing her mouth, and turned in the arms around her so that she was facing Ruby, palms splayed across her back. "Just warn me the next time you make a steak smoothie."