A/N: Thanks again for your sweet words about my previous chapters! Still getting the hang of writing, but I'm so glad you're enjoying the stories so far. This one takes place in the same universe as the other chapters. I was hesitant to post this one because it literally has no purpose. I just saw the prompt "I don't wanna get up- you're comfy" and thought it was cute so I went with it. But if fluffy lucaya is your thing, I hope you enjoy it! For those of you commenting for me to update- I have posted a story every day since I made this account, which I probably won't be able to continue to do when things at school pick up, but I will try to be somewhat consistent. I'm currently writing a little drabble that I will likely post tomorrow if it goes well. Also, sorry about the weird update/delete situation earlier today! I was having technical difficulties. Let me know what you think/if you have prompts! :)
update: I changed a few details in this one because I realized I had conflicting timelines with saying Lucas was taking his boards and them being married a year before Maya getting pregnant. But I kept the story the same :)
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Lazy days were a specialty in the Friar household. Lucas and Maya worked really hard at their jobs, but when they had some downtime, they loved to milk every last second. This was not to say they were the boring married couple of their friend group, they still knew how to have fun and loved to go out with their friends. But ever since Maya found out she was pregnant, she has cherished the days where she could trade the heels and skinny jeans for fuzzy socks, leggings and cuddling up with her husband.
On this particular rainy Saturday, the couple was eager to spend the day doing absolutely nothing because Lucas had just returned from a week away at a big veterinary conference, where he presented research on a new surgical technique he had been working on. The past few months he had been spending a lot of time doing extra work to prepare and keeping up with everything he needed to get done at the clinic. Maya tried to give Lucas the time he needed to get ready without being too needy. But she will say, he did a really good job making sure every craving was taken care of, no matter what time it hit her. He was going to be a great dad.
It was already noon, and Maya and Lucas hadn't even made it out of their bedroom yet. They had stayed up really late catching up once they got home on Friday night, so they were content to fool around and just reconnect after several weeks of space caused by Lucas putting in extra hours at work and Maya finishing a big commission piece for a client.
At 7 months pregnant, Maya was starting to get to the point in her pregnancy where finding a comfortable position was comparable to randomly finding a piece of chocolate in your purse- completely unexpected, but incredibly satisfying when it happened. This morning, she found it laying on her left side next to Lucas, head resting in the space between his shoulder and neck with her right leg laced with his legs. Her belly was big enough at this point that it was resting against Lucas' stomach. They laid together, Maya resting her eyes while they talked about everything and nothing and Lucas soothingly rubbed her stomach thinking about their little girl who would be making an appearance in just a couple months.
"Hey Shortstack, do you think we're ready for Emmy to be here?"
She smiled, hearing Lucas say the nickname for the name they had finally agreed on after lots of back and forth. Emerson Cate Friar was the name they chose, but hearing Lucas call her Emmy made her heart melt. She cursed the hormones that have turned her into such a sap lately and looked at her husband.
"Well, let's see. Her nursery is basically done, all that is left is to hang some stuff on the walls and decide on which rocking chair we want. I have been nesting like crazy and washed all the baby clothes, burp cloths and blankets last week. We have a car seat, a stroller, one of those hot mountain man backpack things you can wear her in when she gets a little older. Let's see, we have diapers, bath accessories, a bassinet to keep in our room while she's waking up a bunch during the night, am I missing anything? We also still have the shower Riley and Topanga are throwing us, where I'm sure we will get more than we need."
Lucas turns his head to kiss Maya's head, impressed at all she was able to rattle off without actually looking through their inventory.
"Wow, we do have a lot of stuff. But I kinda meant in the parent department…Do you think we will know what we are doing?"
Maya grinned at her sweet Huckleberry, reached her arm up and ran her fingers through his hair like she always did when she could tell he was nervous.
"Well, I think that we love her enough already to be confident in the fact that we will figure out how to be the best parents to her along the way. And we have lots of help. We have your mom and my mom and Shawn, Cory and Topanga, Riley and Farkle. Zay and Smackle promised that they would come visit her while she was still a newborn. I know it is scary because this has gone by pretty quickly, but I think once she gets here, instinct will take over. I'm sure we will make mistakes while we are starting out, but that's okay. We get to figure out how to be parents together, Huckleberry. That's the fun part." Maya turned her head slightly to place a light kiss on his neck.
Maya always had the ability to dissipate Lucas' nerves, and this was no exception. He smiled and relaxed back into the pillows, wondering how he got so lucky.
They were back to contentedly resting in the quiet when all of a sudden Maya's stomach growled really loudly. They both laughed and looked at the clock, realizing it was now after 1pm. No wonder she was starving. Lucas started to move, but Maya quickly grabbed his hands and said "please no!"
Lucas looked at her amused, and tilted his head slightly trying to figure out what her problem was.
"Sorry, babe. I don't wanna get up yet, you're comfy and comfy has been hard to achieve lately. I'm not moving."
Lucas smirked and rubbed her belly for emphasis. "Maya, I cant just ignore Emmy's cries for help. You're clearly starving her in there."
Maya smiled big and opened her mouth in mock shock. "Wow, babe. Already using our baby against me and she isn't even here yet."
She shook her head at him and tried to act offended, but the grin never left her face.
"Lucas, what do the words 'emergency cravings of the week drawer' mean to you?" Maya asked with a mischievous look on her face.
Lucas smiled and remembered the drawer he had set up in their nightstand for the nights he was stuck studying for boards until after she went to bed. He filled it with her most common cravings from the past week, as well as a few wild card items just in case.
He leaned in and kissed her quickly and said "we aren't eating Larabars for lunch today, Shortstack." (Maya's cravings had been surprisingly normal and healthy over the past few weeks, much to both their surprise.)
"I was going to make us some panini's with the new press we got last week…" He was hoping this was enticing enough to convince her to let him move. Instead, she burrowed her face into his neck and clung to him, shaking her head yes and no at the same time.
"I'm guessing that means yes to the panini's and no to moving?" Lucas asked, amused.
"Aw, look at you knowing me so well" Maya said sarcastically, still clutching onto him, making it nearly impossible to move.
"Maya, we were going to have our movie day! We can recreate this exact position on the couch, babe, I promise. But I'm starving, you're starving, Emmy is clearly starving and I think we should go fix that. "
Maya glared at him and rolled over enough for Lucas to get out of bed, knowing her hunger was going to win over comfort.
Lucas chuckled and reached his arms out to help Maya stand up. Once she was up, she went in their bathroom to freshen up a little bit while Lucas went to the kitchen to get lunch started.
Lucas laughed seeing Maya enter the kitchen a few minutes later dressed in a different pair of leggings, fuzzy socks and a cozy oversized sweater than she had been wearing when he left her.
"Trying to impress me with the new outfit, babe?"
Maya rolled her eyes and muttered a "you wish!" as she got situated at the table.
Lucas brought over their sandwiches and a variety of sliced fruit.
"You're a keeper, Huckleberry." Maya smiled as she grabbed a handful of grapes, suddenly noticing how hungry she was.
They ate in a comfortable silence, eager to curl up on the couch and spend the rest of the day watching as many movies as they could stay awake for.
Lucas told Maya to go warm up the couch while he cleaned up the kitchen. Maya took that opportunity to grab all the soft blankets from the basket in the corner of the living room and make the couch as cozy as possible, this nesting thing was translating into all aspects of her life, apparently. Lucas came in to the living room with their usual basket of movie snacks as well as a tray of his famous cookies. Maya sat up with her jaw dropped and pointed to the tray.
"Are those what I think they are?!" Lucas looked at his wife's manic expression and laughed.
"If you mean is this a batch of my super secret recipe cookies, then yes it is."
Maya immediately made grabby hands towards him, indicating that these cookies were coming to the couch with him.
"How did I not know you made these? The smell of them baking is my favorite smell! I would have known!" Maya was beside herself.
Lucas laughed and explained that he made them right before she got back from the gallery the night before, and made sure he had dinner cooking when she got home to mask the smell. He wanted them to be a movie marathon surprise.
Once Lucas sat down he handed Maya a cookie and after devouring it, she wrapped her arms around her husbands waist and kissed his cheek. "I'm so lucky."
"Who's the sap now, Shortstack?" Lucas said with a smirk. Maya smiled at him with a gleam in her eye and pushed him off the couch and onto the floor, causing both of them to die laughing.
Lucas climbed back on the couch and they tried to replicate the comfy position they had been in before they got out of bed to eat lunch. Once they were situated and surrounded by pillows and blankets, Lucas started messing with the remote to pick out their first movie of the day. Maya ran her fingers through his hair and hummed contentedly. Everything was exactly how it should be and she couldn't be happier.