During DH


BLISS

He often wakes up at nights to see her already awake and sitting in their bed, with a pained expression on her face, caressing her now eight month pregnant bump, trying to find some comfortable position to be in. She is very careful about not waking him up. But it feels as if her pain tugs at his heart in his sleep which wakes him up, however sappy that sounds.

He too sits up with his back to the headboard and pulls her gently into his side by encircling his arms around her shoulder. She never gets startle by his sudden wakefulness. He silently asks the reason she is awake and she replies while burying her face into his neck; sometimes its backache or swollen feet or simply restlessness.

He in response strokes her back and tries to soothe away her pain, placing his other hand on swell of her stomach. Though he knows all her pain cannot be attributed to hormones. Loss of her father is still too fresh in her mind and the way people are being dropped down like flies only adds to the fears. It only emphasizes the horrible environment they are bringing their child in. He holds her while she cries for her lost father and he kisses top of her head trying to comfort her even though he feels extremely useless. He feels the most he can do is to stay awake with her and share her grief. How can he sleep when his wife is in such torment?

She never escapes to tell him that she doesn't know what she would have done without him and how grateful she is for his presence and love and comfort. He tightens his hold on her and replies that there is no need to feel grateful because he is not here out of any obligation, but rather because he can never see her in any kind of pain, as seeing her in pain kills him a little every time.

He still shudders to think that he had tried to leave her and their unborn child. He knows that she is more than capable of taking care of herself and their child but he can't help but think that had he been not here then who would have held her hair while she emptied her stomach or who would have taken it upon themselves to fulfill her odd carvings or who would have comforted her when news of her father's demise had arrived and she had seemed simply inconsolable?

She needs him just like he needs her.

He had hardly ever dreamt of getting married let alone getting a chance of being a father, therefore he rejoices in little moments like whenever he can feel their baby moving or the way a vibrant smile spreads on Dora's face whenever he tries to talk to the child while placing his lips near her stomach or whenever she talks endlessly about the future of their child or simply seeing at her, carrying his child looking all radiant and beautiful. Most beautiful woman in the world.

At these moments it is easy to forget that a war is raging outside the protection of their house. He knows one thing though, that he at the moment is most blissful as one can be during a war.

This is bliss. In her arms.

He loves his little family. And more than that he loves this powerful, headstrong woman who never lost faith in their love, who fought with him to clear his insecurities and gave him greatest joys of his life.

This is the first time in his life that he actually wants to live. He wants to survive the war and build a beautiful family with his wife and soon to be born child.

First time in his life, he dares himself to dream.


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