Disclaimer: me + no owning KKM = a thoroughly pissed otaku (a simple math equation for ya!)
"'Braxton's Hicks'?" Yuuri parroted from his spot on the bed next to a worn out Wolfram, whom was leaning heavily into the numerous pillows stacked behind him.
Gisela nodded solemnly, affirming the Maoh's statement.
Yuuri smoothed Wolfram's hair across his forehead before turning back to Gisela once more. "Would you care to explain exactly what they are again?"
Gisela immediately launched into another explanation. "Braxton's Hicks are simply fake contractions that a lot of pregnant men and women confuse for actual contractions. His Excellency's false contractions were particularly severe. I would like for him to remain on bed rest for the remainder of his pregnancy. Though I doubt it'll be much longer now."
Yuuri nodded slowly, looking down on Wolfram once more.
Wolfram looked completely worn out from all the recent goings on. His hair was matted to his face and his nightgown (which Yuuri had changed him into after Gisela had diagnosed him) clung to him and his chest rose shallowly.
Yuuri nodded firmly. "I will make sure that he stays in bed. Thank you Gisela, you may leave now."
Nodding, Gisela exited the room.
Yuuri stood from the bed slowly, walking around to Wolfram's side of the bed to rearrange the vast amounts of pillows and blankets around him to make him more comfortable. Yuuri took extra care to make sure that the blankets were tucked firmly around him so that he wouldn't roll out of bed in his sleep.
"Would you like anything, baby?" Yuuri asked quietly, seeing Wolfram's eyes fluttering tiredly.
Wolfram murmured out a weak 'no' before slipping off to sleep.
Yuuri stepped towards the door, turning back to make sure that Wolfram was in the center of the bed and not on the edge, before opening the bedroom door slowly and exiting the room.
Conrad was by his side immediately after Yuuri left the room. Though Conrad hid it behind one of his calm ad cool smiles, Yuuri could see that Conrad was deeply worried about his brother's condition. "How is he, Your Majesty?"
Yuuri finally let his relieved smile show on his face. "He's perfectly fine, he's sleeping now. Gisela has him on bed rest for the remainder of his pregnancy."
Conrad chuckled softly. "That's good to hear. We'll have to make the castle aware that he isn't to leave your room."
Yuuri chuckled and nodded.
The pair began walking steadily down the stone hallways, on their way to alert the castle of Wolf's condition.
One week later…
Wolfram sighed loudly.
"C'mon, Yuuri, I just want to take a walk in the garden! If I have to stay in this bed any longer I swear I'll go mad!"
Yuuri stayed firm on the matter, refusing to budge. "No, baby. I love you, but you have to stay in bed. Think of the baby."
Wolfram sighed again, affronted. "I am thinking about the baby! We need fresh air!"
Yuuri looked thoughtful. "Do you want the window open?" Yuuri gestured to the large window by the bed.
"You know that's not what I meant!" Wolfram hissed.
Yuuri chuckled at Wolfram and came to sit on the bed next to him. "Is there anything else you'd like, baby?"
Wolfram stubbornly refused to look at him, turning away. Well, as far away as he could with his abnormally large belly blocking the way. Wolfram sobbed once in frustration. Yuuri was quick to turn him back onto his back and hug his husband to him.
"Shh…It's alright, baby…Just think, our baby will be here soon! Its only a little longer…shh…don't cry…I love you…"
There was a timid knock on the door. Yuuri called a quick acknowledgement.
Doria entered the room with a tray full of food for Wolfram. She quickly took in the sight of Wolfram sobbing quietly, and made a mental note to tell the others. She set the tray down on the edge of the bed and curtsied before exiting.
Yuuri took a glance at the tray and slowly leaned Wolfram back onto the pillows gently, wiping the tears from his eyes and swiping his bangs from his eyes. Yuuri leaned in to claim his husband's soft pink lips once before grabbing the tray and placing it on his lap.
Yuuri grabbed the spork and dipped it in the thick cheese soup with broccoli, blew on it, and lifted it to Wolfram's awaiting lips. They repeated this process until the soup was no more. Yuuri lifted the cloth napkin to Wolf's lips and wiped the stray soup from his lips before placing the plate of sugar cookies in his eager hands.
Yuuri set the tray on the bedside table and sank back onto the bed, waited for Wolfram to finish his cookies.
Another knock came to the surface of the door once more.
"Yes?" Yuuri called out, thinking that it was just Doria coming back to retrieve the tray.
The door was slammed open and a girl with tanned skin and long, curly brown hair pranced into the room. "Daddy! Papa!"
Yuuri stood happily from the bed, happy to see his daughter once more. "Greta! What're you doing here?" Yuuri asked excitedly.
Greta giggled happily. "Oh no reason. I came back because I have some news that I thought would be best said in person."
Yuuri led Greta to the bed to sit on Wolfram's other side. "Hello Daddy! How's the baby?"
Wolfram smiled softly up at her with the smile that he reserved just for her. "Hello, sweetheart, the baby's fine so far. It won't be long now."
Yuuri smiled at his family before asking; "So what's this news that was too important to be said via mail?"
Greta grinned hyperly before turning to Yuuri, looking him dead in the eye, and shrieking. "I'm getting married!"
…And then, Wolfram screamed.
I wrote this to the New Moon soundtrack (which I love) I saw the movie this weekend. Anyone else go to see it? The movie was awesome!
Sorry this took so long, rest assured that Wolfram is thoroughly pissed with me though~! Send him some love in your reviews! He needs it right now!
Wolfram: pregnancy = do not want
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