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"This is so embarrassing," Rin says.
"Why?" Obito says. His eyes are focused on her shin as he carefully shaves her leg, slowly moving the razor upwards. Rin sighs heavily.
"Because I feel like an old lady," Rin says. "First you have to give me shots, now you have to shave my legs."
"I don't mind." Obito dips the razor in water and starts lathering her thigh. "You know you don't have to if you don't want to."
His hands are firm and warm as he slides his palms up and down her leg, soapy water dripping down the sides. "I know, I just get embarrassed," Rin says.
She finishes her bath. Carefully, she waddles toward the bed and bends over, elbows on the mattress as Obito draws up the syringe. It's time for the long needle again, and Rin steels herself as Obito silently wipes her skin with alcohol and screws on the needle.
"Ow," Rin says, and Obito pulls back.
"Sorry."
"I think you hit a nerve." Rin sucks in her breath as the medication spreads and burns.
"The smaller one, now," Obito says, and he aims the smaller needle at a different spot. It's a light prick this time, and Rin hears him set down the syringe and snap the needle shut with the safety lock. Gingerly Rin reaches down to tug up her underwear, frowning at the sudden tightness of the elastic waistband.
"We should get you bigger ones," Obito says. It's an offhand remark, just an observation, but Rin's eyes fill with tears.
Obito blinks. "Rin?"
"I'm fat."
"Wha- you're not fat."
"I'm ugly and fat and you have to give shots on my butt and shave my legs!"
"No no, you're fine." He pulls her into a hug while Rin starts bawling.
"I have to get new underwear!"
"It's okay." Obito looks just as distressed as Rin feels.
"And now you think I'm crazy," Rin says. Her voice rises, hysterical.
Obito gets a hold of himself. He puts his hands on her shoulders and steers her toward the bed. He sits her down on the mattress, then wraps a blanket around her.
Rin takes a shuddery breath, wiping her eyes as she calms down. "Sorry," Rin says. She lets out a rueful laugh. "I think I'm a little hormonal."
"It's okay. I'm sorry I made you feel fat."
"What if I don't lose the weight?" Rin says. Her voice tightens again, a tinge of hysteria creeping in. "What if I get uglier and bigger-"
"I don't care," Obito says. "You can be thin, fat, disfigured, ugly. It doesn't matter to me. I just want you to be happy."
"Would you love me if I were ugly?"
"Yes."
"And what about if I keep acting crazy?"
"Well I mean, of the two of us, you're arguably less crazy."
Rin's lip quivers. "People are gonna look at us and see a hot husband with an ugly wife!"
Obito starts laughing. "Rin, are you serious? Have you looked at me?"
Rin starts sobbing. "You're so much more good-looking than me!"
"Okay." Obito leans her onto his chest. "I think the pregnancy hormones are making you a bit crazy."
"Will you still love me if I'm crazy?"
"Yeah, I would." He kisses her head, smiling. She feels his thumb lightly stroking the skin of her arm. "You know, this really makes me happy," he says.
Rin sniffs, burrowing into his shirt. "Why?" she says. Obito smiles.
"Because you're fat and crazy and having my baby."
Rin smacks him on the arm, laughing. "You're so mean to me!"
"So mean." Obito hugs her affectionately.