Magazine
Propped up with pillows supporting her back, Tsukushi closed her eyes, feeling weary. Seven months of pregnancy was taking a toll on her body, spirit, and emotions. She opened her eyes, staring again at the magazine page, with a picture of Tsukasa, standing next to some gorgeous models. His eyes appeared amused and his charming grin disarmed her. Frowning, she felt a twinge of jealousy in her heart. What if he found her so ugly and grotesque that he no longer looked at her with loving eyes? After all, she was never the prettiest girl, there were always better-looking women he could choose that would fit better with his handsome looks. Although, questioning his love is silly. They had dated and been engaged for a long time. Besides, he always tells her that she is the only woman besides she is carrying his baby. Wondering how his recent European business trip had gone. He had visited Rui in Italy, and in fact the picture she was staring at had been taken in Milan. Sighing, closing her eyes, thinking of how much she missed him. Talking, laughing, hugging, even their bickering. Glancing at his side of the bed, she wished he would be home soon. Almost, as if he heard her thoughts, he appeared in the doorway. Smiling hugely, holding a dozen roses.
Feeling insecure, she suspected something had happened with one of those models. He placed the roses on the dresser, taking off his suit jacket and shoes. He sat on the bed, leaning in for a kiss. Tsukushi turned her face, with him kissing her cheek instead of her lips. Surprised he asked, "What's wrong? Why are you mad?" She merely pointed at the magazine on her lap. Picking it up, eyeing the photo. Rolling his eyes, tossed it on the floor. Pulling her into an embrace, kissed her hair and whispered, "Tsukushi, I love you! You're the only woman for me. I will never stop wanting you." Gently, pulling her from his chest, he leaned down capturing her lips in a deep, devouring kiss.
Slightly moaning, she encouraged him on by unbuttoning his shirt and shoving it off him. He removes her nightgown in one swoop. Standing, he quickly shed his pants, pulling her down on the bed, gently covering her with his body. Gently making love to her, her heard her faint whimpers. Later embracing her, he placed his hand on her growing belly, nuzzling her neck, he told her, "I missed you. Even our bickering." She chuckled, "Me too." She placed her hand on top of his, pulling him closer to her. Resting into his body, fear alleviated.