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Severus groan loudly. His in his highest temper, of course he is.

Why?

Who dare to ask him why. His feet swollen, maybe as big as his tummy. His body overheat, his waist hurt like hell (pardon my language) and the most important HE CAN'T A SLEEP IN A WINK FOR ALMOST A MONTH (maybe less, who count?) and his NOSE! His goddamn nose decided to participates to add to his misery too. It decided to get swollen along with his ANKLE. WHAT. A. DAY!

He growl loudly. He decided he HATES mirror. He looks like a clown. He groans in misery.

So, yes. Severus Snape, the big bad fairy who likes to curse anybody who crosses him, is in very very bad mood.

"JAMES!" He screams loudly. He's fuming like a train when his beloved husband (whose he gonna curse back and fro, refuses to come to his aid) never come. "SIRIUS!" He screams again (along with some cursing which make any sailor red in shame) hoping his husband's bestfriend'll come to him.

But of course, that stupid mutt was in hiding too. 'Just like a coward they are.' He sneers in disgust.

"M-may I help you, Your Highness?" Peter, James attendant skimper timidly into his bed chamber.

"Where's my HUSBAND?" He snarls at the innocent man whose cowering in the very far away wall. If Severus care at all, he (definitely) scare the man would piss himself in the corner of his chamber.

Severus scrunches his nose cutely as he look at the man before him (in the far corner). He lifts his eyebrow, waiting for him to answer his question.

"Umm.. H-he.." he stammers heavily, he wring his hands nervously but he never dare to make eyes contact with Severus.

"Speak clearly, mouse." He hisses loudly. His eyes squint in irritation.

"My Prince James Potter and Sirius Black's inspecting the farthest village and border, Your Highness." He squeaks loudly.

Severus harrumphs loudly. "So, they're flying into the farthest village, eh?" he smirks widely. "Well, what's done is done. You! Come here!" Severus points at the spot before him.

Peter, the attendant, immediately lost his color. His face drain with its color, his body trembles so hard in fright and in his eyes definitely well tears. He scrambles right and left like a mouse with its tail caught in a trap.

"What are you waiting for?" Severus purrs in delight. Definitely happy that someone as suffer as he was (though it was definitely him who makes the man suffer, who cares).

Peter definitely sniffles when he walks step by step until he's in front of Severus. Peter's stuns in awe as he saw Severus smiles brightly at him when he stopsright in front of him. He never thought that the man before him who always brooding and scowl would be so beautiful when he's smiling.

"Help me up and walk to the couch, please and message my feet. It's killing me." Severus groans loudly when his mind caught up again with the pain of swollen legs (everything he mean).

Peter nods his head rapidly as he takes Severus hand and pulls him up from the bed. He walks behind the pregnant man when they walk in silent to the couch. Severus flops on the couch with a heavy sigh and moan in delight when the pillow (which James puts on the couch) support his aching waist.

Peter kneels on the floor and takes one of Severus' feet and begins to messaging it, trying his best to lessening its swollen capacity. Severus moans loudly when Peter's fingers push every hurt button on his feet. He's begun to snooze as Peter hands kept on working on his hurts.

When Peter finishes his message, he saw His Highness was already asleep. He smiles softly when he saw Severus peaceful face so relax and he shakes his head when he saw a very black circles on his eyes.

'No wonder he was in a very bad mood.' He thought absentmindedly. 'And definitely foolish of me to trust every rumor about him eating every servant who comes into his bed chamber.' He'd headslap himself fool.

Peter snuck out carefully, trying his best not to disturb Severus nap after he put a light sheet on his body. He closes the door softly and walks away, smile paste on his lips. He decided, he do really like his Prince consort until he hears a very frightening snikers from him. 'Or not.' He prays for anyone who will suffer from his grudges (which he thought was his very own Princes).

At night..

James sneaks in into his dark bed chamber. The window's open so the summer's breeze could come in and freshening the hot air inside the room. He saw a very peaceful Severus Snape sleep like a baby.

He smiles softly and hurriedly gone into his shower. He groans happily as he take a shower, wash away every grime that clung into his skin. He changes into his pajamas and prepares to sleep with his beloved husband.

When he was out of the shower, he saw the couch being pull into make shift bed and his mind reeling in confusion.

"Yes, dear husband. You're gonna sleep in that very very comfy couch (which not comfy at all) from now on." Severus glares at husband. James jump in shock when he heard Severus' voice abruptly (which he would deny for the rest of his manly life).

"But, Sev dear." James whines pathetically.

"Don't you dare 'but Sev dear me'." He snarls at him. "You dare to leave me here all day, ALONE, then that's your place in this chamber." Severus hiss at him poisonous as he pointing at the couch. "If you dare to step one foot on this bed, trust me Potter, I'll hex you till the kingdom come." He huff loudly as he flops back on his own very very comfy bed.

James looks fro and back from the couch to the soft bed. He sighs loudly, accepting his fate to sleep on the couch (definitely with no time limit). 'I'll definitely won't run away anymore.' James pouts as he close his eyes, hoping in the morning his body won't developed too many kinks which Severus hope he'll. And Severus vows he would make James grovel for so many day and night before he can get back into their bed.

Oh yes, Severus Snape definitely could holding grudge whether it's to his own husband or anyone else. 'Serve him right to leave me when I need messages.' He grumbles loudly. 'One more month and this hell would stop. You've got to thank me so much, you brat.' Severus pout softly as he cares his bulging stomach which his child turning around inside and kicking happily, definitely preventing Severus to get a wink of sleep. And new irritating day begin a new.