A/N: In which Tori just wants to be held (drabble);

"Jade, please hold me."

It wasn't a question, and before Jade knew what was happening, Tori was crawling into her lap like a cat.

"Tori, what's wrong?" Jade asked, confused as Tori got settled.

"Stress isn't good for the baby," Tori replied, burying her face into Jade's neck. Now Jade was even more confused.

"What baby?"

"Me," came Tori's muffled response. Jade understood and nodded to herself, wrapping her arms tightly around her girlfriend.

"It's okay, I'm here," Jade whispered. She could feel Tori relax by the second just from being held by her; it was just what she needed.

A/N: Writing this out from a Tumblr post I made cus I'm having yet another 'stress isn't good for the baby (me)' day and all I wanna do is crawl into my girlfriend's lap and be held like this. (I do feel a bit better after writing it out though, so yay for that!)

Thanks for reading! c: