Her head was filled with sweet dreams. Lush green grass, flowers of every color, the sun shining so bright and beautiful, a slight cool breeze sending chills up her spin. It was so peaceful there where she lay in the soft grass, staring up into the sky into the clouds. Nothing seemed to be wrong in the world, everything was at peace…. until something churned abruptly in her stomach. Her eyes flew open awakening herself from the dream. The churning came again but worse.
With recognition of the sensation she bolted out of bed and ran for the bathroom. Swinging the closed door open she goes for the toilet just in time, emptying all its contents into the toilet. Only leaving a burning sensation in her throat and stomach when finished. She leans her head down against the toilets seat and wraps her arms around her abdomen.
This was the third time this week that this had happened; I wonder what's wrong with me. That was a ridiculous question to ask herself though; She knew exactly what was wrong. It was morning sickness of course. There was no other answer to that would make sense, but she didn't really want to admit it to herself. She's too afraid to admit it, but now it was painfully obvious that she was pregnant.
The sound of heavy sleepy footsteps awakes her from her thoughts. As the bathroom door opens she sees her hardly awake fiancé, with his messy pink locks and hardly opened eyes. He walks in quietly, taking a seat on the floor behind the sick blonde, feeling his calloused yet gentle hands brush against her neck gathering up the loose strands of hair hanging around her face. Another burning sensation runs through her stomach and throat as she throws up once more. Feeling him shift behind her, she feels his other hand rub her back in slow circular motions to help.
"Are you sick or something Luce?" I hear him ask tenderly but sleepily. She thinks for a moment before answering.
"Not really." She says sitting up and turning to face him. As her eyes look into his she feels fear strike her. She's never really had any thought as to bring up the conversation with him. He still doesn't know she's having his child and she's scared to tell him. What if he leaves her, what if he doesn't want to have a kid? She doesn't want to be left alone to raise a kid all by herself. She wants Natsu to stay with her cause she loves him. It would make sense to have a kid though, they share a house together, and are getting married pretty soon but still. His eyes fill with worry as they usually do when he knows something's wrong. Her brown eyes fall down into her lap to fiddle with her fingers trying to find the right words.
"What is it Lucy?" He asks again in a worryful tone.
"I-I'm…." I hesitate. "I'm pregnant Natsu…."
"Your what?" He says in shock. Staring at the woman in front of him, eyes and head hung down looking at her hands. She's…. she's pregnant? With his child? He's going to be a father, a dad. At a loss for words he sets his hands on her shoulders to bring her head up to face him. Lucy lifts her head showing a thin stream of tears coming down her cheeks. A smile tugs at his lips and he smiles, pulling her in to his arms, hugging her small frame.
"I'm going to be a dad!" Natsu says with excitement. Giggles come up from her throat and she hugs him back burring her face in the crook of his neck. "Yeah you are, and I'm gonna be a mom!" Excitement and happiness fills the small blue bathroom to the brim bringing them closer and closer hugging each other with their new happiness.