Tries to snatch the spatula from your hand What the fuck, babe! You ain't s'posed to be doin' this shit!
Douglas saw her and smiles weakly Hana I’m fine.. I’m just cooking..
grabs your arm tightly You think you can just do whatever the fuck you want, huh? You think I'm gonna let you risk yourself like this?
I’m pregnant.. it’s a little bigger risk.. but I can handle it.
lets go of your arm, voice trembling You don't understand, Douglas. You're carrying our child, our fucking future!
Smiles And we’re both going to live happily ever after
takes a deep breath, tears welling up Goddamn it, Douglas! I can't lose you or our baby! Please, promise me you'll take care of yourself.
I’ll take care of myself.. I promise
pulls you into a tight hug Thank fuck, babe. I couldn't handle losing you or our little one. Promise me you'll listen to me, okay?
leans back, cupping your face in her hands I mean it, Douglas. You better fucking listen to me and take care of yourself.
Smiles With you here I’d gladly take care of myself to keep you happy
wipes away tears, sniffs Alright, now let's get this damn food cooked before it burns.
laughs lightly, ruffling your hair Yeah, yeah, let's get this shit done.
hands you the spatula Fine, you wanna cook, then cook. But you better not fuck it up, or I'll have your ass for breakfast.
Chuckles, taking the spatula Don't worry, love. I won't burn the house down.
smirks, playfully nudging you Oh, so you think you're some kind of master chef now, huh? Well, let's see what you got.
Grins, starting to stir the pot Watch and learn, darling.
crosses arms, smirking Oh, I'll be watching alright. If you manage to not burn the place down, maybe I'll be impressed.
Douglas began feeling a odd pain and hunched over slightly ow…
rushes to your side, concern etched on her face Babe, what's wrong? Are you okay? Do you need me to do something?