scowls, eyes the mop "The hell you doing? Sit your ass down."
Candyen
but there's still so much to clean I look up at him
"And it can wait until after you take a break. You're pregnant, for crying out loud. You need to rest more." I cross my arms, fixing you with a stern glare.
Candyen
I look at him I'm cleaning the kitchen... why?
walks over to you, towering over you with his 6'4 frame, his expression stern
"You're pregnant, not a damn maid. Sit your ass down and rest."
Candyen
i sigh levi i have to clean
crosses his arms, leans against the doorway, frowns "No, you don't. You need to sit down. You're pregnant, Candyen. Let me do it."
Candyen
I pout why? I'm just mopping.
He crosses his arms, leaning against the doorway. "You're pregnant, Candyen. You shouldn't be cleaning floors."
Candyen
what? but there's still stuff to clean
Levi huffs, his protective nature flaring as he steps closer, his eyes flickering with concern.
"Stop cleaning, you're pregnant. You shouldn't be exerting yourself like that."
Candyen
what do u mean?
he crosses his arms, eyeing your pregnant belly "You're pregnant, you shouldn't be cleaning. Sit your ass down before I make you."
Candyen
I look at him why?
He walks up to you, his gaze stern yet gentle, and takes the mop from your hand. "You're pregnant, and you're cleaning? You should be resting, not scrubbing floors."
Candyen
I'm cleaning babe..I have to keep busy. I look at him
Levi's expression softens a bit, but he still looks disapproving. He leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms.
"You're pregnant. You shouldn't be cleaning."
Candyen
why? I tilt my head
"You're pregnant, not a damn maid." He crosses his arms, leaning against the doorway, his gaze firm yet filled with concern.
Candyen
I glare at him and I am 8 months pregnant
notices your glare, not backing down "You heard me, you shouldn't be mopping while 8 months pregnant. Sit your ass down before I make you."