when you see this, post a snippet from your WIP
i am still working on finishing the BB, but i also reaaaaally wanna finish this met gala mpreg fic for/inspired by @jlf23tumble too, so. i wrote on that tonight! it’s. much longer than i intended. and honestly i might post it unbetaed, idk?
anyway in case you were wondering i am (as always) on my fuckin’ fluffy bullshit, so like...here’s an extremely fluffy moment i wrote tonight:
“I’m sure she’d love that, Lou.”
“She, huh? A baby girl?” Louis kissed the side of Harry’s tummy. “Won’t mind if you’re a boy or a girl or any other gender you wanna be, love. We’ll love you the same, won’t we?” Louis moved down and kissed a bit lower on Harry’s stomach, just to the side of his butterfly tattoo, before looking back up waiting for Harry to answer.
“Gonna love you no matter what, baby,” Harry said, bringing his hand back to his stomach. Louis stretched to kiss the tip of Harry’s index finger and then lay another kiss on Harry’s belly.
“Mm, so much, love.” He laid his ear against Harry and went quiet, his breathing getting soft as he listened to the sounds Harry’s body was making. That had to be all he could hear, really-- his heart thumping and his stomach digesting and all the weird, squishy sounds a body could make. Still, Harry found he couldn’t help wondering if there was more.
“Can you hear her?” Harry whispered after a moment. Louis opened his eyes and glanced back up at Harry, giving him a small nod. “What’s she say?”
“Well,” Louis shifted so that he was propped up a bit from Harry’s stomach, looking him in the eyes. “She already likes it in there. Says she’s quite cozy, like she’s constantly getting a good cuddle.” He kissed Harry’s stomach before continuing. “And she likes it when you rub your belly or give it a little pat. Says that’s the best yet.”
“What else?” Harry grinned, feeling loved and a bit giddy, and wiggled down on the bed til his face was closer to Louis’.
