Delilah looked over her shoulder while she was washing her hands in the sink, her lips parted when she saw Loki leaning against the doorframe. “Good morning to my love.” She purred softly as she kissed his lips before moving around him to get back into the large bed. She had a strange tendency to get up at 3 in the morning and use the restroom now that she was pregnant.
Loki follows her back to the bed worriedly. “Any sign of them coming, darling?” He knew it was going to be soon.










