Day 1 of @kingdonmicrofic, focused on Melpreg Summer!
31 days for 31 weeks of Mel's pregnancy, from the moment she discovers her pregnancy, to the birth of her baby
Rating G | 366 words | Pregnancy, Non-Chronological, Each week of pregnancy will be announced at the beginning of the chapter, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Married Melissa "Mel" King/Frank Langdon | Kingdon
Mel and Frank's gender reveal party
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Week 23
It was a joyful day, and Mel was feeling amazing. Her mother and sisters-in-law had told her to simply enjoy the day, because they would take care of everything, and she only had to judge the final result, fitting the theme Frank and she had chosen for their gender reveal party.
The theme? Treasure.
Wearing a long flowing gold dress inspired by Peau-d’Âne’s dress of the color of the Sun, Mel chatted animatedly with her guests, all people she loved having around and speaking to: her and Frank’s families, a few of their colleagues, and friends they’d made outside of work.
“Dessert’s here!” Tanner shouted as he exited the house, holding two confetti cannons. He and Penny were tasked with the most important part of the day: pop the tubes to reveal if their little sibling was going to be a boy or a girl.
Frank joined Mel and led her, a hand on her waist, to the table where Abbot had just placed a gorgeous cake decorated with chocolate coins.
“Are you ready?” Sophie Langdon asked, her phone ready to record.
Mel nodded, and Frank gave his mom a thumb up as he pulled Mel closer. Everyone was looking at them, making her a little nervous. Not about the color of the confetti and Frank or her reactions, but because the excitement of the day was beginning to affect her.
“Tanner, Penny, let’s go!”
Both children struggled a little with their cannons, but soon after, with two successive ‘Pop!’, a cloud of pink confetti floated around Mel and Frank.
Mel looked at her husband with wide eyes. They were going to have a girl!
The grin on Frank’s face told her everything she needed to know. As well as the enthusiastic kiss he gave her, to which she replied with equal ardor.
“We’re gonna have a girl!” he whispered excitedly, and after another kiss that left Mel’s knees a little wobbly, he knelt before her and cupped her belly. Mel placed her hands over his.
“Hello, little girl. We can’t wait to meet you. We already love you to the moon and back.”
At this moment, Mel fell in love with her husband all over again.
Day 3 of @kingdonmicrofic, focused on Melpreg Summer!
31 days for 31 weeks of Mel’s pregnancy, from the moment she discovers her pregnancy, to the birth of her baby
Rating T | 499 words | Pregnancy, Non-Chronological, Each week of pregnancy will be announced at the beginning of the chapter, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Married Melissa “Mel” King/Frank Langdon | Kingdon
No Warning
During PTMC annual gala, some of her colleagues have their suspicions about Mel's pregnancy…
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Week 14
Since her first trimester had been merciful on her, Mel had successfully managed to keep her pregnancy secret in the ED. Only Dana, Perlah, and the attendings were in the confidence.
Until the PTMC annual gala at the end of March.
The first one to notice was Princess.
“Mel, you are glowing!” she complimented Mel as she greeted her. “This dress suits you very much!” Her voice faltered as she looked at Mel’s belly. “Oh.”
Mel tried to smile. Her bump was just beginning to show, barely there, but Princess had still noticed it.
“Are you...?”
“Yes,” Mel whispered, a plea for silence in her eyes.
Princess grinned, and with a quick pat on Mel and Frank’s shoulders, promised she would keep the secret.
Then, it was Emma.
Dinner was a buffet, but Mel didn’t feel mingling with the crowd just to get food, so Frank offered to bring her a plate.
“That would be so nice, thank you, Frank.”
“Anything you want me to bring you?” he asked, standing up.
“Oh, I saw some shrimp canapes that tempted me. You would be an angel, Frank.”
“As you wish, love.” With a kiss to her temple, he left the table.
Then, Mel noticed Emma’s expression, brows furrowed and a pensive turn to her lips.
“Don’t you dislike shrimp?” she asked.
“Yes, but I felt like eating some today,” Mel replied with dread.
“That’s funny, my sister-in-law was the same when she was expecting her son,” Emma mentioned casually, winking at Mel with a knowing smile.
Mel smiled back, relieved. Emma was trustworthy.
Later, Trinity walked to them, holding a glass of wine.
“Melatonin, you gotta try this one!”
In the past three years, Trinity had endeavored to find alcohols that Mel would like, even in small quantities.
She put the glass on the table, between Mel and Frank.
“Oh, thank you Trinity, but... not tonight,” Mel said, turning to Trinity.
“Are you sure? It’s a really good one.”
“I’m certain, Trinity.”
“Why? I’s not as if you were...” Trinity began to laugh before freezing. “Wait, are you?” She turned to Frank. “You knocked her up?” she murmured furiously.
Frank raised his hands in defense.
“Trinity, please,” Mel whispered, tugging on her arm.
Trinity sighed. “Alright, I won’t tell anyone.”
It was Dr. Robby who outed them.
During dessert, he was invited to make a speech about the new organization of the ED.
“... and during the last two years, we have seen a significant increase of our performance and patient satisfaction, thanks to the presence of more attendings. This contributes to an overall improved work-life balance, and as Dr. Langdon and Dr. King can attest, makes it easier to build a family.”
Their colleagues on the other tables gasped as they understood the meaning of Robby’s words, and Frank groaned, putting his head on the table.
Day 13 of @kingdonmicrofic, focused on Melpreg Summer!
31 days for 31 weeks of Mel’s pregnancy, from the moment she discovers her pregnancy, to the birth of her baby
Rating T | 470 words | Pregnancy, Non-Chronological, Each week of pregnancy will be announced at the beginning of the chapter, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Married Melissa “Mel” King/Frank Langdon | Kingdon
No warning
At Abby's barbecue, Mel meets a very critical neighbor
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Week 27
“I’m surprised,” a voice behind her made Mel turn. One of Abby’s neighbors was standing there, a glass of wine in her nicely manicured hand.
The woman appraised Mel with raised eyebrows, lingering on her belly. “I thought this would happen way earlier, given how much you and Langdon seemed to enjoy going against social rules,” she said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
A chill spread along Mel’s spine. She’d known she would meet people who had a negative opinion of her relationship with Frank by coming to Abby’s barbecue, but she hadn’t expected a direct attack.
“I mean, that was so disrespectful of you to date while Abby and Langdon were still in the middle of their divorce. One could think you were having an affair right before that.”
Mel blinked, appalled by the gall of the woman. She didn’t know anything about Abby and Frank’s marriage and divorce, didn’t know how Mel and Frank had come to be together in the midst of said divorce, and she had the audacity to judge?
Frustration grew inside Mel, and she crossed her arms, one hand protective over her belly.
“What do you expect me to say? Apologize for being pregnant during my marriage and not disclosing a pretended affair? That’s not going to happen, and I—” she straightened “—I’m not sorry about that.”
Then, she left, feeling her eyes prickle with tears. Damn her hormones that made her even more sensitive!
She found refuge in the kitchen, where Abby found her two minutes later. “Hey, are you okay? I saw you almost run inside the house...”
“Oh, it’s the smoke, it stung my eyes, and I needed a moment away.”
Abby frowned. “Are you sure?”
Her concern was enough to make Mel burst into tears, and she soon found herself in Abby’s arms while her husband’s ex-wife murmured soothing words into her ear.
She calmed down a few minutes later, and explained in a few words what had happened with the neighbor. Abby sighed.
“There’s always people who will judge. But I won’t tell them that Frank and I were already separated, and that I was the one who pushed him to ask you out after he kept annoying me about how awesome you were. This is only between us.” She stepped back a little, keeping a comforting hand on Mel’s shoulder. “I’ll call Frank for you and take care of that neighbor. I don’t need that kind of negativity at my party.”
With a reassuring smile, she left. Three minutes later, Frank entered in a hurry, took Mel in and engulfed her into a hug. Mel melted into his embrace.
“Abby told me everything,” Frank mumbled. “Next time, go find us. No more ‘the smoke made me cry’ excuse, okay?”
Day 28 of @kingdonmicrofic, focused on Melpreg Summer!
31 days for 31 weeks of Mel’s pregnancy, from the moment she discovers her pregnancy, to the birth of her baby
Rating T | 435 words | Pregnancy, Non-Chronological, Each week of pregnancy will be announced at the beginning of the chapter, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Married Melissa “Mel” King/Frank Langdon | Kingdon
CW: childbirth
Mel gives birth to her daughter
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Week 38
Mel knew that labor was painful, thanks to the many women coming into the ER in active labor, creaming and crying as they gave birth. What she hadn’t known until now, though, was how painful it was.
The five hours she’d spent on her hospital bed, plus the night of contractions at home were giving her a more precise idea of the level of pain of giving birth.
“Baby’s pulse is strong,” the L&D nurse announced.
“Dilated at 9,” the doctor added. “You’ll soon be ready to push!” she told Mel with a smile, according to her birth plan that stated she wanted to be told everything, good like bad.
For now, despite the pain—she didn’t want the epidural—everything had gone smoothly.
On her right, Frank tightened his hold on her hand. He looked almost worst than her, with his hair sticking out and the bags under his eyes. He hadn’t slept a bit since she’d woken him up after a particularly strong contraction.
“Keep going, Sweetheart, you’re doing well.”
“I’m so tired,” she moaned. “There’s so much going on.”
“I know. I’m here, okay? Focus on me, and listen to your body. Take a deep breath.”
After four breaths, she was feeling a little better. Until the next contraction. Frank helped her between each, soothing her through the pain, until the doctor announced she was at ten.
“Time to push, Dr. King!”
“The baby’s heartbeat is still good!”
Within five contractions, Mel knew why it was called “delivery”, as she pushed her baby out with a scream.
“Here she is, your little girl!”
“September 14th, 2029, 11:25.”
Falling back on the bed, tears rolling on her cheeks, she heard the first cries of her daughter and Frank’s soft praise as he dried the sweat on her face.
“Can you bring her to me?” she finally asked.
“Really?” His eyes were shining, and a wide smile bloomed on his lips when she nodded.
He was openly crying when he got to take care of her, while Mel delivered the placenta and two nurses helped her into a new gown.
Finally, Frank brought her a small bundle. “She’s perfect,” he breathed, placing the baby on Mel’s chest.
She was so tiny and soft, and when she opened her blue eyes, Mel was swept by a wave of love for this being she’d waited for all those weeks.
“Hi, little Helen, I’m your Mom, and this is your Dad. Welcome to the world,” Mel greeted her, smiling through her tears.
Helen closed a minuscule fist around Frank’s pinkie, and promptly fell asleep.
Day 21 of @kingdonmicrofic, focused on Melpreg Summer!
31 days for 31 weeks of Mel’s pregnancy, from the moment she discovers her pregnancy, to the birth of her baby
Rating T | 384 words | Pregnancy, Non-Chronological, Each week of pregnancy will be announced at the beginning of the chapter, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Married Melissa “Mel” King/Frank Langdon | Kingdon
No warning
37 weeks into her pregnancy, Mel is tired and frustrated, but Frank takes care of her
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Week 37
In the earlier days of her pregnancy, Mel had known what it was to lounge, laying on her bed, the couch, or a deck chair in the garden, her feet raised, while her husband took care of her every need.
Right now, 37 weeks pregnant and in the same position, she didn’t quite feel like lounging. Her feet felt too big, her belly was on the way for everything, her back was killing her—she understood Frank well right now—her tits were painful, and she was tired, despite doing barely anything all day, because Frank wouldn’t let her life a finger. It was endearing, but sometimes very frustrating.
“Mel, can I do something else for you?” Frank asked from the kitchen.
“Besides the infusion, I just want you to come here and stop fussing. I’m jealous of your mobility, and I don’t want you to flaunt it to my face when I feel like a walrus.”
Frank appeared in the doorway, a steaming mug in his hand and a smirk on his face. “You sound like these old people who don’t like when teenagers run next to them,” he teased. “And you wouldn’t be a walrus, but a cute seal.” Mel rolled her eyes. “I swear! You could be a selkie, and I’d try to charm you, but never steal your skin. I respect and love you too much for that.”
“Thanks. Now, come here,” Mel replied, folding her legs to make some room for him.
Frank handed her the mug, the calming perfume of chamomile and linden gracing her nostrils, and sat on the couch. He gathered her legs on his lap, then began to massage one of her feet. He was too light at first, making her laugh and squirm, before he insisted more, pulling delighted sighs from her. He focused on her heel and ankle, on her sole, then her toes, each push into her flesh draining a little pain from her, making her melt in to the couch.
When he finished the first foot and took the other, she felt tingles run up to her ankle, and she prepared for the delight of a second massage, admiring Frank’s face and enjoying his skilled hands.
She blew on her infusion, more relaxed than ten minutes before.
Day 6 of @kingdonmicrofic, focused on Melpreg Summer!
31 days for 31 weeks of Mel’s pregnancy, from the moment she discovers her pregnancy, to the birth of her baby
Rating M | 466 words | Pregnancy, Non-Chronological, Each week of pregnancy will be announced at the beginning of the chapter, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Married Melissa “Mel” King/Frank Langdon | Kingdon
Mel and Frank have an enlightening conversation, leading to some fun time
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Week 26
“Frank Langdon.”
Mel plopped down on the couch with a sigh and rested her head on Frank’s lap. His hand immediately went to her hair to comb it.
“What is it, Melissa King?”
Now wasn’t the time to change her mind, after she’d gathered her courage to speak.
“I’m horny,” she said abruptly. “I mean, I’m six months pregnant, my bump is getting in the way, and we haven’t done anything in weeks. I’m beginning to feel very frustrated."
Frank’s hands stopped their caresses. “It doesn’t feel like just a beginning, Mel.”
“I’d understand if you don’t find me attractive anymore, but I can’t reach my sex now, and pillows or toys don’t work.” Mel was rambling, her hands rubbing her belly in nervous circles.
“Mel.” Frank’s firm voice stopped her. “Just to be sure: you want to have sex with me, right?”
“Yes,” she murmured.
“Oh, thanks God,” Frank breathed, before he leaned over her and swallowed Mel’s relieved laughter in a kiss. “I’ve been dying here, thinking you wouldn’t want me to touch you, while I want to try so many things because I’m so attracted to you right now.”
Mel needed to sit up to continue the conversation, and after a little maneuvering, she finally faced Frank. “Didn’t you do this with Abby?”
Frank winced. “She didn’t want me to touch her, for various reasons. So the fact that you want to have sex with me makes me so happy,” he added, his face softening.
“And I’m happy that you want to have sex with me in my situation,” Mel replied, much more relaxed than before. “I... actually have made some research...” She pulled the article she’d found up on her phone.
“Of course you did,” Frank said fondly, and leaned to look at it.
Mel felt giddy as they perused the positions suggested in the article, and every remark Frank made about them elicited a laugh from her.
“Do you want to try them?”
“Now?” Mel’s eyebrow lifted.
“I was thinking about testing their feasibility, so we already know what’s easier for both of us.”
Mel grinned. “Good idea!”
Five minutes later, they were laughing in their bed, their legs tangled and Frank holding her by her waist. It felt intimate and Frank’s touch over her clothes was lighting something deep in Mel’s core.
“This one is more technical than I expected,” Frank huffed.
She giggled. “I think it’s because we’re still dressed. Maybe if we do it for real?” she asked tentatively.
“Look at that. Who wanted to just try the positions?” he laughed, more openly this time.
“And what if I’m horny enough to try it for real?”
“Then I’m down for it.”
Frank claimed her lips, and all thoughts that weren’t him escaped Mel’s mind for the next hour.
Day 10 of @kingdonmicrofic, focused on Melpreg Summer!
31 days for 31 weeks of Mel’s pregnancy, from the moment she discovers her pregnancy, to the birth of her baby
Rating T | 467 words | Pregnancy, Non-Chronological, Each week of pregnancy will be announced at the beginning of the chapter, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Married Melissa “Mel” King/Frank Langdon | Kingdon
Mel gets hungry in the middle of the night
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Week 17
Mel was placing the top slice on her sandwich with a satisfied grin when the main light of the kitchen was switched on, making her blink at the sudden flow of brightness.
“Mel? What are you doing?”
Frank was standing at the entrance of the kitchen, looking around and taking in the mess reigning in the room: the open cabinets, the various ingredients and utensils scattered on the counters, the pan on the stove, and the thick everything sandwich laying on a plate in front of her.
A slow smile spread on his lips.
“Well, I guess dinner wasn’t enough for you, Sweetheart.”
Mel blushed, trying to tidy up a little as he approached.
“I got hungry after, but I had enough at dinner,” she justified.
“And what do you crave right now?” He slid right next to her against the counter, placing a long kiss to her temple.
“Cheese,” she admitted. “Lots of cheese.”
The sandwich in front of her was literally a mix of all the cheese she’d found in the fridge: cheddar, mozzarella, parmesan, some brie, put together between two buttered slices and heated in the pan.
She tried not to blush when Frank smiled again.
“In that case, we’ll up the cheese budget for the next few months. I better keep you well-fed and happy. Anything else?”
She thought about the empty box of chocolate ice cream in the recycling bin and shrugged sheepishly. “Chocolate ice cream?”
“I’ll add that too. And know that I will keep a cheese sandwich in the break room fridge for you every shift we work together, and put one in your bag when I have to teach at the university.”
“You’re sure?” Her voice wasn’t.
He wrapped her in a tight hug, like she liked when she needed reassurance. Her small bump poked him, but it wasn’t a bother—she wondered briefly how it would be in the later months of her pregnancy.
“I want to keep you happy, Mel, because you’re going through a lot of changes, and you deserve that people take care of you. And I won’t judge you for your strange tastes during that time.”
Mel giggled. “Thank you, Frank.”
“You’re welcome. Now, enjoy your cheese feast while it’s still warm!”
While she ate, he put away everything that needed to be in the trash, or the dishwasher, or back in the fridge, all while chatting lightly with her. In the end, she only had a knife and a plate to put in the dishwasher, before Frank led her back to bed.
“I had a nice time,” she said sleepily, settling comfortably between his arms.
“Me too. Don’t hesitate to wake me when it happens in the future. I love talking with you.”
