The past 8 months had flown by very quickly for the soon to be parents. Y/N only had a week or two before the baby was ready to come out. She was currently in nesting mode and wanted to rearrange the nursery while Shota was at work. 

She stood in the doorway of the nursery with a bowl of fruits. She munched on the food as she looked around the room. Mochi brushed past Y/N to explore the room. She hadn't been allowed in there yet, so of course, she was curious. 

Y/N set down the bowl and began moving things around.  She was only half an hour in before she couldn't do anymore. She let out groan as she rubbed her back after she pushed the small dresser near the window. She looked around the room, liking how everything was turning out she grabbed her bowl of fruit and plopped down in a chair that was near the crib and brushed her hair from her face. 

She rested a hand on her swollen stomach and smiled weakly. "You're making mommy very tired, little one. . " Her voice was soft, and the look on her face was fond as she felt a tiny kick. Their child hadn't started kicking until they were at the 7 month marker. She let out a soft laugh and began eating her sliced strawberries again.

Not long after she finished them, she was asleep, and the empy bowl had fallen to the floor. She was snoring softly, lips stained with strawberry juice.

Shota had made his way into their home and looked for her quietly. He knew not to wake her during one of her naps. He stood in the doorway, watching her fondly. He approached slowly and lifted her up, being as gentle as he could before bringing her to their bed. Before he could let go of her as he set her down, she pulled him down with her.

Shota's hand came out and caught himself before he could fall on her by accident. "My love -" a finger was pressed to his lips, and he was quieted. "Lay with me." She mumbled sleepily before turning over. Shota couldn't deny her that and lay down beside her, wrapping his arms around her middle.

She smiled and leaned back against him before falling back asleep. The baby was calm, so she was taking that time to rest. Shota didn't mind quiet time it also gave him time to rest as well, but at the moment, he was restless.

Shota's hand rubbed over his wife's stomach, occasionally slipping down to tease around the hem of her sleep shorts. Y/N shifted and grumbled softly in her sleep.

"Stop being naughty. . ." She mumbled and pulled a pillow to her chest. Shota chuckled and did as his wife wanted. He lay there with her, enjoying the moment.