The Demons Making a Living RP (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

He glanced over "You good?" He asked, placing one of his hands over hers.

She looked at him out of the corner of her eye. "Yeah, I suppose."

"Okay, well don't worry. We'll be home soon and you can eat all you want," He turned right. 10 minutes later he parked in their driveway and got their shopping in.

Lil stayed in the car until he was bringing in the last bag, and she carefully kicked off her shoes and followed him carefully up the steps, still exceedingly nervous.

When he dropped the last bag in the kitchen he went back to the hallway to slip off his shoes. He went back to the kitchen and started unpacking.

Lil carefully made her way into the living room and sat down in the rocking chair. She carefully eased into the chair and glanced around the room nervously, as if expecting something to jump out at her and maul her.

He finished unpacking everything, going to the living room with Lil's new clothes and the baby things in his arms. He stopped in the doorway, "Hey," He said softly, "Everything's unpacked if you want to go make yourself something. I'll put these in our room then I'll be back down."

Lil gave him a puppy-worried look and stood. "I'll come with you." She walked over and grabbed his arm.

He nodded and them up the stairs to their room, "Shall we put these away now?" He asked, indicating to the stuff he had just dumped on their bed.

Lil nodded. "Okay."

"If you do the clothes I'll do the toys," He suggested, grabbing a small white bear they had gotten.

Lil smiled a little at the little bear as she folded up the little clothes.

"Gosh, these things are tiny," He muttered, picking up a packet of dummies.

Lil carefully put the clothes down in their dresser and went back over to Razin hastily, as if he were to blow up without her there.

"Shall we take these into their room?" He asked, holding a bag of baby things.

"We'll have to clear out the furnishings, right?"

"Yeah, well we can do that next weekend where we have time to."

"Okay, Razin," Lil agreed softly.

He smiled slightly, wrapping his arms around her, "We're going to be alright."

Lil hugged him back and leaned her head into his chest. "But, what if–"

"No," He interrupted, "Nothing bad is going to happen to me or you or the baby. We're going to be alright."

Lil made a little worried noise and reminded herself of ALL that could happen to an infant. "But what about–"

He hushed her once more, rubbing circles on her back, "Nothing bad is going to happen, I won't let it. I promise you."

She made a worried whimper in her throat and hugged him tighter, still worried.

"It will be okay," He mumbled, "It will all be okay."

Lil pressed her face harder into his chest and faintly whimpered dog-like again.

"How about we go make some food then snuggle on the couch until we fall asleep."

Lil nodded a little. "Okay." She sounded close to tears, which was rare for her.

(Whoop and I gtg)

"Okay," He pulled away but grabbed her hand, intertwining their fingers. He leaned forward to kiss her forehead.

(Awwww byeee try and come earlier than what you did today, pllllaaaaseee)

Lil let him, squeezed his hand and turned a faint red.