Demi pouted as Onyx gripped the food out of the oven before she could even bend down.

Demi twisted her lips in annoyance, she was hitting her ten week mark. Onyx, to be blunt, was going into helicopter mode.

She was showing more than she thought she would by now. She supposed it was because her mate was an Alpha and of course his baby would be big. She was about 12 weeks along, with her tummy rounding out just enough to be noticeable.

They'd found out about four weeks ago.

Wolves carry for nine months and witches can vary depending on who their partner is.

She placed her hands on her hips and gave him an unimpressed look.

He only grunted and placed the food down. "You could've burned yourself."

Demi couldn't hold her irritated face for long, quickly pouting and burrowing into his side.

"You're such a worry wart. When's the last time you did something fun, handsome?"

He rubbed his hand up her back while toying with the fabric of her frilly dress. He side eyed her while dishing out their dinner for the night.

"I have fun with you."

She smiled at how sweet he was. But she also knew she was a handful. Her emotions were running rampant which meant her magic was running rampant.

Demi found herself between the void and the real world, she can't remember the last time she thought the walls were talking. Puberty probably, but here she was having entire conversations with spackle.

"You're allowed to go out, Onyx. Have fun you haven't hung out with your friends in a while. I feel bad."

Onyx huffed while frowning, "I don't like leaving you. It's not fun, I have fun here. Spending my time with you."

His shoulders were tense and he was cutting the lasagna a little aggressive.

Demi nodded slowly while pushing herself between him and the counter, gripping his shoulders. He knew what she wanted and lifted her to sit her on the counter.

He mumbled to himself while bending to rest his face against her stomach. She raked her fingers through his hair

"I just worry that you're stressing, you're going straight from pack work to taking care of me. I can do things too, you can go visit Georgie and the boys, have a beer."

"I don't want to have a beer if you can't have a beer," he kissed her small bump.

Demi chuckled breathily, tugging him up to look at her. "You're too good to me," she brushed his hair behind his ear.

His gaze flickered from her pretty eyes to her lips, kissing them lightly. "But you're still going to make me go out?"

She stifled a laugh at his miserable tone, "I'm not going to make you do anything baby. I just don't think it's healthy your sitting on all this worry. You're my big ball of anxiety." Her face was serious with a raise of her brow.

"I'm not," he whined quietly. "I have to take care of you and our pup."

"And you're doing such a good job, Griffin. The best baby daddy ever."

His cheeks turned pink and he tugged her closer to rest his face on her slender shoulder.

She hummed, "Boy or girl?"

"Either one. Just healthy, both of you. We need to see your mother soon and find out how to ease the tension of your magic."

"You can ease my tension," she smirked at her mate.

He snickered quietly before pulling away to insist she eats. Demi did not argue.

Later that week, Demi stumbled through the front door. Under her arms was a large case and a couple big bags.

She clumsily kicked off her shoes, almost tripping as Onyx rushed down the steps.

"What the hell?" He growled as he reached for her. "You said you were visiting the twins, not go shopping. I would've come to help you," he snatched multiple things out of her hold. He did a double take at the case.

"I never went to the twins, I got some things!"

"Another guitar?" He asked quietly as he glanced at his small mate.

"I wanted to get you another one! It's acoustic like the other one but it can be electric too!"

His shoulders fell a little, surprised at the gift. "You didn't have to do that princess," he looked at her with unsure eyes.

She smiled gently and pecked his lips. "Do you like it?"

He had flipped open the case and ran his hand over the black instrument.

"And I have one more thing but we can both do this," Demi held up the bags she had excitedly.

After a couple minutes, Onyx was sat down and suddenly Demi dumped multiple model lego sets on the table.

He blinked slowly, his hands resting on his thighs as he looked at his mate unsurely.

"Yay?"

She huffed quietly, her hands laying on her tummy.

"It's legos!"

"Legos?" He asked in a quiet tone. He looked at the pictures and small colored bricks.

"We build stuff. I thought you would like it, I wanted to do it with you," She took a seat next to him. Her dimples peaked as she grinned at Onyx, his heart melting.

His strong hand rubbed her swollen belly as he kissed her.

"No other reason, hm?" he hummed as he raised a brow.

Her cheeks heated up as she began setting out the legos. She rolled her lips as she fiddled, "I just want you to have a fun hobby. We can try new stuff every week. Like date nights."

He was smirking as he admired her, "You want to have a lego date with me?"

"I'd have any date with you, gorgeous." Demi was giggling to herself while pushing herself up onto her knees, reaching for bag number one.

She had already flipped open to build their model lamborghini set that she'd bought.

"When we finish it we should keep it and give it to the baby when their older," Demi hummed.

Onyx smiled at the thought as he began helping her.

"And I was thinking you could teach them to play the guitar and tell them the stories your mother told you growing up. Only if you want to," She peaked at him from underneath her lashes. He pressed gentle kisses up her neck while nodding eagerly.

"I think that's a good idea."

Within next two hour, Demi stared at Onyx who was taking these legos very seriously. He was hunched over the table, meticulously placing each lego in the correct spot as they built the interior of the car.

She tried to fight her smile as she watched him and munched on strawberries he'd gotten her.

To be honest, legos weren't even her cup of tea but luckily she listened to her gut and gotten multiple sets for him.

Demi stood, as she stepped towards the kitchen Onyx looked at her in alarm.

"Where're you going?"

She tried to hide her smile, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he hummed.

"I'm just going to get ready for bed."

Onyx looked around in surprise, "What time is it?"

Demi snorted and ran her fingers through his hair.

"My bed time."

Onyx groaned, snaking his arms around her. "Don't leave me," he whined as he pulled her into his lap.

"The excitement of those legos just wore me out I guess," Demi shrugged and sighed dramatically.

Onyx scoffed and pinched her playfully. "Next time we should do something you like," he whispered as he rest his head on her shoulder.

"I liked seeing you have so much fun."

Onyx shook his head, "Movie night next."

Demi grinned excitedly, "Okay but you have to finish the lambo for the both of us."

"I guess I'll just have to, hm?"

Demi couldn't stop smiling as she tugged him down against her lips, moaning lightly as he grumbled.

He held her face as his kisses grew harsher, Demi gasped and he slipped his tongue to caress her own. He tugged her impossibly closer, canines grazing her plump bottom lip.

She held onto his shirt desperately as she tried to keep up with his lips. Demi squeaked in surprise as he stood abruptly.

She pulled away for just a moment to breathe, he only gave her a second before diving back in. He walked them towards their bedroom.

"Are you," she began only to be cut off by his kisses. "Still going to like me when I'm super pregnant?" Demi managed to get out between breaths.

He pressed her gently, but firmly against their bed.

He narrowed his eyes at her while pressing kisses down her chest, gripping the neck of her shirt and tearing it down the middle.

"Don't ask stupid questions."

"Griffin I liked that shirt."

He huffed a laugh and flopped to lie down besides her. Demi sat up, in small shorts and the tank top she wore under her shirt.

She swung her leg over him to straddle his waist. "What're you're favorite names, quick off the top of your head?"

Onyx hummed, checking her out in all her glory.

His mate was so pretty.

She snapped in his face as he was quiet for a while, staring at her.

His black eyes darted back to her face, he swatted her hand away with a grunt.

"You first," he ran his hands up her ribs gently.

Demi tapped her lips in thought. He knew she was just being theatrical- in reality she had an entire list of names.

"I like the names Ophelia, Rowan, Poppy, Evelyn, Quinn. I was looking at Russian names to honor your mom... Nikolai...Maxim for boys. For girls... Mila, Alina, there's so many..."

Onyx cut her off so she'd take a breath between words.

"Those are all good names baby. I don't know if we need to do that for my mom... I want us to pick a name because we like it. I feel like we're going to have a girl, I feel it in my gut."

Demi smiled, "You're gut? You know what I feel in my gut?"

He glanced at her small bump, "Oh I'm not sure what you could possibly feel in your gut..." He trailed off with a smirk.

She giggled and laid on top of him to snuggle into his warmth.

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i really liked this chapter i think it's funny to think of Onyx being a lego enthusiast lolol