Susan #87 - House Tour (Patreon)

A bit of a short entry, this one! It's been a while since I last wrote it, so I was kinda surprised to see it like that. (that and I really oughta look into improving the rig of the male body...)

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October 4, 2017 - (11 days after #86, 15 weeks into Susan's pregnancy)

Nathan crossed his arms, scratching his beard in satisfaction. “Yeah. I can totally see this working as the kids room.”

Susan was behind him, following his lead as she did when the real estate agent did the initial tour. At most she nodded with an ‘uh-huh’, with the tone at which she said it as the main indicator for how much she agreed or disagreed with.

“We can have two bunk-beds in the corner here. I’ve seen ones online where you can take out the bottom bed for additional storage. So in the case of triplets, it will still be a good purchase... Though with that said, it’s not going to be relevant until they’re at least a couple of years old.” He paused for a moment, his eyes narrowed as the gears continued to rev in his brain. “Should be good? Probably... What do you think Suu?”

Susan meanwhile was enamored by the view outside, her eyes wishing she could be anywhere else but here.

“Susan?”

She snapped out of her trance. “H-huh?”

“You okay?” He reached up to caress her shoulder. “I’m probably being too intense with all of this, I’m sorry.”

“Nono it’s fine... I don’t think- I’ve just been in a meh mood today. I’m not sure if it’s the apartment or mood swings or...” Her voice tapered off as she looked away.

“That’s totally fine, not to worry.” Nathan positioned himself behind her, gracefully holding both of her hands and resting his head onto hers. “We’re early with this anyway. If it’s too much then I’ll see if I can look on my own... or your parents could come along to share their thoughts and insights...”

Nathan paused for a moment. “Whichever the case...” He brought both pair of hands down to the small curve of her belly. As the weeks passed into the second trimester, it continued to increase its presence. Yet with her current outfit one would only see it from a side view. “-Imagine our kids running around in here, with toys in tow. One is drawing us hand in hand with her brothers and sisters, the second wearing a cape pretending to be a super hero... And we’d be standing by the door looking as proud as we ever could be.”

Susan leaned her head onto him, chuckling to herself. “Hehe, yeah...”