*Dahlia*
I wake up feeling kind of weird and decide to get some cold water in my face. So I get out of bed, trying not to wake Bren. But soon I find myself hanging over the toilet throwing up violently.
"Darling ? What is going on ?" I hear Bren's very tired voice, but I am not capable of answering him. Seconds later I feel his big hands pulling my hair away, and gently supporting my forehead. "Oh s**t, are you sick ?"
I glare up at him, not really able to talk.
"Oh sorry, stupid question". He says sheepishly. "You didn't drink anything last night... Oh wait, is it morning sickness ? I think it is pretty normal".
I feel like a rag getting wrung. "Shut the f**k up Bren, you talk to much". Then I throw up again.
When I have nothing left in my stomach to throw up, Bren takes a da
