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Started July 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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"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.

(Yo, yeah sorry I have a club on Tuesday that goes pretty late for me)

Razin led her down the stairs to the kitchen, "So, what do you want?"

Lil shrugged and tightened her grip on his hand.

"Okay," He said softly, "How about we just take up a few snacks?"

She nodded a little. "Okay."

He grabbed out a few packets of crisps, biscuits and popcorn and carried them to the living room, dumping them on the coffee table.