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Huffing in annoyance, he felt sharp jabs on all sides of his middle as he stopped to lean against the wall of the hallway. He was originally on his way to the currently in progress nursery to check on how the three stooges were doing, but that could wait until after another trip to the bathroom.
"Matt what the hell are you doing?" Or maybe it couldn't. Hearing a crash and a few yelps, he waddled his way down to the open door of the nursery where the window was open, cool late fall air entering the house. Shivering slightly at the cold air, he peeked into the room, the sight before him causing him to stifle laughter. There standing in the middle of the room were his three boyfriends, covered head to toe in wet paint. Holding his hand over his mouth while the other was placed at the lower part of his bump, he tried to keep calm as he spoke up. Goosebumps ran up his arms as the breeze entered the room.
"W-what happened in here?" There was no hiding that there was a laugh behind his voice. Tom sighed before giving a glare to the ginger.
"Matt was carrying an open can of paint and decided to do /something/. He slipped on a puddle of wet paint and knocked into the two of us." Tord could not hold back his laughter anymore, he was near hysterical. The sounds of the other three joining in on the laughter made it all the more enjoyable. His eyes widened as he felt a growing warmth spread across his front, his laughter trailing off as he realized that his muscles relaxed. Blushing brightly he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Yep, he didn't make it in time.
"Well, we were just finishing up. How about we clean up a bit in here and all of us hop in the shower. You shouldn't even be in here Tord, don't want you getting sick from the fumes. Why don't you go get ready, we'll join you in a few minutes." Nodding stiffly at Edd's words, he made his way to the bathroom before stripping out of his soiled clothes. Carefully bending over, he picked up his wet clothes and tossed them into the laundry basket before starting the shower. As he waited for the water to warm up, he ran both hands over his bump. The twins were calm after he had left their room, he hoped that they were asleep. Tord almost couldn't wait until they were ready to come out, almost because he was quite fearful of going into labor. During one of his appointment with Dr. Mari he had watched while another patient was going through her own labor. It looked painful. And yes, he may have dealt with bullet wounds, burn marks, and nearly loosing his eye, but he could tell that it would be much more painful to go through labor.
Being shaken from his thoughts, he looked over at the doorway where his boyfriends were standing, all three out of their paint covered clothes. Blushing lightly, he checked the temperature of the water before stepping into the shower being followed by the other three.
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Walking into the kitchen after changing into his night clothes, he tried to think of what he wanted. Waddling around the room he smiled to himself as he got things ready. He began humming a soft tune he remembered hearing in Norway as he cooked for himself, not hearing someone enter the kitchen behind him. A pair of arms curled around his waist, two hands laying on his middle as he felt a chin rest on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" A soft kiss to his cheek had him blush lightly. He reached up into the cabinet before pulling out a jar of peanut butter, a jar of nutella, and white chocolate chips. Placing all three into the counter next to a bag of chips.
"I'm hungry so I'm fixing myself something to eat." Pulling a bowl out he dumped a few scoops of each the peanut butter, the nutella, and about a quarter of the bag of white chocolate chips as the microwave beeped. Pulling a paper plate out of the microwave he replaced it with the bowl of sweets before heating it up. Putting the white chocolate and the peanut butter back up in their places he spooned out a few scoops of the hazelnut spread onto the plate before putting that away. Feeling the head on his shoulder move away he pouted softly as the other spoke.
"What the hell are you making?" Turning to face Tom he placed his hand on top of his bump, his mouth still pouting. Waddling to the fridge he pulls out the jar of pickles and walks back over to his workstation.
"I'm making a burrito with nutella, and melting peanut butter, nutella and white chocolate chips before I add pickle juice to that so I can dip grilled cheese and ketchup flavored chips in it." Smiling proudly, he opened the jar on the counter as he heard the microwave beep. Pulling the bowl out of the appliance he placed it in the counter before pouring some of the pickle juice into the bowl. Putting the jar back into the fridge he stirred the mixture up. Glancing back at his boyfriend he giggled at seeing the expression on his face before collecting his meal. Placing it on the table he licked the spoon he used to stir up the dip he made. Hearing Tom run from the room he shrugged it off before starting to eat.
"Tord? Do you know why Tom ran... into the.... bathroom...." Hearing Edd sigh softly and shake his head he looked over to the brunette innocently. "I understand perfectly well now. We love you Tord, but please warn us when you get a craving." Feeling lips pressed to his temple, he smiled softly. Swallowing what was in his mouth he looked up at his brunette boyfriend.
"Love you too~" Sticking his tongue out he laughed softly before going back to eating.
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"Hey babe are yo-"
"Stop asking that! All three of you shut up already about that! I feel perfectly fine. And I'll tell you when something happens okay?" Huffing under his breath, he let both his hands rest under his belly, the twins more than comfortable inside him. He was due any day now but it looked like the twins wanted to stay put. The constant questions about how he was feeling from all three of his boyfriends were starting to get on his nerves. Pushing himself up from the couch, he used his right arm to keep his middle from setting his balance off too much, his left hand holding the arm of the couch.
"Tord where are you going? Do you need help?" Edd spoke from where he was sitting on the couch, moving to get up so he could help Tord with whatever he needed.
"I'm going to the bathroom. I don't need help, so let me be!" Cursing under his breath he waddled down the hall to the bathroom. He knew they were just worried and trying to be prepared for when it was actually time, but the way all three followed him like lost puppies was annoying him to no end. After his trip to the bathroom, he walked down the hall to the nursery. Smiling at the finished room he absentmindedly rubbed his middle, the babies calming down at the attention from their maternal parent. Tord couldn't wait to finally meet his babies, feeling more than ready to finally become a mama. Yeah, despite what others in his position might think he wanted to be known as the mom. He felt like he fit that title too well.
Looking around the room, he smiled. The walls were painted a light teal that darkened the further down the wall it was. The ceiling was a light blue turning into the same shade of teal that was at the top of the walls. The furniture was a dark cherry oak, the mattresses in the cribs were white with light blue and light pink covers on them. The changing table had a light green pad on it, the drawers filled with diapers and wipes that probably wouldn't last long after the twins were born. The dresser sat between the cribs, a lamp sitting on top with two teddy bears, one on either side. The dresser drawers filled with onsies and other assorted clothes for both twins. And finally the rocking chair, sitting next to the window with a light red cushion on it. The window had light purple curtains that were tied apart to let light into the room, the view of snow outside the window. Over each crib was a space on the wall where they could put the name of each at, the names being debated for the boy. There was a unanimous agreement on what to name the girl, her name being Delilah Lynn; but for the boy they were stuck between two names, those being Elijah Michael and Jonas Theodore.
"Can't believe that the only thing missing from here are the twins. We're sorry for badgering you. We're all just worried, we want to make sure nothing goes wrong when it's finally time." Sighing softly he reached his arm back to rub Edd's head, glancing over to the door he could see both Tom and Matt standing there.
"I understand. It's just annoying when you're all constantly asking me. Every once in a while sure but every five minutes is driving me crazy."
"Want to sit in the rocking chair love? I think the last package of clothes came in." Nodding to Tom he smiled before being led to the chair, chuckling softly as a picture was taken of him. Matt ran off to retrieve the package handing it to Tord as soon as he had come back into the room. Tord watched and laughed as his three boyfriends sat on the floor Indian style facing him, almost making him feel like an elementary teacher during story time. Opening the package he held up each piece of cloth showing it to the other three. By god he loved these three.