76- Persephone

She woke up with the rain.

Leonidas had his hand around her body, his face buried into her neck while she stared outside the window of the Cabin, her breath steadying.

She was cold and though he was keeping her warm, she wanted to walk around because her back hurt.

So Persephone slowly peeled his hand off her body, the male making a small displeasing sound though he did not wake up and she stood up from the bed, staring at him.

His hair as always danced all over his face and it made her smile, bending to brush the ones on it and kissing her forehead.

Minutes later she had on a robe, a cup of tea in her hand as she stared at the raindrops on the glass, her other hand on her stomach.

The day was getting close.

Persephone before had found it hard to wake up everyday when she knew with each day, she got closer to giving birth but lately Leonidas barely even gave her room to have her own thoughts.

He stuck to her so tightly that she even sometimes wished he would let her be for a while.

So