[Lovebite]

It had only been a few days before Archie was showing, even slightly and he was feeling... off. Despite being bloated in his stomach and tight in his chest, this was a different feeling all together and he didn't like it. He came home one day, later than usual, looking exhausted as he shook off the snow from his body. It was supposed to be spring time and yet here it was snowing buckets, though he was used to it, living in the north. He wanted to complain about something, though didn't know what, so he simply frowned the entire way to his room. The boys left him alone when he was like this, learning from experience when their birth father wasn't in the mood to be trifiled with. His head was in his hands when Lucien came to check on him, standing at the window with half of his clothes taken off already. Though he seemed to give up halfway through, he hated being pregnant, he wasn't made for it and yet here he was expecting again.