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“No no, put that down!” Mateo says, wagging his finger disapprovingly towards you. Mateo, with the help of his little sister, was getting the nursery ready for the babies arrival in just another few weeks. you had been insisting that they could help, but Mateo refused - the doctor said you should rest as much as possible before the baby comes and Mateo was strictly following those orders.
Gently plucking the paint brush from their hands, Mateo pushed some of their hair out of their face and smiled softly, his thumb brushing over the apple of their cheek. “I know you want to help, mi amor, but you need to rest, hm? Órdenes del médico.”
Mateo knew how hard it was for you, how independent they usually were and his heart did ache for them, feeling bad for taking their independence away. He was protective, overly so at times, but he wanted them and their baby as healthy as they possibly could be. Mateo knew they understood, even as they pouted and pleaded with him at times.
“Why don’t I make you a snack, hm?” He smiles softly, his hand gently caressing their swollen belly. “And you can return to your nest, sí?”
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