[She's through with staring at the bright pink of the pregnancy test packaging, internally lambasting herself for choosing a brand for its familiar, obnoxious colouring instead of something more subdued. But the sleeker looking packages were the needlessly more expensive ones, and it's not something they could afford to waste money on.
But, just as she's about to lay her face down on the table, Legosi reaches over to run his hand along the top of her head, his touch more soothing that what she'd have gotten from pressing her forehead against a hard surface. The rhythmic warmth of his fingers brushing over her fine fur, down along her ears, it grounds her in a way that reassures her that, no matter what, she has him.
And, for as independent as she may be, strong and resilient, she no longer feels weak admitting to herself that she needs him in the same way that he probably feels he needs her. Even when he says and does things that annoy her.
She's quiet, eyes closing as she relinquishes her nervous feelings to simply focus on his voice and his touch, moving only to accommodate the way the world seems to shift when he takes his spot at her side. He's warm, close, smelling of grease and residual food smells from his job. And it...eugh, turns her stomach in a way that's not intentional but just a reminder of how off and on she's been in terms of her general wellness and how she feels.
Still, she leans in to the kiss at his temple, flopping the full weight of her body into him. And when the wave of nausea ebbs away into nothing, she allows herself another moment. The here and now before taking a test that may determine the fate of their lives and future, or...well, they'll have to visit a doctor regardless of the results anyway.]
...I smell different? It smells? [said suddenly, unintentionally sounding highly offended. Because, she knows just how strong a canine's nose is, and she's fully aware of Legosi committing her scent to memory. But sometimes it escapes her just how sensitive his sense of smell is, and suddenly she's all at once feeling very self conscious.
But Legosi's initial thoughts were right. It's a rock and a hard place, telling your girlfriend she suddenly smells weird. Still, Haru feels slightly flushed, nervousness rising back up in the wake of now knowing she smells different, and she leans forward to grab the test sitting at the center of the table. She tears it open, it's a pack of two, and takes one of the wrapped test out, staring down at it and flicking one ear nervously before standing up, heading towards the door to use the communal bathroom of the apartment complex.]
Stay here. I'll be back.
[Said while exiting. And she keeps the door cracked open for another second or so to peer back at him commandingly, before finally shutting it and...leaving Legosi alone with his thoughts for as long as it takes to-- well, you know.
She really hopes she doesn't run into Zaguan on her way back. Having to pee on a stick is embarrassing enough.]
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[She's through with staring at the bright pink of the pregnancy test packaging, internally lambasting herself for choosing a brand for its familiar, obnoxious colouring instead of something more subdued. But the sleeker looking packages were the needlessly more expensive ones, and it's not something they could afford to waste money on.
But, just as she's about to lay her face down on the table, Legosi reaches over to run his hand along the top of her head, his touch more soothing that what she'd have gotten from pressing her forehead against a hard surface. The rhythmic warmth of his fingers brushing over her fine fur, down along her ears, it grounds her in a way that reassures her that, no matter what, she has him.
And, for as independent as she may be, strong and resilient, she no longer feels weak admitting to herself that she needs him in the same way that he probably feels he needs her. Even when he says and does things that annoy her.
She's quiet, eyes closing as she relinquishes her nervous feelings to simply focus on his voice and his touch, moving only to accommodate the way the world seems to shift when he takes his spot at her side. He's warm, close, smelling of grease and residual food smells from his job. And it...eugh, turns her stomach in a way that's not intentional but just a reminder of how off and on she's been in terms of her general wellness and how she feels.
Still, she leans in to the kiss at his temple, flopping the full weight of her body into him. And when the wave of nausea ebbs away into nothing, she allows herself another moment. The here and now before taking a test that may determine the fate of their lives and future, or...well, they'll have to visit a doctor regardless of the results anyway.]
...I smell different? It smells? [said suddenly, unintentionally sounding highly offended. Because, she knows just how strong a canine's nose is, and she's fully aware of Legosi committing her scent to memory. But sometimes it escapes her just how sensitive his sense of smell is, and suddenly she's all at once feeling very self conscious.
But Legosi's initial thoughts were right. It's a rock and a hard place, telling your girlfriend she suddenly smells weird. Still, Haru feels slightly flushed, nervousness rising back up in the wake of now knowing she smells different, and she leans forward to grab the test sitting at the center of the table. She tears it open, it's a pack of two, and takes one of the wrapped test out, staring down at it and flicking one ear nervously before standing up, heading towards the door to use the communal bathroom of the apartment complex.]
Stay here. I'll be back.
[Said while exiting. And she keeps the door cracked open for another second or so to peer back at him commandingly, before finally shutting it and...leaving Legosi alone with his thoughts for as long as it takes to-- well, you know.
She really hopes she doesn't run into Zaguan on her way back. Having to pee on a stick is embarrassing enough.]