biggreeneyedangel:

i’m as good as dead atm. omfg

billkaulitzthimagines:

‘Bill can you pick up some soap while you’re out?’ You ask walking out of the bathroom.
‘Soap? We’ve got plenty of soap. What do you need more for?’
‘That’s lavender soap! I want peach soap.’
Bill glances at you from the corner of his eye, his eyebrow raised as he reaches for his jacket.
‘You’re not gonna eat it are you?’
‘Uh…’
‘Oh gott. This is another one of those wierd pregnancy cravings isnt it? Sweetie please don’t eat soap! Gott knows what it would do to you, and the baby!’
‘But it looks soo good!’
‘I assure you it doesnt taste good.’
‘Pleaaaaaaaase Bill!’
‘But soap, sweetie? That’s more weird than your cravings for face creams.’
‘Yeah they didn’t turn out to be very nice after a while. They have that awful chemical taste.’ You screw your face up in a grimace and Bill chuckles.
‘You went through those things like they where going out of fashion, and none of them actually ended up on your face.’ He smiles.
You’re not listening, just thinking about soap.
‘I really, really, really want some soap. Peach, Strawberry and Melon.’
Bill rolls his eyes and shakes his head at you.
‘Do they even sell Melon soap?’
‘Lush.’
‘What?’
‘Lush. They sell all sorts. They have a honey soap too. Get me some of that!’
‘Honey soap? Wow.’
‘You know, Bill. It’s not me that wants the soap. It’s the baby.’
‘Huh?’
‘You really think I’d eat face cream if I wasn’t pregnant?’
‘I don’t know. You ate some really weird stuff back then too.’
You frown, crossing your arms over your chest.
‘Nutella on toast is not weird.’
‘Whatver, I’m going.’ he leans over to you, kissing from your forehead to to your lips sweetly. ‘I won’t be long. Don’t have the baby while I’m out.’ he smiles, his hand gently caressing your stomach before he kisses that too. ‘I love you. Both of you. Later.’
He blows you a kiss as he walks to the front door, and a couple minutes later you hear the car start up as he drives to the supermarket.
You usually join him, but your stomach has gotten so big, you can’t walk around for long before your back starts to ache, also the last time you went you where putting all sorts of things in the trolley you suddenly had cravings for. From normal food you didn’t like originally to washing powder. Bill usually isn’t easily embarrassed, but you running around the isles with a baby bump picking up a deodorant stick and shouting ‘I bet this would taste amazing with a bit of cheese on top.’ had him flushing scarlett red with embarrassment.
You stay on the couch watching tv while Bill’s out, resisting the urge to raid the bathroom cupboard for something to eat. You resort to a bowl of Cheerios, but they don’t taste right, so you end up feeding the rest of them to Bill’s dog. Sighing, you sit back on the couch waiting for Bill, and you end up nodding off.
You jump awake about an hour later when you hear Bill’s key in the door.
‘Honey, I’m home!’ you can hear the smile in his voice. ‘And I come with soap. Peach, strawberry, melon and honey.’
‘Ooh yum.’
You follow him to the kitchen and he hands you a lush bag filled with soap.
‘Bon appetite’ he mutters, grimacing a little when you take the peach soap out and start sucking on it.
‘Ugh, that tastes so good! Have we got any ice cream? I bet it would go so well with that.’
He puts his face in his hands, shaking his head, muttering ‘1 month left, 1 month left.’ to himself.’ Before turning to you. ‘In the freezer.’
You finish your soap, not actually eating them, sucking on them.
‘Wow you went through those quick.’ Bill says, binning the bag. ‘Do I have to go and hide the other soaps now?’
‘No. They’re lavender.’ You say as if that explains everything.’
‘Okayy.’ Bill mutters, confused.’You better go and brush your teeth. There’s no way I’m kissing you with that mouth.’
Shocked, you start to tear up. ‘Wh-what?’
Hearing the upset in your voice, Bill runs into the living room.
‘What?’
‘You don’t want to kiss me anymore?’ you whisper, your bottom lip trembling.
‘No, no, no sweetie I didn’t mean it like that!’ he says gathering you up in arms. ‘Ugh I forgot your hormones where all over the place. I meant I don’t want to taste soap in my mouth when I kiss you.’
You frown suddenly angry.
‘That soap is tasty!’
‘Im sure it is sweetheart.’
You sit in silence for a few minutes while you try to get your mood back to normal , Bills arms still round you, kissing your forhead. You raise your eyebrows when you see a vase of roses Bill bought you a couple days ago.
Bill spots you and looks at you nervously.
‘Uh, baby what are you thinking?’
‘How good them rose petals would taste.’
You hear him groan to himself before shaking his head.
‘Oh gott. I’m gonna come home from work to a flower less house!’