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"I'm fine, Jaime. I don't need you to come with me," Brienne said with exasperation as she slowed her pace to allow him to catch up.
She could not quite understand Jaime's behavior lately. At first Brienne hadn't minded takeout from her favorite restaurant after a long day at work or the apartment already being cleaned after the Saturday afternoon nap that had become routine as of late. Or the basket of laundry being haphazardly folded on her bed. It was nice at first. But little by little it started becoming more irritating and frustrating than helpful because...everything was getting done without her having to. She just wasn't sure how to tell him she didn't need his help without hurting his feelings.
And so rather than blow up on him after he took the dishes out of her hand and shooing her into the living room, she decided to go for a jog. It had been working in relieving some of her frustration...until he decided to join her about halfway through her normal route.
"I just don't want anything to happen," Jaime replied with a bit of huffing. "You didn't even bring your phone with you."
"Yes, that was intentional," Brienne retorted. "Nothing is going to happen. Just like nothing is going to happen if I wash my own dishes or fold my own laundry."
"What does that mean?"
"It means I am pregnant. I didn't lose a hand or something and I can do things on my own."
"I'm just trying to - Brienne? What's wrong?"
She had stopped very suddenly and was standing there in the middle of the sidewalk clutching her stomach. Blue eyes wide with surprise.
"Brienne?" He tried again when she failed to respond.
"I felt something," She almost whispered.
"What?"
"I think I just felt the baby kick."
Without thinking Brienne grabbed his hand and put it against the lower right side of her belly. Jaime stood there awkwardly with his face scrunched in confusion when nothing happened. Then out of no where, he felt it and his eyes shot up hers incredulous. She had a wide toothy grin as they felt another kick, and then another before the baby seemed to tire of performing for them and stopped. But still they stood a block from home staring at each other. She thought for a second that he might kiss her when his eyes darted to her lips and he began to lean forward.
They were startled by a bark and then a pair of furry legs against their hips. She pulled away, letting his hand fall back to his side, knowing her cheeks were probably starting to turn red. This was ridiculous. What was she doing? He was her best friend and roommate no less. It was probably all the hormones getting to her. He wasn't just about to kiss her and she wasn't just about to kiss him back if he had.
Neither one of them said a word as they walked the rest of the way home, both their hearts thumping hard inside their chests. They still said nothing as they settled down in the living room and picked a random movie playing on TV. They did not talk about what almost just happened though both of them desperately wanted to.