X Reader Pregnant -

Instead, he pulled you into his chest so hard you almost toppled. His hand pressed flat against your still-flat belly, trembling.

“I thought you were leaving me,” he whispered into your hair. “I thought I’d done something wrong.”

“You’re…” His voice cracked. “You’re pregnant?” x reader pregnant

He stared at it. Then at your stomach. Then back at the two pink lines.

He pulled back just enough to look at you – eyes wet, fierce, softer than you’d ever seen. Instead, he pulled you into his chest so

You nodded, bracing for retreat. For cold logic. For “we can’t.”

You sobbed. “I was scared.”

You handed him the plastic stick without a word.