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Piccolo stood silently on the Lookout, his keen senses attuned to every movement and sound. Lately, he had noticed subtle changes in Y/N's behavior—slight shifts in energy, small adjustments in her routine—that suggested something was different. Something significant.

He hadn't said anything to Y/N yet. It wasn't that he doubted her abilities or resilience, but he couldn't shake the protective instinct that had intensified in recent weeks. 

 Piccolo, stood at the edge, his usually stoic expression softened as he watched the others mingle. He couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation tinged with nervousness.

Y/N, his beloved, was late. Uncharacteristically so. Piccolo had noticed the subtle changes in her behavior over the past month—small adjustments in her routine, a slight fatigue in her movements that she tried to hide. He had known something was different but didn't dare voice his thoughts until he was certain.

Just a month ago, Piccolo had sensed a shift in Y/N's ki during their sparring sessions. There was an unfamiliar warmth, a gentle pulse that resonated differently than before. He had begun observing her more closely, quietly assessing her well-being, and subtly adjusting his protective instincts to accommodate this newfound awareness.

With a sigh, Piccolo leaped from the Lookout, soaring down towards her ki, landing silently beside Y/N. She turned at the sound, startled briefly before a smile spread across her face. "Piccolo," she greeted warmly, though she couldn't shake the unease in her own mind.

"You're late," Piccolo stated, his tone neutral but with a hint of concern that Y/N could always pick up on.

Y/N rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly. "Sorry, got a little lost in my thoughts," she admitted, not wanting to worry him unnecessarily. She glanced up at him, noting the lines of tension that seemed more pronounced lately. "Everything okay?"

Piccolo hesitated, then nodded. "Everything's fine," he replied, though his eyes searched hers for any hint of her own concerns.

Y/N nodded slowly, not entirely convinced. She took a deep breath, steeling herself to share the news that had been occupying her thoughts since that morning. 

"Piccolo," Y/N began, her voice tinged with a mixture of curiosity and concern. "There's something I need to tell you."

Piccolo turned fully to face her, his expression calm yet attentive. "Go ahead," he encouraged softly, his deep voice resonating across the tranquil atmosphere.

Y/N took a deep breath, her hands clasped in front of her nervously. "I... I just found out that I'm pregnant," she confessed, her eyes searching his for a reaction.

To her surprise, Piccolo's gaze softened, a knowing look in his eyes. "I know," he replied quietly.

Y/N blinked in confusion. "You... you know?" she repeated, surprised by his calm demeanor.

Piccolo nodded, his gaze unwavering. "I've known for about a month now," he admitted, his tone gentle. "I noticed the changes in your energy, the way you moved... I've been more aware."

Y/N's eyes widened in realization. "That's why you've been so... protective," she murmured, her heart warming at the thought of Piccolo's silent concern for her well-being.

"There's two of them in there."

Y/N's eyes widened in astonishment, her hands instinctively covering her abdomen. "Twins?" she breathed, overwhelmed by the realization. She looked up at Piccolo, her heart swelling with love and gratitude. "I... I can't believe it."

Piccolo nodded again, a faint hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "I wanted to be sure before saying anything," he explained, stepping closer to her. "I didn't want to alarm you."

Y/N reached out, taking Piccolo's hand in hers. "Thank you," she whispered gratefully, feeling a surge of love and appreciation for him. "I'm glad I have you."

Piccolo squeezed her hand gently, his touch reassuring. "You'll always have me," he assured her, his voice steady and sincere.

Feeling a sense of relief wash over her, Y/N leaned into Piccolo's embrace, feeling safe and cherished in his arms. They stood together in quiet understanding, their bond strengthened by the news of their growing family.

On an evening later that month, they gathered with their friends and family on the Lookout to share the joyous news. 

"I have an announcement," Piccolo began, his deep voice carrying across the gathering. "Y/N and I are expecting."

Gasps of surprise and delight echoed through the group as congratulations poured in. 

Gohan approached with a smile, placing a hand on Piccolo's shoulder. "You're going to be a great father," he said sincerely. 

Chi-Chi enveloped Y/N in a warm embrace, tears of joy glistening in her eyes. "I'm so happy for you," she murmured, her voice filled with emotion.

Bulma squealed with delight, rushing forward joining the hug. "Oh, congratulations!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine happiness. "You're going to be wonderful parents."

"It's about time you two told everyone," Goku chuckled, ruffling Goten's hair affectionately as they waited for the announcement.

Vegeta snorted, crossing his arms. "I sensed it the moment she walked in here," he muttered under his breath, though his sharp eyes softened slightly with a rare smile.

"I didn't expect everyone to already know," Y/N admitted with a laugh, feeling a bit sheepish.

Goku chuckled. "Well, with so many of us being ki users, it's kind of hard to hide something like that," he explained.

Piccolo nodded in agreement, a rare smile touching his lips. "I've been more aware of everything she does," he admitted, his tone gentle and protective. "I wanted to make sure she and the babies were safe."

Y/N smiled up at Piccolo gratefully, feeling a rush of love and admiration for him. "Thank you," she whispered, squeezing his hand affectionately.

Amidst the celebration, Piccolo stood by Y/N's side, his hand resting protectively on her lower back. She looked up at him, overwhelmed with love and gratitude for the man who had stood by her through everything. 

Later that evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the sky darkened into a canvas of twinkling stars, Piccolo and Y/N found a quiet moment together on the Lookout. They sat side by side, looking out over the peaceful landscape below.

"You know," Y/N began softly, breaking the comfortable silence between them, "I can't imagine going through this without you."

Piccolo turned to her, his eyes softening as he reached out to gently caress her cheek. "You won't have to," he assured her quietly. "I'll be here every step of the way."

Y/N leaned into his touch, feeling a surge of emotion welling up inside her. "I love you," she whispered, her voice filled with sincerity.

"I love you too," Piccolo replied, his voice steady and filled with warmth.

And as they sat together, gazing out at the stars, Y/N couldn't help but feel a deep sense of contentment

As the months passed, Piccolo and Y/N prepared for the arrival of their babies with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. Y/N's pregnancy progressed smoothly under Piccolo's watchful eye, his protective instincts in full force. They decorated a nursery at the lookout, filled with soft greens and soothing earth tones.

One sunny morning, Y/N went into labor, and Piccolo remained by her side through every moment. With help, they welcomed their son and daughter into the world—a girl with white hair, green skin, and pointy ears like Piccolo, and a boy with fair skin, white hair, and bright blue eyes like Y/n.

"They're beautiful," Y/N whispered tearfully, cradling their daughter while Piccolo held their son close. "She looks just like you," she added, looking up at Piccolo with overwhelming love.

Piccolo's heart swelled as he looked at his family, a sense of peace settling over him. "They're perfect," he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to Y/N's forehead. "Our family is perfect."

As they introduced their twins to the world, surrounded by the supportive presence of their loved ones, Y/N and Piccolo knew that this new chapter of their lives was just beginning—a chapter filled with love, protection, and the joy of parenthood.