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I just sat on the cold tiles of Best Jeanist's office bathroom, staring at the fifth plus-sign I had seen that evening. The first one made me start laughing. The second and third had me laughing, but in the way an asylum patient would in the dead of night. The fourth had me pacing in a panic. This one, on the other hand, had me completely catatonic.

"I would offer my congratulations, but something tells me this isn't something you wish to celebrate..." Jeanist murmured as he leant against the wall; having only just re-entered once I hadn't responded to him for about ten minutes. Shaking my head, I couldn't even manage to look up at him.
"I..it's not that I...don't want a kid...It's just...This is fast...Too fast..."

It hadn't even been a year, and already I was engaged to Hawks, and now, by luck; perhaps some cruel joke from above, I was pregnant with his child.

"Hawks is the epitome of fast..." Jeanist sighed; his voice less stern than it usually was. "He's never really known the meaning of slow and steady, but, perhaps this could teach him...You know he's going to be ecstatic..." Of course I knew that, and that was one of the many reasons why I didn't want to tell him. Hawks was protective by nature, and it was obvious that, the moment I told him, he would go into overdrive.

That's...if he's ever even home long enough to have a proper conversation...

"But..." I lifted my head to stare up at the denim-clad hero; (E/C) eyes pooling with tears. "...but wh..what if I suck as a mother..?" His own eyes widened a little as I began to quietly sob on the floor; clutching the fifth and final test against my chest.
"Preposterous. You are going to make an amazing mother, (Y/N). Why ever would you think such stupid thoughts?" Surprisingly, Jeanist approached and knelt down on the floor beside me; risking the expensive material of his suit.

"B..because...I don't know how to do it..! I only ever had Akitsugu growing up! What if I yell at it?! Wh..what if I hurt its feelings?! Wh..what if it hates me..?!" I was quickly losing my mind over every little thought, and I only began to cry harder as I was pulled under the blond's arm.
"No parent is perfect...but I know for a fact that this child will never hate you...Please stop being so absurd...You're scared, that's all. This is a big thing, after all. It's natural..."

B..but...

It was quiet for a while, apart from my sobs, but I finally pulled back from him and stared back down at the positive symbol on the small, plastic stick.
"H..Hawks is barely home anymore...I..I don't know where he goes...but...what if he's..?" I stopped whimpering as I received a firm, yet light chop upon the crown of my head, and I slowly turned my attention back to my older, much wiser friend.

"Did I not just tell you to stop with the absurdities? Hawks may be an idiot, but he's a faithful idiot. I can hardly share words with the guy without him yammering on about how much he loves you. He's the number two hero now, (Y/N)...He's gotten busy, and that just happens sometimes. Things will calm down, I assure you."

"T..Tsunagu..." I sniffled and rubbed the top of my head, even though his little bop hadn't hurt. I was grateful to his man, even though he could be rather blunt and cold at times. His heart was always in the right place, and he really had been a lifesaver over the last few months.

With a slight grunt and wince, he stood back on his feet and offered me his hand.
"Come on...Let's get you cleaned up. I already instructed Ms. Joke to take the students home, so you needn't worry about that. I'll see you back to your apartment."

"Thank you..." I mustered up a weak smile as I took his hand and used it as leverage to pull myself to a stand; the test still held tight in my hot little hand. I placed it carefully on the counter as I turned on the faucet to wash my face when Best Jeanist coughed and caught my eyes in the reflection of the mirror.
"So...are you going to tell him..?"

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I didn't want to. All I wanted was to curl up and sleep for a decade, but I knew it would be worse to put it off. There wasn't even any certainty that Hawks would come home for the night, but there I was; blanket thrown carelessly over my lower half on the sofa, waiting for him to fly through the skylight. It was nearing two in the morning, and my hope was dwindling. I honestly thought I would feel relieved, but then I realised that it would mean I would have to sit on it for another day, at least. That would be detrimental to my psyche.

Just as I was about to give up and head off to bed, my attention was captured by my soon-to-be husband, who less than gracefully descended through the hole in the ceiling; stretching his arms above his head. It took him a few moments to notice my presence, but when he did, he seemed to be a mix of confused and concerned.

"Oh...What are you doing up at this hour, Sunshine..?" He asked with guilt lacing his voice. I refused to meet his eyes as I pinched at the thin material of my blanket and shrugged my shoulders.
"Waiting for you, I guess..." My breath caught in my throat as I heard him removing his boots and coat; swallowing thickly as I felt him sit down beside me and cover my fidgety hand with his.
"I'm so sorry..." He started, but I ended up tuning out his excuse. It was always the same, anyway.

You're always sorry...

"...y you didn't just go to sleep? You look so drained..." My attention was regained as he cupped my cheek, and his palm against my skin made some of my bitterness subside. Taking a deep, shaky breath, I finally met his worried amber eyes. Whenever they looked at me, I felt like I was such a fool. It was like I was the only thing he saw, and I felt horrible thinking that he was capable of anything bad, like I had started to suspect.

"Th..there's something I need to tell you..." I almost choked out, and he immediately looked panicked. He moved his hand from my face and shifted closer; placing it on my thigh and straightening his back, as though he was preparing for something.

"You...don't want to call off the engagement...do you..?" My head quickly whipped back and forth as I realised that was why he looked so nervous.
"N..no! No no no, n..not at all! That's...not it..." I groaned a little and squeezed my eyes shut; pinching the bridge of my nose to try and compose my flyaway thoughts. "Well...I was wondering why I'd been really sick the last couple of weeks, and-"

"You've been sick?!" All I could do was squeak as his hand found my face again, along with his other; squeezing my cheeks like the idiot sandwich I was. "Why didn't you tell me?! Are you dying?! Is it bird flu?!" Annoyance was swelling in my gut, but that's what made his reaction okay. The man I fell in love with was the most annoying being on the planet, and I wouldn't dare change that.

"F..fuckwit...No...Plus, you've been so busy lately...I didn't want to be a bother..." He went to retort my reasoning, but I interjected with a finger to his lips. "Just...shut the fuck up and listen, Birdbrain..."

Here goes nothing...

I took in as much oxygen as my lungs would allow, and as I exhaled I focused on his attentive amber hues. I was terrified, but a woman's gotta do what a woman's gotta do.
"Tsunagu suggested a reason behind it...and..he was right..." My lip was trying to find its way between my teeth, but I wouldn't allow it, which resulted in me making one heck of an awkward expression. "So...long story short...I'm...I'm a little...pregnant..?"

Fucking hell, (Y/N), you awkward fuck! A little pregnant..?! How about a LOT pregnant?! Argh!

Hawks' complete and utter silence scared me senseless, but when that first tear slipped down his cheek, I was blown away. He didn't say a word for the longest time, and just as I was ready to give him a nice, hard slap to snap him out of it, he threw his arms around me and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

"I'm...I'm gonna be a dad..? A real dad..? You're gonna be a mama..? We're going to be a mum and dad..?" He kept repeating this jibberish over and over, and I could feel his tears dripping down over my skin, which had me starting to cry, too. He sat back; just enough to give me a long, gentle kiss, where I could feel his lips being stretched into the widest grin I had ever seen. "I love you so much, (Y/N)..! I've never been so happy!"

Holy fuck, I am so in love with this loser it isn't even funny...

"I love you too..." I wiped my face with the sleeve of my pyjama top and let him pull me in again; cherishing the feeling of his lips and arms around my waist, which would soon begin to grow. I stifled a squeak as he released my for a moment and dropped down to the ground on his knees; lifting up my shirt and nuzzling into my stomach.

"I love you, as well, little baby..." Hawks peered up at me and smiled again, and I had never seen so much love and affection in a single look. Sweeping my hand through his hair, my doubts washed away as he continued to whisper to our future addition whilst he held my hand tightly, as though he were afraid to let go.

"I'm gonna look after you...and your mama, little one...Dada's gonna keep the two of you safe in this big ol' world...I promise..."

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***(Y/N), Hawks and lil fetal nugget uwu***