X Reader Pregnant -

“Hey,” he said, voice low, crouching beside you. “Hey, look at me.”

You sobbed. “I was scared.”

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

He found you crying in the nursery you’d been secretly painting – a soft sage green, neither pink nor blue. “Hey,” he said, voice low, crouching beside you

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