X Reader Pregnant [hot] May 2026

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

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

You handed him the plastic stick without a word. Instead, he pulled you into his chest so

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

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

He pulled back just enough to look at you – eyes wet, fierce, softer than you’d ever seen.

He found you crying in the nursery you’d been secretly painting – a soft sage green, neither pink nor blue.