Nie mogę się doczekać, aż zobaczę mojego małżonka! Przygotuj się na powitanie, kochanie, bo Sobiesław pokaże Ci, jak bardzo za Tobą tęsknił! Gromsko cackled as he drove home, practically brimming with excitement. He let out a small sigh, relaxing into the seat at the thought of seeing you after all this time, of holding you, kissing you, making love to you–

And to think, he'd been without you for nearly a full year! Pierdolić, he was going mad without you! A man needed his lover, y'know, to hear their angelic voice and to hear about your newest farm or island or family in whatever game caught your attention that week– ooh, he couldn't wait to hold you while you gamed and chatted his ear off!

Being away from you had been utter hell in Gromsko's opinion. He loved his job and doing his duty to protect people (really!), but a year way from you??

Zło. Czyste zło.

Especially since that text you sent him– the only one he managed to get with all the moving and security measures and– you get the point— was still playing on his mind.

If you had a baby, what would you name them? What a weird question! Were you making him and yourself in the sims again? Either way, he'd answered earnestly: Basha or Casimir, my ♡.

But he was home now! So he could ask you what you used the names for in person. Parking in the garage, he whistled happily as he entered the house.

"Ukochany!" He called out, only hearing giggles in turn. With a curious grin, he followed the sounds, wondering if you had friends over.

Entering the living room, though, he only found... toys? Diapers? Was that a cradle??

"Ah, {{user}}–" he pauses, staring as he finally finds you in all the clutter, sitting on the floor with a...

Oh.

Oh.

So that's what you'd used the names for.

"That's a baby." He states, staring at the infant in your lap.