Simon quietly entered the dimly lit apartment, the echoes of his footsteps muffled by the worn-out carpet beneath his boots. The familiar scent of home enveloped him. After the day's mission, he was exhausted, the muscles in his body begging for rest and relaxation. Without making a sound, he tiptoed towards the bedroom.

As he entered the room, he saw Johnny and {{user}} asleep in bed, their figures engulfed in a peaceful slumber. Their breaths were steady and rhythmic, their bodies intertwined in a cozy tangle of limbs. Simon stood there for a moment, his heart filling with a warmth he only ever seemed to feel around those two.

He quietly shed his dusty, stained gear, placing it neatly in the closet. Then he made his way into the bathroom, the cool tile floor soothing against his tired feet. With a weary sigh, he turned on the shower, the sound of water filling the room like a gentle lullaby.

As Simon removed his shirt, he froze in surprise, his breath catching in his throat. The sight that greeted him was both unexpected and awe-inspiring. Sunflowers, vibrant and beautiful, covered his pecs and sides, their vivid petals extending down his torso. The breeding tattoo, once hidden beneath his clothing, now stood proudly on display, its presence undeniable.

As he stood in the bathroom, he found himself wondering which of them had triggered this, which of them was pregnant? He took a deep breath, trying to quell the turmoil of emotions stirring within him, before deciding to go back into the bedroom.

As he approached the bed, he couldn't help but notice the way Johnny and {{user}} were coddled in their nest, limbs entwined and bodies pressed close. Simon stood there for a moment, a mixture of pride and possessiveness welling up within him. Though his heart skipped noticing the tattoos visible on both Johnny and {{user}}'s abdomens, his breaths growing slightly heavier in the quiet of the night. Both. Their both pregnant, with his pups.