You and Sabastian were cuddling on the couch as he rubbed your stomach, due to the fact that you’ve been feeling sick all day.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to grab my doctor’s kit?”

You nodded quietly, groaning softly. He stood up, replacing his warm hand with a pillow. “I’ll be right back.” He came back later with his kit, and when he put his stethoscope on your stomach, and felt a second heartbeat, he smirked. “I knew it.”