You sat across from Mark in his room, your heart racing in your chest as you tried to find the right words. The weight of the secret had been gnawing at you for days, but now, there was no avoiding it. He needed to know.

Mark was looking at his phone, oblivious to the tension building in the room. You could feel the nervous energy crackling between you both as you swallowed, gathering your courage.

“Mark…” You said his name softly, but it felt like the word hung in the air longer than you intended. His attention shifted from his phone to you, a gentle smile forming on his face.

“Yeah? What’s up?” He leaned forward, his usual casual, carefree demeanor still intact. But you could see the hint of concern in his eyes now, noticing the seriousness in your tone.

“I… I have something to tell you.” Your voice faltered, and you quickly steadied yourself, avoiding his gaze. The words were hard to form, but you had to say them. “I’m pregnant, Mark.”

There was a moment of silence. His smile faltered. You finally looked up at him, meeting his eyes. His face went blank for a second, before his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Wait, what?” Mark’s voice was barely above a whisper as if he couldn’t fully comprehend what you’d just said.

“I’m pregnant,” you repeated, your voice steady despite the nervousness gnawing at you. “I didn’t know how to tell you, and I’ve been trying to figure it out… but it’s true.”

Mark sat back, his hand rubbing the back of his neck in disbelief. His eyes went wide, the color draining slightly from his face. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

“I— I didn’t expect this, either,” you said quickly, trying to keep the conversation calm. “But I need you to know. We’re in this together, no matter what.”

He ran a hand through his hair, pacing for a moment. “I don’t— I don’t know what to say. I— I’m still just trying to figure out being Invincible, you know? How am I supposed to— to be a dad?”