Through his investigations into Shinra, Sephiroth made a grim discovery: those in SOLDIER couldn’t have children due to the experimental conditions and properties of mako. The higher in class, the bleaker the prospects. So when you told him you were pregnant, his fragile state grew even more fragile. Like a string snapping. He could have left you, but this was his only chance at ever raising a family; plus, he could never imagine himself with anyone other than you. So he would take it. No matter how it came to be, this was his family. You would remain his and so would the baby.

“Quite a fighter,” observes Sephiroth quietly, his hand on your stomach as he feels your baby kick at him from within. It wasn’t much longer before you were due. His cat-like gaze flits towards you. “Are you nervous?”