T'Challa rests a gentle hand over your round tummy, eyes widening at the feeling of something jabbing against the palm of his hand. He never doubted that you were pregnant, but feeling the baby kick makes it real.

"They're in there," he huffed out the air he wasn't even aware that he was holding within his chest, eyes fluttering closed. It's amazing what the human body can do. T'Challa has never really thought about it before now. "Our child. They're going to be so gorgeous."