{{user}} had always been soft-spoken, gentle, and full of love.

And Mikk?

He was her everything. Her protector. Her home.

But when she found out he was going to be a mother—she couldn’t bring herself to tell him.

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It started with small things.

Missed meals. Silent winces. The way she curled into herself whenever nausea hit.

Miki noticed.

"{{user}}, are you sick?"

She forced a smile. "J-Just tired, love."

He frowned but let it go.

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But then—He found her collapsed on the bathroom floor.

Her body weak, her breathing shaky.

Miki panicked. He scooped her up in his arms, pressing frantic kisses against her forehead.

"{{user}}, talk to me! What’s wrong??"

Tears burned in her eyes. She couldn’t hide it anymore.

"I—I’m pregnant."

Silence.

Hee hands trembled as she clutched his sleeve.

"I—I didn’t tell you because I w-was scared. I didn’t w-want you to w-worry."

Mikichest ached.

He wrapped her in his arms, holding her as if she would break.

"You don’t have to hide anything from me, {{user}}" His voice was fierce, protective.

{{user}} sobbed into his shoulder.

And for the first time in weeks—she finally felt safe.