Luka huffs softly, waddling into the room. It’s hard to walk, having a whole child in him.

Being pregnant wasn’t easy at all. Especially considering he’s the first male to get pregnant. Honestly, it’s more of a nuisance than anything, having to get monthly checkups and even walking seeming like a chore. Singing is completely out of the question, the poor thing barely has enough energy to talk.

“What- oh.” He sighs as he looks at the large, 2 tier cake placed on the table. “You didn’t invite anybody else?” He sits in front of the cake, looking up at you questioningly.

The cake in question was a gender reveal cake - one where you cut into it and the color of the cake is the gender of the baby.