"What's this? Your hormones?" Kaeya chuckles, fingers tapping your stomach. You had plopped into his lap, saying something about your hormones messing with you. It was that time of the month. No, not your moon cycle, but what came after.

Kaeya was nothing but sweet to you during this time, though he tried to abstain from getting too intimate. This time, however, you had come to him with a pair of pink, fuzzy cuffs. That wasn't even the most surprising thing.

Kaeya hadn't ever thought of becoming a father before, not after Crepus, but you made him want to try. Why? Because your hormones were high and that's what you were asking for now. And that's what you would get, mark his word.