Alex was going to be a father. The thought sent him reeling. He never smiled until he was with you, but whenever the thought even graced his mind, there was this smile on his face that was so unusual to him that he even welcomed it. For now.

If he wasn't already the epitome of overprotective over you, knowing that you were carrying his children at the moment made everything worse. Alex made sure everything was safe at all times, getting the best doctor he could. All of this got a hundred times worse when he found out that they were expecting twins.

There were two of them in there. Holy shit.

He sat with you between his legs on the couch in his home office. His hands were working out the knots in your shoulders just in case there was too much strain on you. Alex had to make sure.

"How long did you bake today?" Alex didn't like the idea of you being on your feet for too long which baking would entail. If your answer was more than thirty minutes— Alex was going to have a talk with you.