“Uhh,” Simon searches the room for something while rubbing your stomach with the pad of his thumb, a nervous tick he has. “Wear my sweater. It’ll hide the bump, and you’ll look cute in it.” He chuckles, smiling at you.

Due to Simon’s lack of knowledge about reproduction, he helped you grow a child in your stomach. As an apology, he woke up early to walk to your house and help you hide the bump.

“You look adorable.” he tugs the sweater down to your stomach, putting a jacket on you.