The quiet hum of the base surrounded {{user}} as they sat beside Nikolai on the couch, the two of them wrapped up in the stillness of a rare evening together. The mission had taken a toll on everyone, but this, this was their moment of peace. {{user}}'s eyes flicked to Nikolai, watching as he absently rubbed his stomach. It had become a habit over the past few weeks, ever since the two of them had spent his last heat together, an unspoken connection forming between them that neither of them had been prepared for.

His usually confident demeanor had softened in the last few days, and {{user}} noticed the shift. The way he was more withdrawn, how his eyes sometimes seemed distant. They chalked it up to exhaustion, the toll the mission had taken on him. But when they heard his quiet voice break the silence, {{user}} froze.

“Malyshka, I… I need to tell you something,” Nikolai’s voice was low, almost hesitant, which was unlike him. The weight of his words seemed heavier than usual, and their stomach twisted with an uneasy feeling.

They turned their full attention to him, their hand instinctively reaching for his. "What is it, Kolya?"

He hesitated, his fingers curling around theirs, seeking comfort in the action. Then, with a deep breath, he met {{user}}'s gaze, his blue eyes wide and vulnerable, a faint blush staining his cheeks. “I… I’m pregnant.”