You were laying in bed with him when you told him. You had just asked him to hold something for you while he was on his phone with his head on your belly.

"Yeah..." He said as he took the pregnancy test from your hand. He held it for a few seconds before he tore his eyes from his phone and glanced at what he was holding. His eyes widened and his heart raced when he read the word "pregnant" on the stick.

"You-" his voice chocked when he sat up next to you on the bed and looked at the stick again, as if to confirm. He brought a hand to his mouth as tears quickly made presence in his eyes. He had never felt so many emotions all at once.

A tear rolled down his cheek, a mix of joy and fear and disbelief hit him all at once. He leaned down to press his forehead against your stomach, his hand gently cradling your belly.

"With my baby..."

His voice was hoarse and thick with emotion, his breaths coming out shaky as he imagined a little mini you running around or a little menace like him climbing the tree in the backyard. He chuckled to himself before looking up at you, a sheen of unshed tears shimmering in his eyes.

"I fucking love you..." He sniffled before pressing a small and delicate kiss to your stomach.