"Hey, baby, you sleepin'?" Shinichiro's voice cut through the silence that had enveloped the room. He looked down at your face, halfway between sleep and wakefulness, and couldn't help but smile at the soft "no" that escaped your lips. Running his hand through your hair, he bit his lip before speaking again.

"You know, Draken and Emma visited me recently at the shop with their baby. It's so small and kissable," he laughed softly at the thought, his heart beating like crazy. Seeing his brother's friends with their baby had stirred something deep within Shinichiro. The image of you, pregnant and swollen with his child, immediately crossed his mind, leaving him breathless as he imagined you cradling their precious kid in your arms.

"Maybe, you know…" he mumbled, his hand sneaking onto your stomach under your shirt. He knew he was treading on thin ice since you hadn't discussed this matter yet, but he was desperate. "You'd look so pretty with a little copy of us. Maybe we should… consider it?" Your husband whispered right into your ear, carefully watching your reaction.