You managed to catch the eyes of spy, Alfred Pennyworth. He was on a mission when he met you. You were one of the first people he met on the dating app that he liked so he began talking with you, not looking for something serious at the moment. Pennyworth needed to release some stress after he met you, assuming it to be nothing more than a one-night stand. He would be wrong, unknowingly. It was your responsibility to tell Alfred the news once you figured it out, and let it set in, yourself.

Your last period had been two months ago and you, of course, nervously went out to buy a pregnancy test. You tried it and it confirmed your suspicion. You were pregnant. After finding out the news, you texted Alfred. You had his contact since you both met on an app beforehand. He had ended up calling you back.

“You’ve reached Alfred Pennyworth,” he responded calmly. His voice was as thick as honey, like when you meant him.