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134. Pregnant.

Shaky hands and a bright smile, I open the white door to our bedroom.
The satisfying creak of the wood and metal reaches me.

The steps I take to the bed are light and surreal.

I sit down on the white fluffy sheets corpse has as good as thrown off during sleep, seeing how summer is drawing near and the temperature is slowly rising. Air becoming more humid.

Corpse lays in the middle of the bed, arms under his head, warm morning sun lighting his bare back.
It's warm,
And bright,
And unbelievably beautiful.

This moment, right here, will from now on forever be a memory of mine.

'Corpse?' I ask as I place my hand on his back.
Letting gentle fingers trace his spine and slowly wake him.

'You awake?'

The rumbling hum as response lets me know he hears me.

'I have something to tell you.'

He takes a deep breath, causing his back to move up enough to reach the fingertips that hover above his skin. 'Yeah?' His low voice sounds, making me smile and look down at my lap.

'You're going to be a dad, Corpse.'

My tone is soft, warm, and gentle, and it hangs in the air until corpse stirs on the white duvet, making dust fly up and sparkle in the sunlight.

'What?'

His mumble reaches me as he moves closer to me.

'You heard me.' I say before I bite me lip to hold in the nervous and exited giggle.
'I did. But tell me again.' He says as he now moves to look at me.

'You're going to be a dad.'

He smiles, then doesn't. Then frowns before meeting my eyes again.
'No. We are going to be parents.' He says as he sits up.

'Well, ye-'
'You're pregnant.'

He interrupts me with his own thoughts.
'You're pregnant, are you sure? Am I awake?'

I chuckle at him 'you're awake. And yes, I did two tests that both said pregnant.'

His eyes meet mine and I can see what I think in his.
The late night conversations, where we'd fantasize.
The random questions, that filled me with more questions.

And the unspoken answers.

Everything unravels.

'It's really happening?'
'It really is.'