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•Hi Baby // Reggie Peters•

Shit.

That about all I was feeling right now. I had just found out that I was pregnant, and not that it was very unexpected, as Reggie and I aren't the greatest at keeping it safe, but now it was a reality, and that made things scary.

I had bought a few pregnancy tests the week before, because I had my suspicions about missing my period and the fact that I was throwing up a lot more then usual, but I ended up scaring myself out of if, because I was scared of the inevitable.

Reg and I had always talked about kids, but of course we didn't want any until we had been in a relationship for a while, and now 6 years later, here I am, pregnant with my fiancés baby. We hadn't really spoken about kids since we got engaged, but I can only hope that he will be a little excited.

I have my first appointment in two days, so I plan on telling him after that, as I'll have the sonogram pictures to show him after that.

•

So, after going to the doctors, it is now a fact that I am pregnant, even though that's not a complete shock, I just thought that maybe it wasn't true, as the fear was slowly setting in.

"Reg, I'm home." I called out as I entered the door. Taking off my shoes and undoing the jacket I was wearing.

"In here sweetums." I hear a high pitch voice, that definitely wasn't Reggie.

"Shut up, dude. I'm in the living room." The real Reggie calls out.

I walk into the living room, and am met with the 2 other boys who seem to always be over.

"Oh my, what a surprise, the boys are here. Again." I say deadpanned, pretending like their existence annoys me, when I'm reality, I love having the boys over, as there was never a boring moment when they're around.

"I'm sorry, you know that no matter how hard I try, they will never leave." Reggie comes up to me and gives me a hug hello.

"Oh, don't act like you don't love us." Luke says, sending a kiss our way.

"Yes, because I love caring for 4 men children, so fun." I walk toward the kitchen, feeling the sudden need for some tea.

"Hey, you're not actually mad that they're here right?" Reggie walks over to me, and wraps his arms around me, from the back.

"Of course not, I like having them around, just don't tell them that." I laugh.

"So how did the appointment go." My whole body freezes at his words. I never told him about it, I simply said I would be gone for a few hours. "You left your calendar open on your desk." He whispers into my ear.

"I'm so sorry, I was going to tell you today, I just wanted the pictures to make sure." I turn around in his arms, and shove my face into his sweater.

"Are you?" He asks, I look up at him and for a second I see hope flash in his eyes, making me a lot more confident with my words.

"Yes." I smile slightly.

He doesn't say a word as he stares ahead of him, his arms still wrapped firmly around me.

"How far along are you?"

"The doctor said it's around 8 weeks." I whisper to him.

"I'm gonna be a dad." It's at that exact moment, that a tear runs down my cheek, as all the nervousness rushes out of my body.

He wraps him arms firmly around my waist and spins me around, while putting his face in the crook of my neck.

"What's got you so excited." We hear a voice at the archway to the kitchen. Alex stands there with Luke draped on his shoulder, with confused looks on their faces.

Reggie looks at me, silently asking for permission to tell the boys about the baby.

"Go for it." I smile at him as he screams "IM GONNA BE A DAD!"

All the boys seem confused for a minute before finally the sentence clicks in their heads. They all run to Reg and push him around in celebration, before they each come up to me and congratulate me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Now, if you all would go away, I would love to spend time with my kid and my fiancé." Reggie says bluntly.

"Usually we would ignore you, but because of the reasoning, we'll see you tomorrow." Luke salutes before walking out the kitchen, and out the front door, making Alex follow him, after they wave goodbye.

•

We were both laying in bed later that night, I was reading a book, while Reggie was staring at my stomach.

"If you wanna touch it, just do it." I say, keeping my focus on my book.

"I don't wanna touch it, I wanna talk to it." I look up from my book, giving him a confused look.

"Then talk?" I say, posing as more of a question.

"But it's embarrassing, you'll be here to listen to what I say." He says honestly.

"My dear, you have done a lot of things that are way more embarrassing then talking to your baby, besides, I'm reading, not listening. I promise."

"Okay." He agrees and I quickly turn my Attention back to the book, hoping to create some kind of privacy for him and the baby. "Hi baby." I feel his fingers slowly lift up his shirt that I was currently wearing. "I'm your dad. I know you probably can't hear me, because I don't think you have ears right now, but you should know that I'm really excited about you, I've wanted kids for a while, and now I have you. No matter who you are, I think that you'll be amazing, and I know that I'll always love you, no matter how much you annoy me or even if you and I have nothing in common, I promise to always be the best dad that I can be. And I also promise that I'll be the best parent ever, your mom won't stand a chance."

"Hey!" I say to him, making him smirk.

"I knew she wouldn't give us the privacy we need, she'll always spy on us, making sure we don't do anything dumb." He winks at me as I giggle, remembering all the times I've had to get him out of trouble. "But seriously, I can't wait to meet you, I hope you know that I love you beyond belief, and I promise I'll talk to you with every chance I get." He gives my stomach a kiss, before kissing me, and going to turn off the bedroom lights, knowing that after his sweet words, I wasn't going to read anything else for the rest of the night.