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he furrows his brows at her nervous tone and it worries him.
's'everything alright.. baby?' he asks, voice raspy as he snakes his arms around her and presses a soft kiss on her head.
'i— i' she stutters.
he nuzzles his face into her hair and mumbles 'can tell me anything.. lovie'.
she whispers nervously in his ear.
'you're what— ' he asks.
'i'm pregnant' she mumbles.
there's a moment of silence, that she fears the worst.
'i— i know this isn't planned.. and i understand if you're not ready.. if you want to leav— '
'woah.. woah— ' he cuts her off mid sentence. 'i'm not going anywhere'.
he cups her cheeks in his hands and presses a drawn-out kiss to her forehead.
'could never leave you' he coos. 'i know this isn't planned, but we were bound to have children anyways..'
'what about work.. your caree— '
he cuts you off again. 's'only a few months of tour left.. s'nothing to worry about'.
and just like that her fear fades and she relaxes further into him. her face nuzzles into the softness of his long sleeve grey tee. lips curl into a soft smile as she cuddles into him.
'could never leave you' he repeats.
•••
at their hotel room, he whispers softly against her hair as she sleeps.
