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I walked over to the test and gently picked it up to see 2 lines.

Upon seeing the two lines, he was stunned for a bit as he saw the result of the test... he realized that the results were indeed positive. So he was silent for a few moments before he looked up at me.

"It's positive... you're pregnant..."

Tears build up in my eyes and I hugged him tightly. "I'm pregnant!"

Upon hearing me say that while I was hugging him tightly, he would then begin to hug me back. He smiled at me and then began to whisper softly to me:

"We're pregnant... I can't believe it... we're actually going to become parents..."

I burst out in happy tears whilst hugging him tighter.

Isaaq then squeezed me even more tightly now, he was just so in this happy moment right now. He was finally going to become a father and that was really a good feeling for him. He just wanted to keep me close and tight until the happiness and excitement really died down a bit.

After a few more minutes of hugging, we eventually let go of each other...

"Now we just have to celebrate and hope that the baby is strong and healthy throughout the pregnancy." He said with a big smile and a warm glow on his face, still excited about hearing the news.

I nodded. "I don't want anyone to know this early on since I don't want people to jinx it."

"Oh yeah... that's... actually a good idea... the less people know, the better... especially this early in the pregnancy... we can just keep the news to ourselves and just enjoy the pregnancy as it goes on and see how it all turns out."

Some weeks went by.

We were now in the third week of my pregnancy, I had been feeling somewhat more nauseous throughout the days as well as fatigued quite often. Luckily, fatigue and nausea were both quite normal when it comes to pregnancy so I wasn't alone in that. Although it still felt quite bad nonetheless.

Isaaq has now been checking up on me more often with me being further along into the pregnancy and now starting to feel the symptoms. He was making sure I was feeling as good as I could by keeping me more relaxed and just letting me feel as comfortable as possible at the same time.

"Hey... how are you feeling? Any nausea coming up soon?" He said one morning when he came to see how I was doing he noticed a slight change in my expression when he walked into the room.

"I am so hungry but the baby won't let me eat anything," I complained slightly.

"Oh, that's actually not good... you need to have some food, baby or not... you need the nutrients and energy... so I'll go ahead and quickly cook you up something... what would you like to eat?"

"Strawberries and whipped cream."

"Gotcha!" He responded back immediately, he was always quick at getting food and he knew what I wanted.

He went over to the fridge to pick out some strawberries and whipped cream...

"Could I have some strawberry milk please too?!"

"Sure... yeah I can make you some strawberry milk as well."

He then quickly went over to the fridge once again to go and get the ingredients needed for me... once he grabbed them, he already went back over to the kitchen to go and create the strawberry milk.

Finally, he quickly got done with the strawberry milk and he had already whipped up the cream with the strawberries as well.

He immediately walked back over to the room with the strawberry milk and the bowl of strawberries and whipped cream in hand.

I got so excited after seeing the food in his hands. "Yay!"

He smiled as he saw how excited I was. He knew that I hadn't been eating so he couldn't blame me for getting a bit hungry.

"I got your strawberry milk and the strawberries and whipped cream as well... so go right ahead and eat up... it's all ready to eat and it should taste pretty good too."

"Thank you, baby!" I sat up in bed with the pregnancy pillow behind my back. I started to dig into the cream and strawberries.

"No problem!" He responded back while he stood right by the bed next to me and watched as I began to eat my food. He let me eat as he kept an eye out to make sure I was gonna be okay with eating it and it wouldn't make me too nauseous or anything. He then decided to go and quickly sit down on the bed next to me after a few minutes to keep me company as I ate my food.

"Do you eat the green stalk of the strawberry?" I asked him as I was curious whilst I dipped my strawberry into the cream and sucked the cream off it.

"Eh... I think most people probably do... I guess I've never really thought of it as that big of a deal so I don't really bother to eat it..." He said in a quick response as he decided to dip his own strawberry into the cream, he was surprised when I said that I suck the cream from it before eating it. He found that quite interesting and different from what he usually does.

I smiled as I had a little bit of cream on the tip of my nose.

"You look adorable..." He had then looked at my nose and saw the tiny bit of cream on it which looked incredibly cute. He then decided to try and swipe the cream off my nose with his finger.

"I always am in your eyes." I looked at him and smiled cutely.

"Well of course you are... you're always adorable in my eyes." He said after he finally got the tiny bit of cream on my nose with his finger. Then he decided to go and lean over and steal a little kiss on my lips from me.

I gently kissed him back, I gently tugged on his lips with my teeth before pecking his bottom lip.




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