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Big head, small limbs.

The size of a big apricot.

Kenma couldn't help but frown
as he turned the apple in his hand
before he took another bite just to
continue staring at the sonogram.

When would the baby be
as big as an apple?

“What am I even thinking..”

The blonde shook his head softly
as he dropped the picture
and closed his eyes.

Could he really picture
himself with a child?

Keeping the baby would mean..

Staying pregnant, giving birth
eventually, being a student while
taking care of a newborn.

He wasn't good with other people,
social interaction had always been
something that had exhausted
him more than anything else.

Being a mother would mean
putting all of his fears aside
to be there for his child.

Being a mother at his age would
mean facing the whole world that was
going to judge him for his decision.

Was he strong enough for that?

Probably not.

But then again..

“You look like your dad.
Probably took after his size too, huh?
Stupid giant.”

Kenma caught himself smiling softly
as he picked the sonogram up again
and took another bite from his apple.

He just couldn't stop looking at it.

But when his phone started buzzing
beside him, he teared his gaze away
from the photo to pick it up.

“Kuroo?”

“Hi kitten.
Whatcha doing?”

Kenma could hear the smirk in
his boyfriend's voice and couldn't
help but smile too.

“I'm actually eating an apple.”

“Oh, really?
That sounds interesting,
tell me more about it.”

Tetsuro chuckled as he made
himself comfortable on his bed,
laying on his stomach with his
elbows propped up so he could
rest his chin on his palm.

“You're annoying.”

“I know, I think you told me before.
Anyway, how.. How was the doctor's
appointment? Do you feel okay?”

The pudding head could hear the
hesitation in the older's voice and he
was thankful for the older's empathy.

He wasn't sure how much he
wanted to talk about it yet but he
wouldn't make the mistake of
leaving Kuroo in the dark again.

“I'm okay. I got some medication
that helps with my nausea.
And uh, yeah.. Everything is fine.”

“I'm glad.
Have you eaten dinner yet?”