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The hotel room was quiet.. Milaine lay sprawled on the bed, glasses perched on her nose, iPad in hand. She wore her simple tank top and shorts, comfortable and intimate, the kind of clothes that felt like home.

Lando had just stepped out of the shower, damp curls clinging to his forehead, the upper half of his body bare, skin still glistening with water. He paused at the doorway for a moment, drinking in the sight of her tucked comfortably against the pillows, so absorbed in her iPad it was almost impossible to pull her attention away.

A smile tugged at his lips. Quietly, he moved to the bed, phone in hand, and gently settled his head against her thigh. Soft kisses trailed along her skin before he finally let his head rest there, curling slightly to hug her legs, as if this position could make him invisible while still staying close.

«You're really focused» he murmured..

Milaine just patted his curls absently without lifting her gaze. «Hmm» she murmured, still intent on her iPad.

He frowned, a little frustrated, wanting more attention, wanting her to notice him—but she was entirely absorbed.

Minutes passed like this, his soft kisses ignored, his questions unasked. She was too focused on her damn Ipad, and it was starting to annoy him..

What could she be doing that is more important than him?

Then, the bell rang. Room service.

«I'll get it.» Lando murmured, lifting his head slightly.

«No, just rest. I'll get it» she said automatically, not looking up. She put down the iPad, slipping off the bed to fetch the food.

As she moved toward the door, Lando watched her for a moment, then curiosity finally overcame him. Her iPad was still unlocked on the bed, screen glowing faintly in the dim light. He inched closer, his eyes scanning what she had been researching while he thought she was just casually browsing.

And then his heart skipped.

Open tabs upon tabs were filled with questions about...

Babies?

How to care for a newborn, what clothes were best for infants, pregnancy guides, when the gender could be known, safety equipment, feeding schedules... everything.

His mind went blank for a second. The color drained from his face. He looked over at Milaine, still bustling with the room service, and panic flared in his chest.

No. No, no, no...

His fingers trembled slightly as he grabbed his phone, his curls falling over his forehead, heart hammering, and mind racing a mile a minute.

He leaned back on the bed, pretending to scroll through his phone, but every glance at the glowing iPad tabs burned into his thoughts.

Oh god... Was she pregnant?

She returned to the bed, balancing the tray of food. She set it down carefully. «Come on» she said, voice gentle but firm. «You have to eat and sleep.»

Lando shuffled to the table, he sat down heavily, eyes wide, staring at the spread like he'd just glimpsed the end of the world.

Milaine noticed immediately. She removed her glasses, letting her eyes meet his. «What's wrong?»

«Hm? Nothing,» he muttered, voice tight, avoiding her gaze.

She raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. «No, you look like you saw a ghost. What the fuck is wrong with you?»