His Demons (PaperHat Mpreg)

~Chapter 8~

Dr.Flugs PoV

Some time had passed and the heat had eventually died down to nearly nothing. Time went by rather slow here in the GreyHat mansion, it was rather odd not having to deal with all the commotion like it was when all this first began. Of course i wasn't complaining, considering i'd much rather have them all safe anyway. 

The visits didn't ever really slow down, for they always swung by for a quick check up here and there, and i was thankful when they'd all show up and be unharmed. It put my mind at ease, and i think it gave BlackHat some closure as well, knowing i wasn't as stressed out. 

By the time everything was nearly completely settled, two months had already gone by. I'd grown rather used to my surroundings and felt as comfortable as i could be for not being at home. I'll admit, i missed Demencia and 5.0.5, but BlackHat already said we could go and visit them one of these days, so that was nice. 

I sat at on the couch, my legs crossed as i watched a scary movie with BlackHat. His arm was wrapped around me, a bowl of popcorn resting in his lap for both of us to share. Going on my fifth month already, it was beginning to get hard to find a comfortable position to sit in, but i was as comfortable as could be right now. 

My tummy had grown a significant amount as the time had passed. I didn't mind though, i knew it just meant we had a healthy little baby on the way that was growing as it should be. 

As i sat next to BlackHat, i felt myself begin to shift uncomfortably every now and again. I shifted once more, causing BlackHat to look over curiously at me.

"You alright?" he asked, rubbing my arm a little bit. I found a position that was comfortable again and settled back down. 

"Yes, i'm fine," i said. He shrugged, turning to look back at the television and taking a bite of popcorn. I felt something strange poke me in my side, making me shift again uncomfortably. "BlackHat, stop it," i whined quietly, glaring at him.

"What? What did i do?" he asked, raising his hands in defense. He looked down at me as i continued to glare at him.

"Stop poking me, it's uncomfortable. I'm trying to watch the movie," i huffed in annoyance. 

"Flug i didn't poke you!" he protested, making me eye him suspiciously. 

"Do you swear?" i asked, giving him puppy eyes to make sure he was telling the truth. he rolled his eye, a soft sigh leaving his lips.

"Yes, i swear," he promised. I felt my features soften as i looked up at him.

"Then...what was-" i stopped as i felt something again, almost in the same spot as last time. I felt my body tense as i looked down and set my hand in the spot i felt it. BlackHat set his hand on top of mine and stared at me with concern.

"Flug? Are you alright?" he asked. I didn't respond as i sat there, praying that i would feel it again. Sure enough, moments later, i had felt another small tap.

"A-Ah! B-BlackHat I think....I think they kicked!" i exclaimed, a smile clear and present on my face. BlackHat's eyes widened as he scrambled onto his knees, the popcorn that was once on his lap turning into a fiasco that was now on the floor. His long and lengthy figure now sat in front of me on the floor, his legs set beneath him as he was tensed almost everywhere. 

"Really!?" he said, setting his hands on my stomach. I felt my heart racing, but the smile that was on my face just wouldn't come off. "A-are you sure?," he asked, looking up at me with hopeful eyes. I nodded, grabbing his wrists lightly as i felt tears beginning to brew in my eyes. 

"Y-Yes," i responded almost breathlessly. His hands rubbed lightly against the soft fabric of the white sweater i wore. He scooted closer to my stomach, taking a deep breath, his hands still placed where they were.