Mpregs

DenNor

"Dane," the Norwegian called loudly from their once was shared bedroom. Now that Lukas was pregnant with their child it was a little hard sleeping in the same bed since all the Norwegian did was toss and turn trying to find a comfortable spot.

Either way Matthias rushed up to the bedroom with a cup of coffee in hand.

"Hey I'm here. Sorry love," he handed him the coffee and held him sit up being careful of his over sized abdomen.

Lukas mumbled a soft thanks as he dipped his warm drink. "She's been kicking," he lifted up his shirt slightly to reveal his skin.

The other slowly pressed a hand to his stomach and smiled widely as he felt the strong kicks. "Aw she's going to be amazing, Lukas," he kissed him gently. "Our little princess will be so beautiful," he kissed his stomach gently. "I'm so happy,"

Lukas nodded and reached to let the Danes hair as he let small tears roll down his cheeks. "I'm happy too," he whispered gently.