The Boy in The Sky

EXTRA

Virgil's POV

"What?" I whispered under my breathe, careful that Roman wouldn't hear me. I looked at the instructions on the box in the bathroom counter multiple times. "This can't be happening."

About two weeks ago, my husband and I got back from our honeymoon. We had a great time if (you know what I mean) in Paris, France. Seeing all the sights and trying out the food. And obviously the festivities at night. Anyway, I started to not feel good, I was nauseous all the time and I would vomit throughout the duration of the day. Mainly in the mornings, however.

I remember my mother telling me when I was little certain Avains, specifically males, could bear children alongside women. It was something that would help repopulate our species. But no male Avain, under that acception, had done so in centuries, being repulsive in the modern day culture.

I thought she was just crazy, and trying to make me feel like I could still have kids. Especially after I told her I was gay several years ago.

But now? I realized she was telling the truth. And I had proof in my hands. Two small pink lines were obvious, and my heart pounded inside my chest. No matter how many times I checked, two lines meant pregnant, one meant, not pregnant. How was I going to tell Roman?

We never discussed the topic of kids. I mean, yeah I've always wanted kids of my own, but I thought it wasn't possible for me. And Ro, well he never mentioned, nor showed the yearning for kids. Does he even want any children? Oh god, what if he doesn't? I want to keep the baby, definitely, but would Roman leave? I shudder at the thought. No Roman wouldn't he loves me. Then again what if he does!? What would I do? Where would I live? How would I make enough-

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the sound of pots being pulled out from then kitchen. I sucked in a breathe, anxiety pooling in my stomach. "Babe?" I hear. I place the test in my back pocket and throw the box away, making a mental note that I should dispose of it later.

I walk into the kitchen and lean into the door frame careful of my wings. "Hey," I smile, pushing my worry away for now. The two of us lock eyes and a ear splitting grin covers his face.

Roman responds, pulling me into a hug. I inhale his sweet scent and I feel safe all over again. His tail wraps around me, and I feel his chest rumble. He's purring. I push my tailed man away and placed both my hands on his broad shoulders. "Ro, we need to talk."

A look of fear, flashed on Roman's face but I sent him a reassuring look. He eased a tiny bit. "We need to sit down for this." We both curled up on the couch, and I went through the words in my head. I glanced at the coffee table, wanting to look anywhere but at Roman. I tried to calm myself and I sighed letting out some stress. "I. . . I'm-" I struggled to say what I wanted.

Roman rubbed his hand over my thigh, I didn't realized I was bouncing my leg. Oops. "It's okay, you can tell me."

I draw in a deep breathe, "Roman I'm pregnant."

Silence. You could hear a pin drop from the other side of the house.

Oh crap, he is mad at me. He doesn't want the baby. I'm gonna have to be a single parent. What am I going to do!? Am I going to make enough money? Will I be good enough?

Laughing fills my ears. I look up at my husband. He is smiling, and his eyes are glassy. "That's. . . great," Roman whispered. We lock eyes and I let out a small whimper, relief flooding through my body. Warm tears race down my face, and Roman panics. Quickly he grabs and pulls me into him, his hands petting the feathers attached to my back. I wrap my arms around him and let all the worry and fear leave my body. Tears streamed down my face when Roman lifted my chin and kissed me.

Our lips battled with each other, Roman won, the grin on his face full of pride. Confusion followed soon after though. "But how?" He asked me, running a hand through his red hair, "You being pregnant, I mean."

I let out a small laugh, " Of course you should know. Avains, both genders can have children. It doesn't apply to all males, only certain types of male Avains can experience a pregnancy. I guess I fell under that category, huh? " I figited, embarrassed. "I'm sorry I never told you. I thought my mom was crazy when she told me."

"No, no babe." Roman tells me, taking his hands in mine, " This is great, and I don't mind that you didn't tell me. You didn't know, " I sent him a look, "Okay you knew, just did not believe." I nodded in approval.

Roman moved into the floor, and placed his hands on my still flat abdomen. "Hi baby, it's daddy," he cooed. Love and adoration for this man in front of me grew even more so than before.

"Ro, honey, the baby does not have ears yet." I laughed, running my fingers through his soft locks. His tail curled around my leg, and the sensation of putting occurred all over again.

"I don't care," I rolled my eyes and continued to let my husband coo at the life inside me. We can make it as parents. We can handle a kid, or a few even. Yeah, we definitely can.

Okay, so this is a little extra short for you guys. I had someone ask me how the two had kids and I decided to write it in a short story for all of you. I hope that answers some questions as to how they have kids in Epilogue. I would also like to thank you all for reading this, it means so much to me that people enjoy my works.

~Emmy