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You loved to surprise Prompto. In the past few years, it had become a religious practice to surprise him with something every morning. Whether it be a kiss, or hug, or something more, you never failed.
Well, until today.
You hadn't been feeling too hot for the past few weeks, and you had an inkling as to why. Your gut feeling was confirmed early last week when you were late. You had been floored when you found out and were excited, but that didn't mean you weren't scared out of your mind at the same time.
It wasn't the fact that you were pregnant with Prompto's child that had you worried. No, you always knew you wanted to start a family with the blond. It was the fact that your child would be born into a dangerous world, and who knows if they would ever see the sun.
***
"(N/n)?" Prompto's voice reached your ears and you panicked, hiding the test in your boot. "You okay, babe?"
"Yeah," you exhaled, giving him a smile. "I'm okay, Prom."
Prompto's forehead furrowed just slightly with a frown before it was wiped off by the voice of one of the other Hunters that had taken up residence in Hammerhead.
"Oh, yeah, we've got another hunt," Prompto said suddenly, straightening from where he was leaning against the doorframe. "You coming along?"
Against your better judgement, you nodded, taking his hand in yours and giving him a quick peck on the cheek.
"Yeah, I'll meet you guys out there in a minute, 'kay?" The blond nodded and gave you a kiss in return before leaving the caravan, leaving you alone with a pregnancy test stuffed into your shoe.
***
This was a mistake, you cursed yourself, already feeling a bit queasy from the amount of movement you had done in an effort to down the daemon. Everytime you would roll or flip out of the way, you had to fight back the urge to throw up.
You thought you had done a pretty good job at disguising your discomfort, but your blond lover knew you hadn't been feeling well. He had snapped at the other hunters when they had asked him to grab you for this hunt, but had wound up doing it anyway. Despite how much he wanted you to be far from the battlefield when you were ill.
Prompto watched you like a hawk, rarely letting you leave his sight. It was around the time that the daemon had been defeated that he looked over and saw your brows furrowed and your bottom lips between your teeth.
"(Y/n)," he whispered, cupping your face as he turned your eyes up to meet his. "What's wrong? Please, tell me."
At first you refused to speak, eyes cast down as you thought up a way to get out of answering the question. After a few moments, Prompto sighed, pulling you against his chest.
"It's fine if you don't wanna tell me everything," he began, stroking your hair. "I promise, I'll help in any way I can."
"I just miss Iggy and Gladio," you wrapped your arms around his back as you hummed, pouting when Prompto let out a quiet laugh.
