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The atmosphere in the main hall felt thick.

Time had passed since Sky and Nani’s honeymoon, and tonight the family had gathered for… whatever mysterious announcement William and Est insisted on.

Everyone was seated, but nobody was calm.

Nani fidgeted nonstop, legs crossed, uncrossed, then crossed again, fingers tapping his knee.

Across from him, Sky lounged like this was quality entertainment, watching his husband spiral with a soft, amused smile.

“Stop smiling,” Nani whispered sharply.

“I can’t,” Sky whispered back. “You’re adorable when you panic for no reason.”

“This is a reason. William never calls family meetings. He likes drama too much.”

“Exactly,” Sky said. “He just wants attention.”

From the large screen mounted on the wall, Jimmy shifted and sighed for the tenth time in five minutes.

Even from the US, his eyebrows furrowed like he was witnessing a hostage situation.

Sea elbowed him off-screen.“I told you, they’re fine—”

“I swear if this idiot is announcing he’s moving to Antarctica, I’m flying back tonight,” Jimmy muttered.

Around the hall, the tension rose.

Pooh kept drumming his fingers on the armrest.

Pete looked like he might faint, sweat beading at his temples as he glanced at Vegas.

Vegas, in contrast, sat like a meditation monk. Calm. Almost too calm.

“This is nothing,” Vegas said quietly to Pete. “If it was serious, William would’ve been dramatic earlier. He loves pre-announcement theatrics.”

“That’s what scares me…” Pete whispered.

Seconds stretched, the suspense becoming torture.

Finally—footsteps.

William and Est descended the stairs, hand-in-hand.

Immediately, chaos.

“What happened?”

“What is going on?”

“Why a meeting?”

“Are you moving out?”

“Did you start a gang?”

“Did you elope? Again?”

“William, did you kill someone—”

William raised a hand.

“Please. Everyone. Calm down,” he said, the picture of smug serenity.

Est stood beside him, cheeks already pink, eyes fixed on the floor.

William waited until everyone fell silent… then he grinned.

“Est is pregnant.”

The room exploded.

Nani gasped so loudly Sky snorted.

Pete actually choked on air.

On the screen, Jimmy’s jaw dropped so hard Sea tried to hold it up.

Est’s blush deepened. He hid slightly behind William, shy and overwhelmed—but glowing.

William’s arm circled protectively around his waist.His voice softened, pride dripping from every word.

“We wanted to wait until the first trimester passed…” he said. “We were careful this time.”

Everyone knew what he meant.

Est’s first pregnancy—the one lost because he had been too stubborn, too distracted by his career—still lingered like a shadow in the family’s memory.

The pain.

The regret.

William finding out later and losing his mind . Est breaking .

But right now—

there was something bright in Est’s eyes.Something gentle and hopeful.

Nani covered his mouth, tears forming instantly.Sky wrapped an arm around him because of course his husband was already crying.

Pooh was shaking his head like he might faint.

Sky actually smiled, small but real.

Vegas exhaled the longest, deepest breath—relief easing the tension from his shoulders.

And William…

He pulled Est closer, pressing a kiss to his temple.

“This time,” he said quietly, “I’m doing everything right.”

The room fell silent—not out of fear or nerves now—but out of pure, overwhelming emotion.

Then—

Nani sniffed loudly.

And everyone laughed, the tension melting at last.

The moment the initial shock faded, the entire house transformed.It was as if someone flipped a switch labeled “OVERPROTECTIVE FAMILY MODE.”

And poor Est…He didn’t stand a chance.

Nani was the first to move—one second he was in Sky’s arms, the next he practically teleported to Est, cupping his cheeks gently.

“Sit,” Nani ordered.

“I—I am standing—”

“Sit now,” Nani said, voice wobbling because he was still crying.

William guided Est into the nearest plush chair while Nani fussed around him like a frantic mother hen.

“Do you want water? Warm? Cold? Room temperature? Should I get juice— Sky, get juice.”

Sky blinked.

“I didn’t agree—”

“JUICE.”

Sky sighed dramatically but went.

Pooh stared at Est for a long moment.

Then—

“Stand up.”

Est blinked. “Eh?”

Pooh squatted down and pointed at his own leg.

“Step here. Let me check your swelling.”

William’s eyes widened. “Pooh—why would he have swelling—?”

Pooh didn’t blink.“Let me do my medical rituals in peace.”

(A medical student for three months suddenly becomes a doctor, apparently.)

Jimmy had abandoned his laptop chair; now he was kneeling in front of the camera.

“EST, show me your face!” he demanded.

Sea held the phone, laughing helplessly.

Est leaned over hesitantly.

Jimmy gasped. “YOU’RE GLOWING.”

William grinned proudly. “Of course Im—”

“NOT YOU,” Jimmy snapped. “Est, you angel, you should sleep more, drink warm milk, avoid spicy food, don’t stress, don’t cry, don’t lift anything heavier than your phone—do you still breathe okay? Are you eating enough—”

Sea finally dragged him away before he started giving birth himself.

Pete swooped in with tissues, a blanket, a shawl, a pillow, and—no joke—a small footrest.

“For your… ankles?” Pete said, so nervous he was basically vibrating.

“Papa,” Est said gently, “I’m two months pregnant—”

“Exactly!!” Pete panicked. “THIS IS WHEN IT’S MOST DANGEROUS.”

Vegas, behind him, massaged his temple like he was babysitting a toddler.

“Love, he doesn’t need a hand-warmer—”

“YES HE DOES.”

Est accepted the hand-warmer.

He placed a hand on Est’s shoulder.

“You tell me anything you need. Anything,” Vegas said, warm but firm. “You are family.”

William nodded gratefully.

But Vegas wasn’t finished.

“And William—”

“Yes?”

“If he cries even once, call me. I will hit you.”

“UNCLE—!”

Sky came back with the juice.He handed it to Est—

Then glared at William.

“I swear, if you let him stress even a second—”

William raised his hands defensively. “I’m not stupid! I learned my lesson!”

The guilt flickered across his face—

the memory of that first loss,

of Est crying alone,

of William realizing too late.

Est reached for William’s hand, squeezing softly.

“I’m okay now,” Est whispered, “because you’re with me.”

William’s expression melted—all the stubbornness, all the attitude replaced by tenderness so pure even pooh looked away.

“Okay!! New rule,” he declared.

“From today until the baby is born—Est does NOTHING. No chores. No pressure. No walking upstairs alone. No sadness. No stress. No cold water. No spicy food. No tiger balm—Papa put that down—”

Sky murmured, “You are sounding like a grandma.”

Nani glared. “I am his grandma now.”

Sky groaned but looked secretly touched.

Est sat there, overwhelmed, flustered, glowing faintly pink…

…and surrounded by a fortress of love.

William knelt beside him.Nani held his hand.Pooh hovered.Vegas supervised.Pete panicked.Jimmy and Sea shouted advice from hundreds of miles away.

For the first time in a long time—

Est looked safe.

And deeply, deeply loved.

The night had settled softly over the penthouse; the world outside had gone quiet, but inside their room everything felt warm—dim lights, cold air-conditioning, and the familiar weight of Sky’s arm around Nani.

They lay together under the blanket, pressed close, Nani’s head tucked beneath Sky’s chin while Sky absentmindedly traced patterns on his bare waist. It was peaceful—one of those rare silent moments where they simply breathed each other in.

Then Sky’s voice broke the calm.

“Baby…”A soft, hesitant tone—unusual for him.

Nani hummed. “Mm?”

Sky’s fingers stilled.

“Do you… want a baby?”

Nani froze.

The heat rushed up his neck immediately. “W–Why are you asking suddenly…?” he mumbled into Sky’s chest, ears turning red.

Sky chuckled, kissing the side of Nani’s head. “Everyone tonight was going crazy over Est. And you were glowing like a proud mom already. I’m curious.”

Nani lightly slapped his chest. “I was not glowing.”

“Mm-hmm. Sure.”

Nani hid his face deeper, embarrassed.

But after a moment, he answered honestly, voice quiet.“I do want… someday.”

He swallowed. “But not now.”

Sky shifted slightly so he could see Nani’s face.“Not now?”

he repeated softly, not offended, just wanting to understand.

Nani sighed, fingers playing with the fabric of Sky’s shirt.

“I’m a full-time attorney now,” he began. “I waited so long for this. I finally have my own cases… my own clients. People trust me. I’m learning so much every day.”

Sky listened silently, his thumb stroking Nani’s cheek.“And yes, Papa is CEO so technically I’ll never lack stability,” Nani continued, “but I want to grow by myself too. I want to build my career properly. I want to stand beside you as your equal, not someone dependent on my family.”

Sky smiled at that—soft, proud.

“And…” Nani took a breath, cheeks pink, “I want more time with you. Just us. We just got married. I want to enjoy this. Wake up next to you without thinking about morning sickness. Travel with you without worrying. Come home from work and cuddle… without a baby crying between us.”

Sky’s grin widened. “Ahh, so you don’t want to share me yet.”

Nani frowned, flustered. “That’s not what I meant—!”

“It’s okay,” Sky murmured, pulling him closer, kissing his forehead. “I don’t want to share you either.”

Nani’s heart fluttered. “Sky…”

Sky brushed his knuckles along Nani’s jaw, voice gentle.

“Listen… you’d be the one carrying the baby. You’d go through the pain, the care, the stress. So your choice matters the most. Whenever you’re ready—if ever you are—I’ll be by your side.” He kissed Nani’s nose. “I won’t push. I promise.”

Nani’s eyes softened, glossy with emotion.

“You’re too good to me,” he whispered.

“Of course I am. I love you.” Sky kissed him again—slow, warm, lingering.“And for now… I’m very happy with just us.”

Nani smiled shyly, tracing circles on Sky’s collarbone. “Me too.”

Sky rolled on top of him, caging him gently.“So… we have plenty of time to practice for when we do want one?”

Nani’s face turned crimson. “Sky!”

Sky laughed, kissing him breathless until Nani clung to him, half embarrassed, half melted, and entirely in love.

Tonight—

there were no expectations, no pressure, no babies.

Just them.

Just love.

Just husbands holding each other tightly in the quiet of their own shared forever.

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