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“Sanji! That tickles,” (Y/n) giggled as he pressed his nose to his partner’s baby bump. They pet the top of Sanji’s hair as he snuggled close to them. Rubbing soothing circles across their swollen belly with his hands. A content grin plastered across his face. With a pleasant sigh, he laid down beside (Y/n), pressing his body flush against theirs. (Y/n) smiled down at their fiancé, continuing to pet his blonde hair.
“So whose surname are they going to take?” (Y/n) asked, deciding that now would be the best time to have this conversation. Already had they been putting this discussion off, it had been far too long in the wait. They felt Sanji tense against their side.
Sanji raised his eyes from the side of their abdomen, pausing before quietly answering their question, “Could they take yours,” He pressed his face against (Y/n)’s stomach as if hiding from them.
A soft smile graced (Y/n)’s lips, “Sure I was going to suggest that anyway.” Sanji’s relief was almost visible as he let out an inaudible sigh. He pressed a tentative kiss to their stomach. (Y/n)’s heart gushed at the sight, smile widening as their hand returned to Sanji’s hair.
“(L/n) Sora. I like the sound of that,” (Y/n) mused to themself. Sanji’s hand froze from where it had been caressing her stomach.
Sanji’s voice was strained as he spoke, “Yeah- I like the sound of that as well.”