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February 16th, 9:32am

A beautiful, Sunday morning arose; the light of the sun reflecting off the kahki painted walls of Mafioso's room. The married couple are bundled up together, holding each other softly while one snores ever so quietly. Chance stirrs in his sleep, flipping to the other side, his back facing Mafioso. The sunlight hits his eyes, causing him to silently hiss.

He woke up, eyes slightly opening. He could hear the birds chirp from outside the closed windows. He then flipped to his back, stretching his arms and legs, then yawning, letting out a grunt. He stared at the ceiling for a few seconds before getting out of bed, putting on his slippers, and grabbing his clothes to take a morning shower. Before he did, he made coffee. Chance grabbed 2 mugs, one for him and the other for Mafioso. He poured the coffee into the mugs, adding creamer and 2 teaspoons of sugar in both of them.

He set the hot coffee beside Mafioso, who was still asleep. Maybe the smell of the coffee will wake him up, haha. Chance thought. He went back to the kitchen, slowly closing the door behind him. He finished his coffee, then went to shower.

2 minutes later

Mafioso woke up to the smell of crème brûlée. He sat up on his bed, stretching his arms. "What a nice morning" He exclaimed. He noticed that Chance wasn't next to him, his ears drooping. Maybe he went out. Mafioso quickly thought. He also noticed the mug filled with coffee was sitting on the nightstand beside him, still hot and steaming. He smiled and grabbed the mug, gently sipping it because it was still really hot.

After he finished, he got ready for work. He walked out the room, only to find the whole mansion empty. The silence was so loud, that you can hear a pin drop from far away. Why is it to silent this morning? Mafioso thought in confusion. So far, he only heard the sound of water falling; which is coming from the bathroom. Chance was in there. Mafioso knew it was him because his boys went out around 7am to clean up the casino. It was a wreck from last night.

Mafioso grabbed his keys and his wallet, then walked out the glass stained doors, to his car. Then he drove off to work, which was about 20 minutes away from his mansion. After about 15 minutes had passed, Chance got out the shower. He dried himself, then put on his clothes. He smelled amazing.

Once he stepped out the bathroom, a wave of silence hit him. Too quiet. He thought. As he went to put his pajamas back into the room, Mafioso was nowhere to been seen on the bed. Ah, he must've went to work.

Hours passed like a blur. Chance is used to being alone when Mafioso and his men weren't at the mansion. Although, this hurt Chance. He really liked his husband's company, but since he's always out during the day, it hasn't been easy for Chance to get over. This includes the boys as well for whenever they leave everyday to clean the casino before it opens again for the night.

Chance disliked being alone most of the time. He wants something to change that. Something to change him. He wants a family. To start a family. To make one. He knew the consequences, but didn't mind since he isn't a virgin.

So for the time being, he just cleaned around the mansion. Fixing beds, washing clothes, doing dishes, etc. He never felt tired doing them, he actually enjoyed it. Around 5pm, he started making dinner. He made the usual spaghetti with meatballs.

6pm rolled around, and the boys returned home. "Smells nice!" Capo said with excitement. The boys sat at the table. It was a fancy one actually. It had 6 chairs, a fruit bowl in the middle, and so much more I can't even explain. While Chance was preparing bowls, Mafioso arrived and walked through the doors. "I'm home" He announced. The boys waved at their boss, and so did Chance.

"Welcome home, honey. How was work?" Chance asked, whilst finishing up with preparing the bowls with food. "Tiring as hell. I really need to lay down for a bit". After he said that, he collapsed on the couch. Chance chuckled. After placing the bowls on the table, the boys ate away. "Are you gonna eat, hun? Chance asked his half-asleep husband. "In a bit, just need to close my eyes for a few minutes" Mafioso said, words muffling on the couch. "Hmm, alright. I'll eat then". Chance said away.

After the boys finished, Chance grabbed their bowls and put them in the sink. "I can wash them if you like" Soldier offered to Chance. He shook his head, "It's alright, I can handle it". Soldier pouted, he really wanted to help. "Awe, alright then" He said as he crossed his arms. "Chance giggled, "Hey, isn't the game on today?" He asked the boys.

Their eyes shot open, wide. They quickly ran to the living room, now fighting over the remote. "Hey! I'll put it on!" Consi yelled. "No, no! I'll do it" Contra yelled back. Chance stood there, not knowing what to do. "It's fine, they're always like this" Mafioso added, sitting up from the couch. 'Oh, haha. I didn't think they would go deep for a remote". Chance laughed nervously.

"My boys are always like that, I taught them". He said, smiling at them. He stood up, walking over to the kitchen to grab some food, but then he noticed Chance fiddling his ring. "What's wrong amore?" Mafioso asked, placing his hands on Chances' shoulders. "I.. I wanna talk to you about something". The way he said it made Mafioso's heart pound faster. Does he want a divorce? Mafioso thought.

"If you want, we can talk about it after I'm done eating" He added. Chance nodded slowly, now heading to their room. A few minutes have passed, Chance is sitting on the bed with the lights dimmed. Mafioso opened the door; loud sounds from downstairs were being heard. "Heh, do they really like watching games on that high of a volume? Won't that damage their hearing?" Mafioso chuckled, then closed the door behind him. He sat next to Chance on the bed, his hand resting on his.

"Tell me amore, what would you like to talk about?" He gently asked. Chance looked away, his eyes not meeting his husbands; slowly blushing as well. "I.." Chance didn't want to continue further. Mafioso tilted his head in confusion. "I want to have a baby, Mafi" Chance finally spurt out. Mafioso blushed hard, his ears shooting up, and his tail wagged.

"I think I'm ready, Mafi. I'm ready to start a family.." Chance added. The last part was a bit quiet, but Mafioso still heard. "Chance, are you sure?" He questioned, but Chance was being serious. It can be told by his tone and expression. He nodded. "I know you're tired and everything but-". Before he could finish, Mafioso cupped his cheek, slowly turning his head to meet his face, then gently placed a soft kiss on Chance's lips.

He melted into the kiss instantly. They pulled away, and Mafioso spoke. "I may feel tired, but not tired for this" He smirked. Chance's face flushed with excitement. Without further ado, he got off the bed and stripped down to his boxers; Mafioso followed suit. After that, Chance laid down on the bed, while Mafioso positioned himself on top of him. He smiled. "You look gorgeous, baby". He leaned down for a kiss, soft but deep.

They parted after a few seconds. Mafioso's fingers traced the waistband of Chance's boxers. "Can I?" He asked, waiting for consent. Chance nodded. He pulled them down, letting the cold air hiss through Chance's pussy. He shivered suddenly. Mafioso chuckled. "Your cold, aren't you?" He asked. "M-mhm.." Chance replied. To Mafioso's surprise, he was already wet, slick slowly running down to the matress. "Already wet? And just from that one kiss? Gosh you're beautiful" He said with enlightment.

Chance blushed hard. Mafioso's finger slowly began to slide up against the folds, collecting the slick that was already built up. After that, he began to push a finger inside his hole, making him moan quietly. "Mm-hmm..~ Mafi~". He slowly began thrusting his finger. "You're warm, baby. So, so warm" He teased. Chance made a muffled moan after feeling a second finger being inserted. He was already on the verge of coming on his fingers; not even noticing himself rocking his hips on Mafioso's fingers. "Mm. Excited already. I know because you're trying to fuck yourself on my fingers" He chuckled.

"Mmphf..~ Just h-hurry up, please babe.." He begged, tears already forming on the edges of his eyes. He smiled as he took out his fingers. His free hand now tugging at his own boxers, trying to get them down. After he did, his cock slowly sprung out with erection-- using his other hand to rub the slick on it. He then positioned himself in front of Chance's hole.

"I'll go slow and steady, okay?" He whispered. Chance nodded. Then, slowly, he slid the tip in, then the shaft. His walls clenching around his dick, making Mafioso quietly moan. "So.. tight, but yet so warm" he grunted. Once he got all the way in, he let Chance adjust himself. He wasn't as big, thankfully. But Chance still felt smaller compared to Mafioso.

"Mmphf~ I'm ready.." He quietly moaned. Then, Mafioso moved his hips back and forth in a slow pace. Slowly going halfway out, then going back in. "Ah-hah~ M-mafi.. faster please~" he begged. "You sure, hun? I don't want to hurt you". Chance quickly nodded. He grabbed Chance's legs, slightly lifting them up, and started pounding at a faster pace; not too hard though.

Chance was in a moaning mess at this point. "Mmm, you feel so, so good baby" Mafioso said as his face blushed. Now, Chance was over stimulated. The pace got faster, now hitting his sweet spot inside his cervix, which made him moan a little louder. "Oh! Y-yes~! Right there, t-that's the jackpot~" Chance yelped in surprised. His eyes rolled back and his back arch slightly, causing a small cracking sound.

"M-mafi~ fuuuuck.. I'm close- ah~!" Chance yelled as he gripped the sheets, his knuckles turning white. "M-me too baby, but you can come first~" Mafioso huffed and panted. And with that, Chance came. White strings spurting out of his hole, slightly soaking the sheets below him. Mafioso followed after, filling his cervix with his hot seed full of pleasureness.

They both took a while to catch their breath--Mafioso now pulling out. "You did great, baby. How did it feel?" He asked whilst catching his breath. "Good. Real, real good honey" Chance panted. They cleaned themselves up, picking up each others clothes. "Let's take a bath, hun. I know you showered this morning but, we always have to do aftercare" Mafioso said, giving Chance a new pair of clothes. He couldn't walk as much since his legs feel limp like noodles.

Mafioso picked him up like he weighted nothing, and took him to the bathroom. He turned on the water in the bathtub to lukewarm, but somewhat hot water since of course, it's winter season. After filling up halfway, he carefully placed Chance in the tub; with Mafioso behind him. He felt the warmness of the water, and laid back onto Mafioso's chest.

"Feel good?" He grinned. "Mhm, so nice and warm" Chance whispered. He squirted shampoo on his hands, and gently scrubbed Chance's hair and scalp. Chance let himself fall under Mafioso's gentle pressure. He washed Chance's body, then washing himself after Chance was done. They stayed 'til the waters temperature slowly dropped to cold. Mafioso grabbed two towels, he dried himself first, then dried off Chance--wrapping him like a burrito, then carrying him to their room, where their covers were being taken off. "I'll wash those in the morning" He said, shivering under the towel. He chuckled, placing a few blankets on the bed, then threw back the pillows.

After getting dressed, the lights were turned off, then they snuggled. Mafioso held Chance close to him, a hand on his stomach. Chance was slowly drifting off, until Mafioso spoke. "You sure you're ready to become a dad?" Mafioso asked nervously. Chance nodded. "I should ask you that" He giggled. He smiled, held Chance closer, then fell asleep.

...<3

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About a month and a half later..

Chance's eyes shot open, the feeling in his stomach made him jump out of bed and run towards the bathroom. He gripped the toilet seat tight, vomiting the access junk from his stomach. But for some reason, there was no color. Just clear with bubbles. That made Chance confused and concerned. But he couldn't think much because he felt like shit.

Mafioso woke up from the sudden movement on the bed. He was quick to notice that Chance ran to the bathroom yet again to throw up, and this wasn't normal to Mafioso. You see (DHAR MANN REF AHA /kill me lol), Chance had been waking up every morning, or every midnight from Mafioso's perspective, just to run to the bathroom and vomit. But the thing that made it abnormal was that he had been doing this for 3 days straight.

Did he eat something bad last night? Or the night before?. He thought. He got up from bed and went to the bathroom. Chance was still gripping the toilet seat. He wasn't vomiting anymore, thank the spawn. But he was.. crying.

"Chance, honey. It's going to be okay" He said as he rubbed Chances' back in circles. "I-i don't know Maf. It just hurts.. so so much" Chance weepingly said. Mafioso felt bad, so he hugged Chance from the behind, his face in Chance's hair. He didn't hug too tight or else he'll throw up again. He can feel the heat on Chances' stomach, god he was burning.

Chance felt like shit, he was burning bad. Everything he ate, wasn't the problem that caused him to feel like this. But what was it?

The 2 stayed in that position for a few minutes, until Mafioso stood up, helping Chance stand up with him. "Clean up, then you can come rest in the bedroom" Chance nodded in agreement. He cleaned himself, and brushing his teeth to get any bad smell out of there.

Mafioso walked back to the bedroom, a thought rushed through him. Was he pregnant? He thought. He wanted to test out that theory, so he texted one of his men, whom was out at the supermarket.

Mafioso: Capo, I need you to get me some supplies.

Caporegime: Sure, boss. Anything in particular that you need?"

Mafioso: Some stomach medicine... and a pregnancy test. Please.

Caporegime: On it, boss.

After that, Chance returned to the bedroom, but was blocked by the tall figure. He hugged Mafioso, tightly. Mafioso followed suit after. He cupped Chances' cheek, lifting his head up, and leaned down to kiss his lips. Chance quickly melted into it, then broke it soon after. "You taste like mint, amore" He smiled at Chance. Chance let out a shaky laugh.

They went inside the room, sitting up on the bed. Mafioso was reading a book, while Chance was looking down at his stomach. Silence was filled in the room, until Chance broke it once again. "Maf, do you think that... I might be pregnant?" Chance asked, looking at his husband. Mafioso put his book down and spoke. "That was my thought too. So I'm having one of my men get a pregnancy test" He said boldly.

Chance looked back down at his stomach, lightly tapping it. He has gained maybe a few pounds from eating, but he was still in good shape. About 10 minutes pass by, and Mafioso's men return back to the mansion.

Caporegime handed Mafioso the pregnancy test, and a bottle of stomach medicine. He handed the test to Chance, signaling him to take it and see if it was true. He nodded, took the box, and walked to the bathroom.

Chance was scared, nervous, hell even terrified that he might be pregnant. Of course, it was planned. He wanted to get pregnant, but scared that he's gonna go through A LOT of stuff. 

He took out the test and read the instructions. Once he knew how to use it, it put it to the test. After 2 minutes, it was done. The instructions say to wait 10 minutes for the results. The results include: 1 line meaning a negative result; showing a false answer to being pregnant. 2 lines meant a positive result; showing the truth of being pregnant. And the 2 lines is what Chance is going for.

He walked out the bathroom and headed for the bedroom. He saw Mafioso sitting up on the bed, reading a book. "So?" He asked. "I have to wait 10 minutes for the results" Chance applied. Mafioso nodded, and told Chance to sit next to him.

Minutes felt like hours, and hours felt like years. They waited, and waited. Chance looked down at the test in his hand, only showing a visible line. Only 1. Mafioso thought. Chance sighed in defeat. Tears slightly starting to form, until...

Another line fades in.

Both of their eyes widen. Chance gasps loud. "2 lines meant-" He cut himself off. "I'M PREGNANT!" He shouted in excitement. He quickly got up, and jumped onto Mafioso. He wrapped his arms around Maf's neck, and coming in for a kiss. Mafioso melted into it quickly, turning his head for more access.

They broke the kiss, then Mafioso spoke up. "Your wish came true, Chance. I'm so happy for you, honey" Mafioso spoke with happiness, tears starting to swell up in his eyes. Chance wouldn't stop kissing his husband. From his forehead, to his cheeks, and then to his lips; it was like he was hit with a brick of happiness. Chance got up and ran out of the bedroom. He really wanted to tell his men that they were gonna be uncles for the first time.

The 4 men were playing cards, specifically poker. They noticed Chance running to them in a hurry. "What's happening, Chance?" Soldier asked with worriness. Chance handed Soldier the test, bring it in front of the 4 men. It showed 2 lines, indicating that he's pregnant.

"NO WAY! DOES THIS MEAN WE ARE.." Before Soldier can finish, all 4 of them yelled at the same time. "UNCLES?!" Chance laughed and nodded. "Yep! Congrats, boys" Chance smiled at them.

The boys were over the moon, they were excited to be uncles. They're gonna treat the child to be one of them, teach them their ways and everything. Mafioso came downstairs because he heard all of the commotion.

"You boys happy?" He smirked. They all nodded, too fast. Yep, they're excited, all right. Chance laughed in his mind. Consigliere raised his hand up. "So, when can we decorate the guest bedroom?" He asked. Chance shrugged, he didn't know. "Maybe when we know the babies gender" He said. Contractee raised his hand too. "But when will we know?" He questioned. That was another question Chance couldn't answer because he didn't know (ofc he didnt know bc he doesnt know how pregnancies work).

"I think around 20 weeks is when we will know" Mafioso added. "Damn, 4 months?" Chance was in shock. He wasn't expecting that long in months to know the babies gender.

Soldier stood up, confidently. "I know much about pregnancies. I'll be your guide, Chance" Chance smiled, as he hugged Soldier. "I would deeply appreciate that, thank you" Soldier smiled and hugged back.

After that, Soldier began guiding Chance and teaching him stuff that happens when someone is pregnant.

"You see (AHA I DID IT AGAIN), right now, you are about to be in the first semester of pregnancy. During that time, the babies internal organs begin to grow.." Blah blah blah. Then he kept talking and talking, and it was actually making Chance be more interested. He even took notes.

Mafioso saw this, and he smiled, big. He was happy that his husband got what he wanted, and how his men are treating him like royalty.

Night time rolls around. The men just finished their dinner, and are now headed off to bed. Chance and Mafioso stayed behind, even though their plates were empty. Once the 4 men left, Chance's face went from happiness to nervousness. Maf saw this, and placed his hand on top of Chance's.

"Amore, what's wrong?" He asked eagerly. Chance was staring at his empty plate filled with crumbs. "I'm nervous.." He trailed off, but spoke again. "I'm nervous that I might get a miscarriage. Or maybe I get hurt real bad, and so does the baby-" Before he could finish, his eyes were starting to be filled with tears. He slowly started sobbing, quietly.

Mafioso stood up, bringing Chance with him. He hugged Chance tight, like he was the last piece on Earth. "Chance, my baby. You don't need to worry about all of that. We're here to protect you. Me and my men are strong with our hearts content. If anything happens to you, we'll be there in a heartbeat" He smiled, leaning his head into Chance's hair.

The crying slowly stopped. But Chance didn't let go, and neither did Mafioso. After standing for a minute, Mafioso grabbed Chances' hand, and brought him upstairs to their room. Plates left untouched on the table.

They soon changed into their pajamas, then laid down on the bed. Lights were off, doors were closed. The silence is what can be heard.

Mafioso held Chance close, not letting go unless he felt uncomfortable. He then kissed Chances' forehead. "You know I love you, right?" He faintly smiled. His eyes half-lid open. Chance giggled. "Yes, I know. I love you more though". He smiled as he looked down at his husband, planting a small kiss on his lips. "I love you most.." (tangled ref ehehehhe) Maf said as he drifted off to sleep. Chance followed after.

Now the room was filled with soft snores.

The start of Chances' pregnancy starts here...

3-6 Weeks into the pregnancy

A slight bump on Chance's stomach formed. It was round, but wasn't that visible. During this time, the baby grows as a zygote. The placenta had already formed after.

Chance still felt quite sick, but he got over it. The only thing that he wasn't used to was the frequent mood swings. One day he's all lovey-dovey, the next day he has rage as his breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

One afternoon, Chance was in the kitchen, washing dishes. He gets enraged because a stain on a plate wouldn't wash off, even with hot water. "Dude, c'mon man! Why won't this fucking stain COME OFF!!" Chance angrily shouted as he scrubbed roughly on the plate. He scrubbed so hard that the plate might break in half. Contractee heard Chance roaring angrily, so he ran to him. "Chance, calm down. Here, let me do it-" Contra tried to grab the plate, but Chance snatched it away, and slapped him hard on the side of his face, making him step back.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Me." Chance glared. Contractee held his cheek, blown red and swollen by the harsh force of the slap. Chance finally snapped out of the haze. He saw how hurt Contractee was, and quickly set the plate down, and ran to him. "Oh god. I'm so sorry Contra" He said as he held Contra's cheek.

"It's fine, man. It'll heal" He let out a shaky laugh. Chance still felt bad and hugged him, tight. He hugged back. "Do you still want me to help you with the dishes?" He asked. Chance nodded. "Sorry.." He whispered.

"Don't worry about it. I've been hurt worse." Contractee smiled.

After Contractee finished the dishes, he got a pack of ice and set it on his cheek. Chance kept thanking him and apologizing, but Contra waved it off as "It's okay, I forgive you".

Week 6 had started. And of course, Soldier finally got his equipment out. The equipment was the ultrasound, the transducer and the gel. He set everything up, and used the living room TV as the screen for the ultrasound. It made Chance surprised because he didn't know that Soldier took med school. He was quite an expert. (im in the med pathway rn lol)

Chance laid on the couch with a pillow under his head, Mafioso sat beside him. His shirt was off, exposing his breast, which was starting to grow; not to mention the top surgery scars. "Wow.. didn't think my chest would grow.. heh" Chance nervously laughed. "Well, since you're somewhat a woman, their breasts tend to grow to get themselves prepared for breastfeeding" Soldier laughed. Chance blushed hard, but laughed along.

As he started to rub the gel in his stomach, Chance hissed from the touch. "I know, it's cold. You'll get over it" He smirked. Chance looked away, trying to ignore the cold feeling. Then, he felt something touch his stomach, it was some kind.. remote? Oh right, the transducer.

The screen showed a very, tiny, embryo. Everyone looked in satisfaction; with awh's and wow's. "Look at 'em. They're cute" Soldier grinned. "Is there where we know the gender?" Consigliere asked. Soldier nodded, but spoke. "Yep. But we still have to wait a while. Patience is key, though"

The embryo was slightly moving. He then typed something on the monitor, which showed a waveform on the screen. "What does that do, Soldier?" Mafioso asked. "It's to show and hear the baby's heartbeat" He smiled.

He played the audio, then...

Budump.. budump.. budump

Everyone was amazed. The tiny embryo's heart was beating for the first time, and they all heard it.

Mafioso held Chances' hand tightly. "That's our baby, Chance. I'm so proud of you" He said as tears started forming. Chance was already crying happy tears; he couldn't hold them back.

Their hands stay held...

7-12 Weeks into the pregnancy

Chance's bump has grown. Now it's slightly visible underneath his shirt. During this time, the babies body parts begin to grow. Ears, nose, and eyes. The limbs also start to form. Not to mention...

Bunny ears and a tail.

Convenient, but none of them notice the features. The bones were extremely tiny, so it's not visible from the ultrasound just yet.

The morning sickness had finally slowed down; that includes the mood swings. Since the babies internal organs are growing, Chance had to be careful on what he tries to eat.

Soldier gave him a list on the kinds of food he can't eat:

Raw, uncooked and/or over cooked meat and seafood
Raw eggs (who eats eggs raw, ew)
Deli meats; includes hot dogs, bologna
Alcohol (sucks for him bc he likes drinking it alot)
Etc, etc.

So far, everything has been normal. A month and a half into the pregnancy hasn't been such a hassle. Surprisingly, the baby is gonna be half-bunny. It's a surprise for Chance and Mafioso. What will they think when they find out that their baby is a bunny hybrid? We'll find out soon..

...<3

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Around late April and early May, week 17

Chance's morning sickness had finally died down. He hasn't been feeling moody as much either, and he thinks it's a good thing. He wouldn't need to wake up early to vomit, and he wouldn't need to lash out on anyone over something small.

Luckily, Chance was still able to work around the house, though the fact of him being pregnant and his belly giving him more weight. Other than that, he was able to do house chores for once.

On this day, he had been cleaning since 1pm, and it's 4pm right now. He hasn't felt tired--not even an inch. He's washed dishes, folded clothes, vacuumed, hell he even dusted the chandelier. Right now, he was setting up some baby decorations in the guest bedroom. Mafioso entered the room and looked around it. It was decorated in.. white? Well of course, they don't know the gender yet obviously.

"Hm, looks nice" He said. "Well, I tried. It's not as good as I thought"

Mafioso walked up behind Chance, placing his hands on his belly. "Round" He whispered. Chance laughed it off. But then he felt some sort of movement. Chance was shocked by it. "Did.. did it move?" He asked. Maf nodded in response. "Mhm, that's how we know it's alive"

They both know it's almost time to know the babies gender. Just a few more weeks, and they'll get to know the surprise they've been waiting for.

"What do you think the gender is gonna be?" Maf chuckled. "Dunno, maybe a girl. I really wanna dress her up in pretty dresses" Chance exclaimed. "I want a boy. Maybe he can join my men if he's capable to keep his family safe"

Chance just shrugged, he doesn't mind on what gender it is, but he's going for a girl.

"C'mon. You've done enough work for today. Why not spend time with me?" Maf smirked as he looked down as his husband. Chance's cheeks flushed pink. "I-i think I can keep going with this room, it's almost done by the way" He nervously laughed.

Maf's smiled faded to sadness. "It's sad that you denied it". Now Chance felt bad. He looked down at the marble floor. "I know but, I can't risk hurting the baby, you know?" Mafioso nodded, but he tried at least.

"Why not cuddle instead?" He asked. Chance nodded. "To be fair, I do feel kinda tired now" He yawned.

Mafioso guided him to their shared bedroom. Lights were dimmed and the fan was on low speed, enough to make the room not so cold. Since Chance couldn't fit into much of his clothes anymore since his belly had grown, Maf gave him one of his clothes to keep for a few months.

Chance put on one of Mafioso's sweaters. It was warm and soft. He already felt like he was gonna fall asleep. They both sat up on the bed, huddled together. "Mmm, so warm" He purred. "Me or the sweater?" Maf smiled. "Both" He whispered.

They cuddled for a while. Chance still felt the movement happening in this stomach. Thankfully, he wasn't annoyed by it, though it made him feel slightly nauseous.

Out of the blue, he felt kinda hungry, but he was also craving a type of food. And pregnant people get crazy cravings. Chance wanted something savory; something sweet and sour. He wanted a mixture of different fruits mixed with different sauces. And for some reason, it tastes good.

He's been thinking of strawberries with peanut butter. Or maybe pineapple and pickles. But he couldn't decide, it was too many options to choose from.

He didn't want to get up, he felt too comfortable to leave the bed. Plus, he was about to fall asleep at any moment. He snuggled closer to Maf, feeling the warmth on him.

Mafioso was reading when he heard Chance's soft snores. He was fast asleep.

He smiled, placed the book down on the nightstand beside him, and turned off the lights. He held Chance's hand as he closed his eyes.

"I promise to take care of you both. On my hearts content, I'll protect you two no matter what..."

Weeks 18-22

Weeks had passed. Nothing much has changed, other than the sudden movements of the baby. There were kicks here and there.

But today was the day. The day where both Chance and Mafioso get to know the gender of the baby. They were more excited than ever.

Chance was laying down on the couch, shirt off, and gel on his belly. Mafioso and his other 3 men were standing beside Chance. He couldn't stop shuffling around, he was too excited. "Chance, if you don't stop moving, I won't do this for you" Soldier laughed. "Alright, alright. I'll stop" He giggled.

Then the transducer was placed. Moving around his stomach as he is looking for the baby. Then, there it was. The legs and arms grew quite fast.

Soldier was still moving the transducer around until he found a perfect spot to snap a photo, and locate the body parts.

"So.. here are the legs" Soldier said as he circled around the legs with his mouse. Then he moved up towards the upper body and then to the head.

"Here's the arms" He smiled. "And.. here's the ears. Apparently it looks like-" Before he could finish, Chance yelled out. "BUNNY EARS?!"

Everyone was silent for a second. Maf's face was red as a tomato. He didn't think the baby would have his features. He cleared his throat, hard.

"Ahem- anyways" He continued. Soldier then hovered to the lower part of it's body, smiling big.

"You guys ready?" He exclaimed. Everyone nodded quickly. He then hovered the mouse towards it's genital area, and looked closely at it.

"..."

"It's a boy!" He shouted.

Everyone erupted in cheers. Even though Chance wanted a girl, he was still happy. Mafioso was higher than happy.

Mafioso and Chance started crying happy tears. He held Chance's hand and brought it up to Maf's lips, kissing it.

Hell, even Soldier wanted a girl. Mostly because he wanted to play tea party with her, and maybe play dress up--or do his make-up. He didn't mind any of it. But he was glad that it was a boy...

Ever since the ultrasound, Chance wouldn't stop decorating the room with blue and red decorations. He really wanted his son to be a baseball player since he was one back when he was a child.

"Chance, honey. Don't you think you're spoiling him too much?" Maf chuckled. "Nope! Not at all" He said with excitement.

He even had the outfit ready, saying: "Papa's little rookie" (i couldnt think of a good name lol), with a baseball cap.

Once he was done, he panted in relief. He took over an hour just to set up the room yet again.

"Man.. that was a lot of work" Chance panted fast. Maf just laughed and smiled. He opened his arms for a hug. "C'mere" He said.

Chance turned around and went to hug his husband. Arms wrapping around his neck, and his arms wrapping around Chance's hips. Their eyes met for a second, until they lapped into a soft kiss.

"Have you thought of a name for our son yet?" Mafioso hummed. Shit, I didn't think of a name. Chance thought. "Heh, not yet. I wanted to wait because I know you're picky when it comes to names" He chuckled.

"I'm not picky. I'm very wise" He muttered. Chance laughed it off.

They hugged for a bit longer, until they finally left the room, and went to their own.

They changed into their comfy clothes, and laid down on the bed. They snuggled each other before drifting off to sleep.

Maf kissed the top of Chance's forehead. He only hummed to the feeling. Snores were then being filled in the room..

Weeks 23-27

Yet again, weeks later, but nothing important has changed. Chance's belly got a little bigger. It was funny because the baby is only the size of a small cabbage. He knows because he downloaded an app that tells you what size is your baby, how many weeks you are at, and depicting on what happens to the baby during that specific time of week or month.

Before then, Chance and Mafioso were thinking of different boy names and which would be good for their son. They didn't want something too formal or too causal, nothing unusual however. They went though ten's and hundred's of names. But after hours and hours and hours, they finally landed on a name that was perfect for their son.

And his name is gonna be Ace...

...<3