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[ tighnari is uncomfortable.
he never expected to be in this position. tighnari had been told that he was unlikely to have children, and that was fine by him - he'd wanted children, but he was more than happy to adopt. then cyno had walked into his life - or, well, tighnari had walked into his - and here they are, tighnari's belly swollen with kits, his back aching, his moods a roller coaster, his hormones entirely out of control.
but he's happy. he's happy to have cyno in his life, he's happy to have children with him, however unexpected and terrifying the idea had been when first he found out he was pregnant. tighnari is a planner, and the sudden news of children had knocked him for quite a loop. but he's had time to make his peace with it, to rearrange his life to make this work.
with a heavy sigh, tighnari steps into their large shared loft apartment, tossing his keys on the table by the door, and stretching his back. kicking off his shoes, he steps further into the room, one hand smoothing over his belly, over his green knit sweater. ]
Cyno? Are you home?
he never expected to be in this position. tighnari had been told that he was unlikely to have children, and that was fine by him - he'd wanted children, but he was more than happy to adopt. then cyno had walked into his life - or, well, tighnari had walked into his - and here they are, tighnari's belly swollen with kits, his back aching, his moods a roller coaster, his hormones entirely out of control.
but he's happy. he's happy to have cyno in his life, he's happy to have children with him, however unexpected and terrifying the idea had been when first he found out he was pregnant. tighnari is a planner, and the sudden news of children had knocked him for quite a loop. but he's had time to make his peace with it, to rearrange his life to make this work.
with a heavy sigh, tighnari steps into their large shared loft apartment, tossing his keys on the table by the door, and stretching his back. kicking off his shoes, he steps further into the room, one hand smoothing over his belly, over his green knit sweater. ]
Cyno? Are you home?