A/N: I promised more fics this week, so here is a short one done at almost one AM. Sort of mama Maka and daddy Soul. Enjoy!
He didn't want to say anything about it.
Soul feared if he did, he would get chopped into oblivion. It didn't make sense to him though. Maka had been training well these past few weeks, and eating better than usual. She had a nice glow starting to form about her. His wife was truly stunning.
And acting truly strange ...
She had gotten sick a few times recently, but when he rushed to her side, asking her if she was alright, she dismissed it. Then when he was starting to get things going with her in the bedroom, he moved into massage her breast and nearly got a concussion from the chop he earned. When he looked at Maka bewildered, she looked like a deer caught in the headlights, and she nearly started to cry which totally wrecked the mood. He'd been afraid to try anything since.
So for the next few weeks, he leaves her be, and tries not to get frustrated when she refuses to lay on her stomach so he can give her a massage even though she just complained about her back killing her. Or when she almost burns the house down after running away from the food she was cooking, because she says the smell was making her stomach turn.
Then she started sneaking into his shirts more and more. She bought a load of loose cut tops, and didn't bother with her belt anymore. When Soul asked about the new wardrobe change she claimed that she was just too tried with work and stuff to care anymore. One night when she's fast asleep and he comes home from his meeting late, he goes straight to the bed and drapes his arm over her though, he finds out why. Or at least he think he's found out why.
Her belly is bigger. He's almost completely positive her belly is bigger. Not too much bigger, but it is definitely bigger.
His stomach drops, and his mouth goes dry as he puts two and two together. Maybe he's wrong though? He doesn't think he is, but could he be?
She finally tells him the news about their newest edition as she brews him some coffee the next morning, the same stunned look plastered on his face. She explains how she was waiting until she was sure it just wasn't her period acting up because of the pill or that she convinced herself into the side effects, but he doesn't hear all that. He just smirks, and wraps his arms around her waist before kissing her little bump.
He's going to be a dad.