So, here we have Natsuki, the last of the Starish boys. I got a request to do Reiji, and so I shall, if you want anyone just go and message me. I'll probably agree to it! That, and if you want me to continue on with it through the pregnancy just say so.
Haru couldn't help but notice that Natsuki seemed to be hiding something, it wasn't that he didn't act normal a good majority of the time- but he seemed to be sneaking about when she wasn't exactly paying attention. It would be a lie if she said she wasn't curious, but she was just so tired. Things like that put a damper on her curiosity. Slowly sitting up on the large bed she and her spouse shared she stretched and put her feet to the ground. Then she heard the sound of singing from downstairs, the only person that regularly sang Piyo chan songs was Natsuki, she knew that for sure. Slipping on her piyo-chan slippers she headed down the stairs, a pale hand rubbing at her eyes, trying to get rid of the remaining grogginess left from sleep. She'd expected to hear the sound of her lover trying to cook, but instead it was nothing like that. Instead he just kept singing, and then the sound of a recorded duck quacking played. What was going on? "Morning Natsuki." She called when she was just behind the distracted man. The blonde turned around, a smile on his face. "Morning, Haru." He chirped, his body blocking whatever could possibly on the table. "What's on the table?" She asked, trying to keep the topic from straying too far. She'd known her love's passion for the bird, but this whole ordeal was making her wonder if he was having an affair with the thing. "Piyo-chan stuiff!" He replied, turning back around. Taking a few steps Haru too saw what he was looking at. There sat a Piyo-chan onesie, a binkie, diapers, a rattle. So many Piyo-chan things. "Natsuki, why do you have baby stuff? We haven't even tried for a baby yet." "You mean- you haven't noticed the changes within yourself?" He asked, a bit dazed. "Changes?" "Well, for starters, you've been sleeping a lot more, you can hardly hold down a meal you enjoy every once in a while, and your friend hasn't shown up within her normal amount of time." Slowly Haru started to piece together what he was saying, the haze of sleep keeping her from figuring it out too fast until her eyes widened. "You- think I'm pregnant?" She asked, looking down at her flat stomach. He nodded, "You can go take a pregnancy test if you'd like." He suggested. Haru turned from the table and headed up the stairs, wondering if her unusually observant husband was onto something. The idea of a a baby though, that really was something. Grabbing one of the tests from under the sink, she took it and put it in a cup before carrying it downstairs. "Have you gotten the results yet?" Natsuki asked, pushing his glasses up a little. "No, not yet." She replied, anxiously glancing down the to cup. He gestured her over, and then they watched for a while. Haru turning away until she heard her husband's voice. "Look! A plus!" He exclaimed a smile on his face. "Looks like we're going to be parents." The composer said, a smile starting to form on her face. The idea of starting a family with the man she loved didn't sound half bad.
I feel like Natsuki would be kind of observant to things like that, I don't know why, but I just... I see it.