"Mirraaaaiiiii~"
She sighed and set her book down and walked onto Bright's study, where she found him slumped over his desk,
"Mirai, my back hurts, can you rub it for me?"
She shook her head and walked over, rubbing her hand up and down his back. Bright smiled and purred.
"What are you working on?"
He offered up a some of the papers.
"Taxes."
He yawned and sat up.
"Thank you, I feel a bit better now."
She took the paper from him and read it over. Meanwhile, Bright wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. He rested his cheek against her stomach.
"How's it been? You know…"
She looked down at him and gently stroked his hair.
"It's right there, why don't you look and see?"
He pouted and quietly went back to rubbing her stomach.
"… Do you think it can hear me?"
"Him. It's a boy."
"Do you think he can hear me Mirai?"
He looked up at her. She smiled at him and nodded.
"Of course."
Bright spun the chair to face her and embraced her.
"We can't wait you know."
He rubbed her tummy affectionately.
"What name did we agree on again?"
"Hathaway, don't you remember?"
Bright chuckled sheepishly.
"It was late…"
He steadied himself and readdressed her stomach.
"Hathaway… Like I said, your mother and I honestly can't wait to see you. We're going to do so many things together…"
He his sentence trailed off into nothing. He stood suddenly, roughly, sending the chair rolling away and embraced Mirai tightly, hiding himself in her shoulder. Mirai slowly rubbed his back as Bright sobbed softly into her sweater.