The Pregnant type Pregnant

"There is no end of craving. Hence contentment alone is the best way to happiness. Therefore, acquire contentment."

Shree's Perspective

He held my hand again and the next words that came out of his mouth, made me confuse whether to cry in happiness or laugh at his innocence.

"I want to be a dad. I want to enjoy fatherhood as well. I want our baby." He said shyly, the heat made his ears slightly red, I stood on my feet surprised.

You hear that munchkin. You hear that. Your dad wants you.

As long as my memory served me, he was assorted well with the concept of 'No Kids' so far. He had made me agonized with it. Hell. Adoring a baby was out of question for him; leave alone the diapers and feeding duties. Baffled, I pinched his back of the palm to confirm if he was real or not.

"Ow!!" He winced, he was real. Very much real. He wiggled his eyebrows questionably and I smirked, "You sure won't run away when I will go in labor?"