Mario always said he didn’t want kids—not because he hated them, but because the thought of being someone’s father terrified him. Babies overwhelmed him, and deep down, he was scared he’d never know how to be the kind of dad a child deserved. So when Y/N finds out she’s pregnant, telling Mario becomes almost as frightening as the pregnancy itself. His reaction isn’t excitement. It’s silence, distance, and fear. But as the months pass, Mario starts changing in ways neither of them expected. An ultrasound picture disappears into his wallet. Baby furniture gets built in the middle of the night. His hand starts finding Y/N’s stomach without him even realizing it. Mario may not be ready. But maybe becoming a father was never about being ready. Maybe it’s about choosing to stay.
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@kingkayThe bathroom light buzzed softly overhead, too bright against the white tile. Y/n was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, the cold porcelain pressing through her leggings, phone timer counting down the seconds.