Sam stared at Y/n, trying to think of something to say "Your pregnant?" Y/n nodded as tears formed in her eyes, Sam opened his arms for a hug, Y/n fell into them, her tears becoming more powerful. "We'll figure it out. It's OK, everything's alright." Sam repeated over and over to stop her crying. Y/n sniffled, finally saying something. "I'm sorry."

Sam looked at her confused. "What? It's not your fault, at all." Y/n smiled at his kind words. "You always know what to say." Y/n stroked Sam's hair as she spoke. "How about we talk about this over coffee?" Sam asked, trying to lighten the mood. She nodded as Sam got up to make coffee for them. Y/n followed him down the stairs to the kitchen. She sat down on a stool that was against the kitchen bench. "Do you want kids?" Y/n asked Sam. "I've never thought about it but I would be very happy, especially if I had them with you." He told her, sweetly. He placed the kettle to boil as they spoke to eachother. "Would it interfere with your career?"

Sam paused and thought about the question for a moment. "I don't think so, plenty of the boys have kids." Sam told her reassuringly as he placed down  her coffee. "It's not up to me. I don't have to be pregnant." He joked, hoping Y/n would take it lightly. Y/n thought a bit, she had always wanted kids. "Let's have this baby." Y/n told him confidently.

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AN : Sorry for the short part, there will be more in the next!!