~Two months later~

Ivan sat on his bed and Yao paced back and forth. Both boys were pale with nerves. The Russian had a hand on his stomach absentmindedly and Yao was biting his lip. "How are we going to tell the adults? Or our friends at school…or my sisters, or the teachers, or the doctors…" Ivan whimpered, shaking a little. Yao sighed and turned to him. "We…We'll worry about that…when the time comes, aru. Right now, we need to decide if…" the Chinese teen went quiet.

Ivan waited. "If…?" Yao took a deep breath and sat down on the bed, next to him, eyes dead serious. "If we're…keeping it or not." If possible, Ivan's face grew even paler and he nodded shakily. Yao looked worried and took his hand. "I…want to keep it." Ivan muttered, and looked down at the miniature bump already forming. "I want it…" Yao nodded and felt himself smile softly. "I want it too, Aru…" he admitted softly, feeling much more relieved now that he knew that his partner wanted to do the same. "The other question is…"

Ivan looked over, into Yao's chocolate brown eyes. "Will the adults let us keep it?" This time, Yao paled. "That…I don't know. I know your dad doesn't like me very much, aru. And my mom doesn't like you very much." Ivan nodded. "But no matter what happens…." Ivan smiled and kissed Yao, softly. "We'll always have each other. Da?" Yao felt his face flush crimson, and he nodded. "Of course Vanya." The two boys smiled at each other and Ivan picked up Yao's delicate hand, kissing it softly. This only made Yao blush harder, but the smile never left his face. Ivan giggled, Yao was so adorable when he was blushing. "…I love you, Yao~" Ivan beamed and the shorter boy giggle softly. "I love you too Ivan." The two kissed and smiled lovingly at each other.

Short fluffy chapter is short and fluffy. :3

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