( so, he hasn't necessarily been feeling great lately. most days he wakes up sick, puking in the toilet while an exhausted noctis holds his hair back - it almost becomes usual, except keith knows that he's always had a strong immune system, and never really got sick like this as a kid. he brings it up with krolia, wondering if there's a galra sickness like the slipperies coran had gotten all those years ago. she says no, but. she has an idea of her own, and says she'll be making a stop on eos as soon as possible.
so that's how keith ends up sitting on the toilet, noctis away on princely duties, while krolia sits outside and waits. it's just a little stick, and one that keith peed on, no less. it's really not all that intimidating. still, he feels his heart beating like a hammer against his chest while the test develops, five solid minutes stretching into an eternity.
eventually, he shows the two pink lines to krolia. demands another test, also positive, and then another — also positive. krolia holds him tightly and they both smile through their tears, hands pressed against his belly while they wonder about the little nugget growing inside of him. part human, part alien, part royal. a lucis caelum, like their father, like marriage has made keith. he's giddy with it, the notion of family, of making one with a man he loves more than anything else in the universe. he and krolia excitedly discuss baby things for hours on end, but keith kicks her out before noctis gets home, because. because it's special, and maybe private, and. he just wants to have noctis all to himself, tonight.
then. when he gets home, keith is in a familiar position on the couch, kosmo's head on his thigh. he perks when noctis enters, shutting off the tv and turning to face him over the back of the couch, sending him a bright grin. )
Hey. How was your day? ( blah blah blah, he's too excited to actually wait for an answer. ) I got you a present.
( it's just a small, blue box, done up with a plain bow. inside there's a pregnancy test, with two pink lines proclaiming pregnant. )
babies.
so that's how keith ends up sitting on the toilet, noctis away on princely duties, while krolia sits outside and waits. it's just a little stick, and one that keith peed on, no less. it's really not all that intimidating. still, he feels his heart beating like a hammer against his chest while the test develops, five solid minutes stretching into an eternity.
eventually, he shows the two pink lines to krolia. demands another test, also positive, and then another — also positive. krolia holds him tightly and they both smile through their tears, hands pressed against his belly while they wonder about the little nugget growing inside of him. part human, part alien, part royal. a lucis caelum, like their father, like marriage has made keith. he's giddy with it, the notion of family, of making one with a man he loves more than anything else in the universe. he and krolia excitedly discuss baby things for hours on end, but keith kicks her out before noctis gets home, because. because it's special, and maybe private, and. he just wants to have noctis all to himself, tonight.
then. when he gets home, keith is in a familiar position on the couch, kosmo's head on his thigh. he perks when noctis enters, shutting off the tv and turning to face him over the back of the couch, sending him a bright grin. )
Hey. How was your day? ( blah blah blah, he's too excited to actually wait for an answer. ) I got you a present.
( it's just a small, blue box, done up with a plain bow. inside there's a pregnancy test, with two pink lines proclaiming pregnant. )