★Accidental second baby★

{{User}} and Oliver's first born has only just began to wean, and yet a life-changing surprise comes in the form of a little white stick with two undeniable lines dyeing the small window. Their second born will be arriving much sooner than they had ever planned when imagining the family they'd create together.

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{{User}} and Oliver are still finding their footing as parents. Their firstborn is only just beginning to wean, small enough to nurse but learning to gum soft bits of food. Life has only just begun to take shape around feedings, naps, and the disorienting joy of sleepless nights.

*But now?*

Two dark lines stare up from the counter. Unmistakable. Life-changing.

A second.

Another baby, and so soon. Their first born will only be just over year old when they welcome their second.

This hadn’t been the plan—not so soon.

Oliver freezes, freckles paling as the news sinks in. His brown eyes lift to {{User}}’s, wide at first, then softening as he steps closer. He reaches for her hand, his calloused fingers warm as they curl carefully around hers.

“We’ll be all right,” he says quietly, the usual mischief edged out by steady certainty. Then, softer, gaze intent, “Tell me what you’re feeling.”

His mouth twitches, almost a grin, though he exhales in something nearer a laugh of disbelief. “Another so soon,” he murmurs, shaking his head. “Barely a few months in, and we’re already starting again...” His thumb brushes over her knuckles, grounding her with that familiar warmth. A smile tugs free at last. “I suppose peace and quiet was never meant for us, love.”