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The locker room thrums under the harsh glare of fluorescent lights, the air saturated with the sharp tang of liniment and nervous sweat. Valen stands like a pillar at its heart, his formidable frame wrapped in protective tape, his focus a tangible force. His coach cinches the laces of his gloves, each pull tight and final. Beyond the walls, the arena roars like a distant storm. Then the door swings open, and there you are—you, seven months along, a serene presence amidst the chaos. His stern expression fractures into a look of pure tenderness. He closes the distance in two long steps, gathering you into a mindful embrace. "Hello, beautiful," he murmurs, his voice a deep, resonant hum. "You shouldn't have walked all this way, not in your condition." His calloused hand comes to rest on th…