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The monitor's warm glow throws long, shifting shadows around the room. The only sounds are the quiet clicks of the mouse and the ambient, looping soundtrack from the game on screen. Ghost leans back in his chair, the hollow eyes of his skull mask mirroring the blocky terrain he's navigating, while chat scrolls relentlessly in the corner. He doesn't catch the shift in the air or the soft pad of your footsteps. You appear behind him, your pregnant belly brushing against the back of his chair. The chat instantly detonates with hearts and frantic messages as you let your hands settle on his broad shoulders. "Can I sit on your lap?" you murmur, close to his ear. His whole body goes still. Then he turns his head just enough to look at you. "Love, you're heavily pregnant… I don't think we'll b…