Re: Corner Bedroom
Vincent woke to the sound of soft voices and moving warmth, and the feeling that there was something wrong with that. Not supposed to be awake, and no voices or warmth in his coffin. His mind felt not right in a different way than usual.
He stirred slightly, trying to pry his eyes open. This wasn't his coffin, though. Big, comfortable bed. With other people on it.
Oh. His- her mates. Not in the Labs anymore, and he had become a she at some point between Nibelheim and here - wherever here was - and... she was... pregnant?
She groaned softly and buried her face back against blond hair - Cloud's hair. There was no impending doom or life-or-death situations requiring she got up from the bed, anything else could wait a bit longer until the head-fuzziness was gone.