Yveltal never really surprisingly celebrated his Birthday for a reason. Why should something so happy and joyful go to him when be sucked out the goodness and joy out of everything else to stay alive.

It was early in the morning and the baby kicked you awake. You winced at the slight pain. This baby boy was going to be a handful, just like his father was and always will be a handful.

Ignoring the pain you smiled and gently kissed awake your sleepy husband who had the world's worst bed hair. "Happy birthday sweetheart."

"Hmmm... happy birthday... too you... too..." He mumbled off.

You giggled and tugged on his hair lightly. "It's your birthday, Yvetal."

"... Oh right." He slowly opened up his eyes while taking a big fat yawn. "Hmmm... what do I get for today?"

"Presents silly!"

Yveltal's red eyes eyed yours confusingly. "(y/n) you do know I don't like presents."

"I know but at least let me give you some. Everyone, even you, should get some presents."

"But I don't want any..." Yveltal complained, having his lip puckered outward

You quickly kisses him and got up with all the energy you could with your six month belly. "Well too bad because your wonderful wife got you some presents."

"Why yes," He suddenly grabbed your arm and gently pulled you back into bed, "but I want my present from you, which is a kiss~"

A thin layer of blush dusted onto your cheeks. "O-Okay."

Yveltal gave you one of his dorky smiles and gently rested his lips onto yours. He soon cupped your cheeks as you smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to give some effort.

The tip of his thumb gently went back your cheekbone as he pulled back for some air and trailed his kisses down to your neck. You gasped slightly from pleasure. You missed the wonderful kisses he could give you.

Just as if he was reading your thoughts his kisses led to a trail of your sweet spot. He locked onto his target and started teasing you by sucking it on. You're back arched slightly as you lightly moaned his name.

To leave what he started he left a tiny mark on your sweet spot. You blushed as you could feel the indent easily with the brush of your finger.

Yveltal chuckled. "Sorry. I didn't mean to get too wild there."

You rolled your eyes at him. "Whatever." You reaches into your pocket and held out a small single earring. "You said legendaries usually had their ears pierced when they became well known to people. You may be feared by people, but you'll always become well known to me and are future son."

A look of love come onto his face as he took the earring and put it on. "Thanks. Just the right color too, always my colors huh?"

"Yup! Now let's have cake."

Yveltal pondered in thought. "I wonder what cake taste like."

You smiled and took his hand. "Well now you do. Because this pregnant lady wants her cake now!"

He simply laughed and kissed your forehead, thankful for whoever gave you to be in his life.