The movie night was just beginning. Everyone had taken their seats, the lights were dimmed, and the movie was about to start. Magnus Chase, son of Frey, was the designated remote-holder for the evening.

Mallory Keene, daughter of Frigg, was situated on the floor, leaning against her husband, Halfborn Gunderson, her eyes filled with anticipation for the movie.

Samirah Al-Abbas, daughter of Loki, was seated beside T.J, son of Tyr. Both were engrossed in a light-hearted conversation.

Robin, the daughter of Mallory and Halfborn, was trying to keep Lily Jane Grey, the half elf, from eating all the popcorn before the movie started.

Amid all this, Blitzen and Hearthstone were sharing a couch, cozily wrapped in a wool blanket. Blitzen was laying next to Hearth, enjoying the warmth.

Blitzen stealthily placed his hand on Hearth's belly, pretending nothing happened when Hearth looked at him. His actions were unnoticed by the others.

A few minutes later, Blitzen repeated the act. This time, his hand stayed a bit longer, touching the bottom seam of Hearth's turtleneck.

Blitzen continued his actions, smoothly slipping his hand under Hearth's shirt. His hand rested on Hearth's semi-swollen belly, causing Hearth to startle.

"Blitz!" Hearth almost yelled, shooting Blitzen a side glare. Blitzen's hand was cold, and Hearth was not prepared for the sudden chill against his skin.

"Are you okay, Hearth?" Mallory asked, turning her head towards them. She had noticed Hearth's reaction and was concerned.

"Yes," Hearth replied, nodding his head. He then glanced at Blitzen, who had a sheepish grin on his face.

Blitzen then began to rub small, soothing circles on Hearth's belly. His actions were gentle, almost loving, causing Hearth to relax.

The movie started, and everyone's attention was drawn to the screen. The room filled with the ambient sound of the film, making it easier for Blitzen and Hearth to keep their secret.

As the movie played, Blitzen's hand never left Hearth's belly. It was a comforting presence that Hearth found himself leaning into.

The night continued, filled with laughter, gasps, and the occasional argument about the plot. But through it all, Blitzen and Hearth shared a secret moment.

Their secret was a growing life, a symbol of their love. A secret they were not ready to share, but one that filled them with joy and anticipation.

By the end of the movie, everyone was ready to call it a night. Yawns were shared, and goodnights were exchanged.

As everyone left, Blitzen and Hearth stayed behind, sharing a quiet moment. Hearth placed his hand over Blitzen's, smiling softly.

"Our little secret," Blitzen whispered, pressing a kiss to Hearth's forehead. Hearth nodded, his hand squeezing Blitzen's in response.

They sat there in silence for a while, their hands intertwined. It was a moment of peace, a moment of love, a moment of anticipation.

Their movie night had taken on a whole new meaning. It wasn't just about the film or the company. It was about the life they were creating together.

As they got ready for bed, they shared a look. A look that said everything without words. It was a look of love, a look of anticipation.

That night, as they lay in bed, Blitzen's hand found its way back to Hearth's belly. It was a gesture of love, a gesture of protection.

Hearth fell asleep with Blitzen's hand on his belly, a soft smile on his face. It was a night filled with love, a night filled with anticipation.

As they slept, their secret remained safe. Their love, their anticipation, their future was theirs to share when they were ready. Until then, it was their little secret.