A drabble for my friend @treblerose689 who wanted some Troy/Harris fluff.
This is short and I wrote it quickly and I’ve never written them before, so it might be terrible but hopefully you enjoy!
“This will be fine, right?” Troy asked anxiously.
“Well it’s a bit late to change our minds now,” Harris responded, looking pointedly at the door they were headed towards.
“I just…” Troy started, but trailed off when Harris stepped into his path, stopping him in his tracks.
Harris put his hands on Troy’s cheeks and looked into those gorgeous clear blue eyes, currently wide with anxiety.
“You are going to be an amazing dad.” Troy opened his mouth, but Harris moved his right hand to cover it. “Your dad is a piece of shit. So, that means you know everything not to do. And you care enough about being good that you are this worried about it. You’ve got this.”
Harris pulled his hands back to let Troy speak, but first Troy caught Harris’s hand that had been over his mouth and kissed the palm. It didn’t matter how long they’d been together, Troy never failed to make Harris’s insides go completely mushy.
“I still think you should have been the donor. We’re not giving the kid a great start by giving him my dad’s gene’s.” And mine, was the rest of the sentence that Troy knew better than to say to Harris. Ok, so Troy accepted that and now was moving on to his other, consistent worry. Harris sighed.
“One person with a heart condition in this family was enough. Yes, I know it’s not a guarantee, but only one of us can be freaking out about this and you were going to freak out no matter what so, your genes and I don’t have to freak out about my baby’s heart.”
Troy nodded, though he didn’t look at all less anxious.
“Plus, if we want to give our kid the best start, making sure he’s ridiculously attractive will definitely help.”
Troy gasped in mock offense. “Don’t you dare. A mini Harris would be so much cuter!”
Harris scoffed. “One of us has been on the cover of magazines, and it’s definitely not me.”
Harris loved Troy’s embarrassed blush. It was absurd that someone that hot was that shy about it.
“Now can we go? I wanna see if our son has your eyes.” Harris was practically bouncing with anticipation.
“We won't know that for sure until he’s like a year old,” Troy pointed out.
“Damn, that’s a bit late to return him, huh?” Harris jokes.
Troy snorted. “Yeah, I think we’ll be stuck with him even if he isn’t a model.”
“See? You’re more supportive than your dad already!” Harris responded cheerfully.
Troy rolled his eyes, but as they got to the door he took a deep breath and set his shoulders.
“Let’s go meet our son,” Troy said to Harris, taking his hand.
Harris beamed at his sweet husband, who he knew would be the best dad. “I can’t wait!”
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