Slut - Seb & Oli
sebastians-perspective:
This was weird. And Sebastian was uncomfortable. Instead of sitting idle in the kitchen, he got up to pretend to be doing something in the fridge, rearranging or looking for something. He wasnāt sure what was more believable, so he just kept his head stuck in it. He listened to Oliās plans for the nursery, something they hadnāt really spoken about in their time together. They probably should have before this moment, though.Ā
āOf course you donāt,ā the woman laughed. āGay men love pink.ā Her ignorance was even making Sebastian roll his eyes, but he stayed silent. āLet me help you!ā Jane insisted. āWith the nursery, I mean. I took a college coarse in interior design and have been itching to get involved in the field.ā At this, Sebastian knew he had to object. He looked back from the fridge and at Jane. āActually, I donāt thi-,ā he was cut off. āOh shush. Iām doing it. Youāll thank me later.ā
Oli wore an incredulous expression, which developed further and further towards outrage as Jane spoke. He had been around innumerable idiots in his life, and even fucked many of them, but she took the cake. Between her rampant stereotypes and the way she obviously still had somethingĀ for Sebastian, Oli was just about ready to toss her out himself.Ā
But then he felt something that made his eyes widen for an entirely different reason.Ā
āSeb!ā He turned to his mate and grabbed his hand, pressing it hurriedly to his belly, where a little flutter could be felt.Ā āThe baby! Sheās kicking!ā Oli didnāt actually knowĀ if their child was a boy or a girl, but the pronoun had been involuntarily chosen; he just had a gut feeling, a motherly instinct maybe, that he was carrying a girl.Ā āCan you feel it? So strong!āĀ















