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“ you’re going to be a father. ”
@livesforgttn
A wide grin spread across his face, picking Briana up and spinning her around before laying a quick kiss on her. “I promise, you’ll enjoy being a mother so much you won’t be able to wait to have another. And I already know you’ll be so good at it. There’s a room I’ve set aside for a while, thinking it would make a good nursery.”
❛ it’s just a scratch, don’t worry. ❜ Dalisay says with a laugh and a hand against her cheek to cover the worst of the bruise. But in her defense— flimsy as it may be —the injury on her arm from being quite literally thrown out of her boyfriend’s house— well, EX boyfriend now —is a scratch. Red and stinging from where her petite body had skidded across the sidewalk, but a scratch nonetheless. Honestly, she should have expected it… He had been getting more temperamental lately.
Hence the decision to leave him. One that he hadn’t taken too kindly… and now she’s back on the street; literally, the young woman having been found sitting up from where she landed. Disheveled and hurt, but alive… and back on her own. But that’s fine! She’s done this before and she’ll do it again.
With that thought, Dalisay beams up at the large stranger, odd-colored eyes— one lavender and one baby blue —sparkling with good-natured defiance as she extends her hand (expecting to be helped up) and states with a giggle, ❝ Now if you’d please help me up, I’ll brush myself off and be on my way! ❞
@ducktales-wco-oo
“That’s no way for a man to treat a lady.” The contempt in Mitch’s voice was honest, glaring at the now closed door like he was considering bashing the door down to teach the man some respect for the fairer sex. But, Mitch supposed, that would mean neglecting the obviously hurt woman in front of him and he couldn’t do that. Instead, he held a hand out to her with a gentle smile.
He could spare a room for a helpless woman who needed to be tended to, assuming she had no other place to go. She was adorable, which also helped. And familiar. But the familiarity was something he couldn’t place just at the moment.
“My lady, your wish is my command. I can take you to your home, or if you don’t have anywhere else, I have a free room that you can stay in until you get back on your feet, free of charge. Anything to make up for that man’s appalling display. Clearly, no one’s taught him manners before and you can do far better.”
“You’re going to hurt yourself like that, you know.” Mitch sighed, shaking his head before moving to help. “You really need to think about these things first. If something were to happen with no one here to help...” He lets the sentence linger, unfinished.
"Sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof you’ve been ruined."
@calisotamuses
“I don’t believe any woman - any person - can be ruined unless they agree to it.” Mitch said, considering Gandra. “And a ruined person doesn’t acknowledge that they are. Look at you! You’re a beautiful woman who could have any man in the world that she wanted. I know I’d be honored to have you go out with me. I promise to be a perfect gentleman, no kissing on the first date unless you want that.”
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"I took a couple extra tests just to be sure. They're all positive." (Daisy @ Mitch)
@decanard
“I’m so glad.” Mitch smiled at her, both hands coming out to cradle Daisy’s stomach. She was going to look so beautiful when the egg was ready to be laid. “I’ve always wanted a family, I know I’ve mentioned that. I hope this can be our first of many.”
“I took the test nine times, okay, and all of them are positive. This is real. This is happening.”
And Laurel is happy about it. At least, she thinks she is. She really, really wants to be. After all, she and Mitch have been trying for this. They want this. But still…
“…It’s been seventeen years since I was pregnant with Carroll. So. I guess I’m a little nervous. On top of all the excitement. But you’ll help me through this, right?”
@calvinsocs
“Laurel, I would never abandon my family. I’ll take care of you and our egg and every egg that comes after it.”
And then he’s kissing her, on hand resting on her stomach. His wife. His egg. Everything he needs in his life right here. There’s the matter of Laurel’s work, but he’s sure he can convince her to see the right path easily enough.
“You did a good job with Carroll despite your asshole of an ex. With us working together? Our kids will want for nothing.”
"I'm sorry, I should know better." @calvinsocs
“Laurel,” Mitch takes her face in his hands, shaking his head. The touch is gentle. “It’s okay, I know your ex was awful. Don’t worry, any mistakes you make, we’ll work through together. It’s just unlearning him.” He leaned down to kiss her. “What matters is that you recognized what you did. I forgive you.”
