Thanks, stranger! I didn't expect you to go with it and it was something I thought up within a few minutes. Nonetheless, it was cute and I'm content with how it went. Thank you!
You: Pick up jammy dodgers on your way home. -JM
Stranger: Sure thing. I'm on my way back now. -SM
Anything else? -SM
You: Chocolate. Cream. -JM
[Two Minutes Later] Honey, those small jelly candies. -JM
Stranger: Sure thing. -SM
Everything okay? You usually don't crave so many sweets. -SM
You: I'm /fine/. -JM
I'm hungry. And tired. And I feel fat.-JM
Yet one can't feel 'fat,' can they? /Bloated/, perhaps. But not such as an emotion... -JM
Stranger: You should rest then. When's the last time you slept? You're not fat. -SM
You: I'm not sure. I was watching Telly. Boring, but I couldn't help myself. -JM
Are you sure, Sebby? I think I gained weight... -JM
Stranger: ...Are you sure you're okay? You hate telly. -SM
I mean, you may look a little bigger but you're not /fat/ -SM
You: Oh. So you have noticed. -JM
But you didn't say anything. Good on you. I probably would've kicked you out. -JM
Stranger: It's not a bad thing, Jim -SM
You: Are you saying I was too skinny before? -JM
I thought I was quite trim and attractive... -JM
Stranger: No no, not at all. You're perfect. Then and now and always -SM
You: [Delayed] Mmn... Yes, I do believe I have remember why I'll never kill you. -JM
Are you almost home. I'm /hungry/. -JM
Stranger: Love you too -SM
I'm outside right now. Open the door for me? -SM
You: Jim set the phone down and gave a quick hum of excitement. Though it wasn't for Sebastian, it was mostly for the food. He was /hungry/, and he saw the sniper all day /every/ day. Forcing himself up from the little nest he'd made on the sofa, he hurried to the door and pulled it open to attack the bag. It was a bit of weaving around, moving around the blond to get to the plastic sacks, hands greedy with the desire to stuff himself full of the sugary sweet treats. "You got it? All of it?"
Stranger: Sebastian chuckled a little and nodded. "Yeah, all of it." He reassured, handing the bags over to Jim. "You know, I can make you actual food. Something with substance."
You: The shorter male just waved his hand, moving the bags to the sofa so he could tear the package to the Jammy dodger open. He moved the honey and cream to the side before looking pointedly at Sebastian. "Tea, and I want the honest and cream in it."
Stranger: Sebastian nodded, entering the kitchen. "Of course." He sniffed the air for a moment. "You smell different."
You: Looking up from the jammy dodger he was breaking apart in hand, he scoffed before looking at the other. "What do you mean I /smell different?/"
Stranger: Sebastian shrugged a little. "I don't know. You just do."
You: "Explain yourself. As if such an answer would ever be enough." He snorted before setting to actually eating.
Stranger: Sebastian shook his head. "I really don't know, Jim. You just smell...sweeter, almost. Like you're in heat but not as..intense."
You: Heat? /Heat/. "Absurd." He intoned dryly, moving so he could stretch out, flicking through the channels with no desire to decide on one.
Stranger: Sebastian shrugged and continued to make Jim his tea. He entered the living room and set it down on the coffee table. "There you go."
You: Jim looked at it before reaching his hand out to Sebastian. He moved his legs and looked to the side, obviously expecting him to sit down beside him.
Stranger: Sebastian blinked a little before sitting down as guided. He took Jim's hand and squeezed it lightly. "Feel better?"
Stranger: ((brb))
You: Jim moved so he could lay against Sebastian, sprawling out as much as possible. "Much better." He hummed, letting his head drop against the other.
Stranger: Sebastian smiled a little and ran his fingers through Jim's hair. "You're awfully affectionate."
You: He could only purr at the contact, leaning into it and closing his eyes. Only then, with Sebastian's warm and scent comforting him, did the exhaustion finally take over. He slumped into the other, sighing softly as he began to drift.
Stranger: Sebastian continued to play with Jim's hair, even after he fell asleep. He sighed contently before moving them both; the blond picked Jim up and carried him into the bedroom. He laid down with Jim and tucked them both in before letting himself rest for a while.
You: Jim didn't stir when Sebastian lifted him, nor did he stir, asleep completely. He snuggled into Sebastian, only waking several hours later with a whine. He reached for the sniper, shifting and moving so be closer.
Stranger: Sebastian woke up as Jim moved closer, sighing contently. He wrapped his arm around Jim's waist tighter, pulling him closer.
You: He pushed his face against Sebastian's neck and settled in a bit. After a minute, he licked his lips and clutched Sebastian tightly. "I'm pregnant."
Stranger: Sebastian blinked, pulling back so he could look down at Jim. "What?" Surely Jim was still half asleep...
You: "I'm pregnant..." He mumbled, sighing with discontent as he tried to move back to rest his face against Sebastian's neck.
Stranger: Sebastian held Jim tightly. "When did you find out?" He asked softly.
You: "Yesterday afternoon." He replied, breathing in the Alpha's scent, voice calm, though he was holding onto Sebastian as tightly as possible.
Stranger: Sebastian nodded a little. "That explains your scent." He murmured. He kissed the top of Jim's head. "So now what?"
You: "We sleep. I eat, I sleep more, I become irritable, I kill a very large number of people, I run my business, I eat, I sleep, my libido increases in full... And I eat more." He answered, relaxing when Sebastian kissed him.
Stranger: Sebastian blinked a little. "You're...keeping it?"
You: "Yes." He answered, nuzzling Sebastian's neck. "I wasn't going to originally. We're certainly not the best people to raise a child, are we? I send you off to kill people, you kill them. I enjoy watching you torture people, and so on."
Stranger: Sebastian held Jim tighter. "What changed your mind?"
You: "You." Him continued, leaning back so he could rest on his spine, he tilted to face the blond. "One night specifically... You were drunk, so I don't expect you to remember."
Stranger: Sebastian tilted his head to the side. "What did I say?" He asked softly. He moved one of his hands to rest over Jim's stomach.
You: Jim moved his hands to rest on Sebastian's, thinking back on it. "You wanted children, obviously... But that you wanted to be there for the pregnancy, to watch the way it changed the person, and then do all those typical cliche things couples do when they find out."
Stranger: Sebastian sighed softly and rubbed Jim's stomach. "If...if you don't want to, it's okay." He murmured. "I don't want you to go through with this just because I want to..."
