"It's not like that," Tommy says at all, holding Gar so close. Scenting him because he needs to smell his lover close and safe and hopefully content in his arms.
"Billy is... he'd be worse than me. He'd try and magic everything you want and might need. Even if you don't need it. And he's going to be SO gushy when it happens. I just... want this to be mine for a little bit."
Gar relaxes further as the other scents him, keeps him close and he feels safe with him. He hadn't exactly felt unsafe before but he'd been anxious and unhappy.
He tilted his head to look at Tommy and he seems a little relieved by the answer because maybe there'd been a little bit of worry that Tommy was ashamed of this, or him or ... something.
"Okay. I was worried..." he trails off and he feels a bit ashamed of it now that that's where he'd gone first instead of why Tommy really hid it.
Ashamed? No, Tommy was only ashamed of himself. Because the guy had thought, probably correctly, that Tommy would be like that. Which was disgusting. He was... going to try and do his best to prove it wrong.
"You know I haven't hid you even one bit since we started down this road, Gar. It's more... I want this to be mine. For a little while let this just be mine."
Gar smiles then and Tommy's right about that. He shifts a little again only so he can lean in to kiss him briefly. He tucks his head down against the other's shoulder after that. His hand moving to grab one of Tommy's and slowly pulling it to rest of his stomach. It's still early but Tommy would be able to feel the difference in his body already.
"It's ours for now," he says. It's what he'd wanted from the moment he'd found out even if the whole idea of going through this was terrifying he had just wanted to share it with Tommy.
Oh wow, their... their kid must be growing right there, right? Oh god. Tommy can't help how his hand shakes with nervousness. What if he does this all wrong?
"I think... barely remembering them might be better than the life I've experienced," Tommy whispers. "But... but if I'm gonna have kids, I like that they'd be with you. You're a damn good guy."
Gar laces their fingers together and it's almost hard to really comprehend that there's a baby growing inside of him, that that's why he's so nauseous and tired -- though, the tired is also the fact he hadn't been able to sleep well for a number of reasons.
"You're a good guy too. You're a good alpha...mate, we'll figure this out" he squeezes his hand. "I missed you so much..."
Tommy hums happily and while his hand does have to leave Gar’s stomach, he lifts the man gently. He doesn’t fun fast, he doesn’t want to upset that stomach. So tender, so nervous. Instead he just carries his lover and puts him down gently on the mound of pillows.
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“Tell me what you need.”
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“I don’t need anything,” he shakes his head. “You’ve already done a lot...”
“You don’t want Billy to know?”
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"Billy is... he'd be worse than me. He'd try and magic everything you want and might need. Even if you don't need it. And he's going to be SO gushy when it happens. I just... want this to be mine for a little bit."
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He tilted his head to look at Tommy and he seems a little relieved by the answer because maybe there'd been a little bit of worry that Tommy was ashamed of this, or him or ... something.
"Okay. I was worried..." he trails off and he feels a bit ashamed of it now that that's where he'd gone first instead of why Tommy really hid it.
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"You know I haven't hid you even one bit since we started down this road, Gar. It's more... I want this to be mine. For a little while let this just be mine."
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"It's ours for now," he says. It's what he'd wanted from the moment he'd found out even if the whole idea of going through this was terrifying he had just wanted to share it with Tommy.
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"I don't know how to be a good dad."
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"I'm scared too, Tommy. I barely remember my parents..."
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"You're a good guy too. You're a good alpha...mate, we'll figure this out" he squeezes his hand. "I missed you so much..."
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“Would... it be okay to nest up right now and put my head on your stomach.”
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"Of course."
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“This is perfect. I could carry you?”
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"You're being so good to me."
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“I’ll get you a ring. I should have before this.”
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“You don’t have to do that.”
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“We’re mates.”
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“We are... I just... you don’t have to.”
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“Then I’d love that,” Gar says and he’s speaking just as softly. He curls some of his hair around his index finger. “As long as you want to.”
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“I marked you, didn’t I?”
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tommy don't call me out like this
LMFAO
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maybe end?
Indeed