[Klayko]

Larry shook his head at the absurdity. Not because Aryin was pregnant somehow. Not because he wasn’t told it occurred -He was plenty pissed about that-. It was because Aryin stated he understood if Larry wanted nothing to do with the child. Larry was a young adult. The last thing he thought about was children and as fate seemingly tried to have it with him, what should have been a safe practice with another man had given him just that: A child on the way.

“No,” he finally said with a sigh. “It’s...mine...”

This was not fair in any regards. He just got to America, after all. Still, he had to let those frustrations aside. Aryin was going through an odd predicament.

“It’s not me you need to worry about though.”

Larry was told to stay away with a discreet implication by Romeo himself. Sure, Sarah gave Aryin the number, but how were most really feeling? Would they praise Larry for this occurring or would they get pissed? He wish he could say he did not care about their opinions, but he was lower than a foot soldier and fresh off the boat. By Aryin not telling him, Larry was placed in an even worse scenario.

Larry made himself available. He opened his arms and brought Aryin close with an embrace and easing them down on the bed a bit more. He was sobbing himself just as much as Aryin was because Larry felt screwed one way or another. Aryin would get bigger, questions would be asked. He was damned if he did or didn’t at this point.

“We’ll figure it out.”