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Ocean's words were a small comfort as Desmond opened the box and took out one of the three tests. Kids were fun that much was true-- his older brother, five years his senior, already had a kid of his own and Desmond had spent a lot of time with his nephew. Of course he wanted to keep what he had with Ocean, that carefree togetherness, and despite Ocean's reassurances he still worried a baby might change it. Hell, Desmond had already almost fucked things up just because he'd been worried about whether or not he was pregnant.

Speaking of, he shook himself from his thoughts and eventually pissed on the damn test. Placing the cap back on and the test on top of the box it had come in, Desmond washed his hands and returned to the bedroom to wait with Ocean. However, when he got there, he found Ocean passed out on top of the blankets with his face buried in Desmond's pillow. Smiling lightly at the sight, Desmond grabbed an extra blanket from the closet and carefully slid Ocean out of his shoes before covering him with it. He spent a few moments watching Ocean sleep, happy that the other boy could relax after seeing the state he'd been in. He made a mental note to offer Ocean an Advil or something when he woke before remembering the test in the bathroom.

Taking a deep breath he walked back in and picked the test up off the box, eyes immediately going to the results. And there it was a great big fat + on the little screen in the middle. "Fuck..." he muttered, looking up into his own face in the mirror. It wasn't that he was disappointed really, it was just the reality of the whole thing settling in. The hand not holding the test rubbed lightly at his abdomen in thought as he bit his lip before setting the test back on top of the box and returning to the bedroom. He decided against waking Ocean up, preferring him to get some rest, and instead sat at his desk and flipped through the bio notes he'd missed today that he'd convinced another student to let him borrow.