[Sam260]

When the doctor left, Ocean slowly sat down on the edge of the exam bed with Desmond, kissing his temple and sighing softly "I guess that's why you've been struggling to fit into your pants properly at such an early stage." He was by no means calling Desmond fat, he just knew that this had been a struggle recently. He settled a hand on that stomach, smiling softly "Guess we're gonna have to buckle down even harder... work a little harder." He kissed Desmond's temple again and looked down at him "Are... are you okay with this? I mean... I know we don't have much of a choice, but... Are you kind of hating me right now?" It was all his fault, he'd put the seeds, he'd messed things up.