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Wiping at his eyes again, Desmond gave Ocean a light shove with his elbow. "I don't hate you, you weirdo." Rolling his eyes he offered the pictures out to Ocean since he hadn't gotten a chance to look at them properly. "Not now anyway, ask me again in six months when nothing fits and I'm the size of a whale." It was going to take a lot more work for them to get ready for the two babies and they'd probably have to take a couple extra shifts at work while they still could for the money but if they'd been ready for one they could be ready for two as well. "Though I suppose I won't be able to work as long as we planned," he added, running a hand through his teal hair. "That whole 'size of a whale' thing is coming a lot sooner than I thought."