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Patting Ocean's hand softly as he stroked his distended abdomen, Desmond leaned his head back to take Ocean's lips in a soft kiss. "Oh yes, I put all the blame on you," Desmond teased him with a light grin. "It's all your fault our boys are nice and healthy and everything's going well." He kissed him again with a roll of his eyes, feeling the activity of their twins beneath their hands. "I think I can manage for a little while longer, they'll be here before you know it and we'll be missing the days they were still inside me and weren't able to cry." His stomach growled at the idea of breakfast and Desmond nodded at Ocean's question. "Yeah I could definitely eat a bit for breakfast this morning."

With a little help from Ocean, Desmond was able to push himself out of bed, rubbing at his back once he was upright. "I could probably use a shower too after breakfast, don't need to give my mother any reason to think I'm not taking care of myself." Desmond rubbed gently at his swollen belly with another yawn before going into the kitchen with Ocean. Desmond had gotten to be a pretty decent cook since Ocean had been working so often, taking it upon himself to have at least a nice meal for him when he got home late at night.