09-27-2018, 02:35 PM
Morrison sank back more and he sighed, his eyes closing while he relaxed there alone and watched the sky, his eyes closed and head tilted back. His usually tan skin was almost a sickly pale after the weeks of laying in bed, he didn't recognise himself but he did recognise the familar feelings being outside brought back to him. It opened him up more, even to Jamie and the bastard child inside of him, he sighed and wondered about his home. About his dog and sister, and the animals she most likely had her hands full with, he wondered if she thought he was dead.
He startled when he heard Jamie hiss with pain, he looked over to the bushes where he knelt and they made brief eye contact when he glanced to him. Morrison watched him stand and cut the flower at the stem, wondering what he might do with it and hoping he wouldn't come back over to him. Though his hopes were crushed as the alpha walked over to him and he had no choice but to take the rose from him, frowning a bit and holding the plant. He looked at it and didn't know how to respond to it exactly when he was given it, he stayed silent and laid it beside him on the stone bench. His hands moving to rest on his middle against the fabric of his shirt that was growing tighter by the day around his firm stomach. He didn't know how to place his time here, he was big, but not huge, if he was close to his due date he didn't feel like it. The baby didn't seem to be a healthy weight if he was close to delivering, he didn't even know why he cared if it wasn't.
He startled when he heard Jamie hiss with pain, he looked over to the bushes where he knelt and they made brief eye contact when he glanced to him. Morrison watched him stand and cut the flower at the stem, wondering what he might do with it and hoping he wouldn't come back over to him. Though his hopes were crushed as the alpha walked over to him and he had no choice but to take the rose from him, frowning a bit and holding the plant. He looked at it and didn't know how to respond to it exactly when he was given it, he stayed silent and laid it beside him on the stone bench. His hands moving to rest on his middle against the fabric of his shirt that was growing tighter by the day around his firm stomach. He didn't know how to place his time here, he was big, but not huge, if he was close to his due date he didn't feel like it. The baby didn't seem to be a healthy weight if he was close to delivering, he didn't even know why he cared if it wasn't.
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