“Phi!” On Monday morning, the day after the big reveal, Porchay barged into the living room with his hands full of bags, as Porsche was lying on the couch like the potato he had become.
“What’s all this?”
“P’Khun helped me buy everything you needed for the pregnancy”
“There’s only a few days left”
“Better now than never…” He managed to answer as he was putting the heavy bags on the table. Thankfully, it mostly looked like groceries. Porsche tried to stand up to help but Chay stopped him midway.
“No! It’s okay, I can handle this!” Porsche despised feeling so helpless but as every movement he made felt like he was carrying thrice his weight, he didn’t protest.
His brother then quickly left and came back a few minutes later with a huge, long, pillow that he carried up to the couch.
“What’s this?”
“A pregnancy pillow! It will help you sleep!”
“…How?”
“Here. Wrap around it. It’s supposed to help you carry the weight. You don’t have a belly but I’m sure it will make you feel better”.
Porsche doubted anything – except maybe a certain person but that was not the point- could help him sleep but he still lied back on it.
“Thank you, Chay, it’s perfect”
“Of course! By the way, I totally forgot to ask you about the sexes of the babies! P’Tankhun and I would LOVE to decorate the babies room! I assume they’ll have to stay at the hospital for the first months but if we were to paint the walls, we should start now”
Porsche’s mind blanked at the word “babies”. Since the day before, Porchay had urged him to tell him everything. And he had. He told him about Kinn, the breakup, the pregnancy, the discovery of the true mate bond… except, he couldn't tell him how he felt about “them”. Or the lack of feelings.
Maybe it was the look on his face, but Porchay frowned, with a worried expression as he sat down next to him “Is it too overstepping?”
“Huh?” Porsche was still thinking of a way to announce he didn’t intend to raise them. Especially now that he knew for sure the Theerapanyakun's would take care of everything. Since Sunday night, he’d been receiving dozens of text messages (and even two phone calls) from strangers congratulating and welcoming him to the family. How they got his phone number, he had no freaking idea. He even received flowers this morning from Vegas and Macau’s father, a conceited man who had ignored him every single time they met until now.
“I know it’s complicated between P’Kinn and you… I thought maybe we could make two rooms? One at the pack house and one here?”
“Oh.”
“I mean, you’d decide of everything, of course! We would just help you!”
“No, you guys can take care of the decoration”
“Really?”
“Yes. At the pack house.”
“Not here?”
“I don’t think it’ll be necessary”
“Okay! That’s some great news! I’m sure things will work out between you two soon enough”
“Yeah…”
“So, boys or girls?”
“Both”
Porchay squealed, jumped into his arms. “I’m so happy, phi! I can’t believe I’m about to be an uncle!”
Porsche didn't want to spoil his happiness.
He’d tell him, later.
-
Monday (D-3 before the appointment, D-5 before the C-Section)
I called the doctor.
[09:12] [Stinky Alpha]
You’ve been very reckless.
[09:12] [Stinky Alpha]
How are you feeling today?
[09:18] [Stinky Alpha]
Is Porchay still with you?
[09:36] [Stupid Mate]
You can come back at the pack house, your room is waiting for you.
[09:39] [Stupid Mate]
You don’t have to worry about Tawan by the way, he won’t be a problem anymore.
[09:41] [Stupid Mate]
Porsche.
[10:00] [Stupid Mate]
Do you intend to ignore me until the appointment?
[10:00] [Stupid mate]
Porsche.
[11:00] [Stupid mate]
Ignore me all you want, I’ll come at your place.
[11:30] [Stupid mate]
don’t u dare
[11:31] [Me]
Finally.
[11:31] [Stupid mate]
and fuck u, i did what i had to do
[11:32] [Me]
i wonder how you’d react if ur alpha ass suddenly made freaking babies
[11:32] [Me]
So that’s why you gave me the silent treatment?
[11:33] [Stupid mate]
I meant it, Porsche. The doctor said it could have been very dangerous. You should have told me way sooner.
[11:34] [Stupid mate]
we alr had this conversation
[11:34] [Me]
and turns out im fine no?
[11:34] [Me]
You’re stubborn.
[11:35] [Stupid mate]
Ur an asshole.
[11:35] [Me]
You didn't answer me about coming back at the pack house.
[11:40] [Stupid Mate]
im fine, ty
[11:35] [Me]
You need my pheromones, Porsche.
[11:40] [Stupid Mate]
I said im fine
[11:35] [Me]
Whatever, we’ll talk about this later.
[11:40] [Stupid Mate]
What about Porchay? Can he stay with you at least?
[11:40] [Stupid Mate]
Yes now stop bothering me.
[11:35] [Me]
-
Do you work tonight? Big will drive you.
[16:40] [Stupid Mate]
took the week off.
[17:00] [Me]
Good. I scheduled a car to pick you up on Thursday. Also, I dealt with the hospital bills and the C-Section will be performed at our private hospital on Friday instead of Saturday.
[17:01] [Stupid Mate]
u did what
[17:02] [Me]
Is Friday not a good day? We could move up the appointments.
[17:03] [Stupid mate]
ur unbelievable
[17:05] [Me]
What’s wrong?
[17:05] [Stupid mate]
u being a control freak like always
[17:07] [Me]
Whine all you want, I will take care of you.
[17:09] [Stupid mate]
u know what? Do whatever the fuck you want, idc anymore
[17:10] [Me]
Can we stop fighting?
[17:12] [Stupid mate]
no
[17:20] [Me]
Good night, Porsche.
[22:00] [Stupid mate]
-
Tuesday (D-2 before the appointment, D-3 before the C-Section)
Good morning, Porsche.
[09:00] [Stupid mate]
How are you feeling today?
[09:01] [Stupid mate]
fine, goodbye.
[09:16] [Me]
I apologize for yesterday.
[09:18] [Stupid mate]
I should have asked you before making any decisions.
[09:19] [Stupid mate]
I can cancel everything.
[09:21] [Stupid mate]
no
[09:28] [Me]
it’s ok
[09:28] [Me]
ur the father after all
[09:29] [Me]
You’re the father too.
[09:30] [Stupid mate]
right
[09:32] [Me]
about that
[09:32] [Me]
?
[09:35] [Stupid mate]
i thought maybe the
[09:37] [Me]
babies
[09:38] [Me]
could stay at the pack house
[09:38] [Me]
Is that what you want?
[09:40] [Stupid mate]
Yes
[09:41] [Me]
Ok, I’ll make the arrangements.
[09:42] [Me]
Thank you
[09:46] [Me]
Of course, do you need anything else?
[09:47] [Stupid mate]
uhh
[09:48] [Me]
can u send me some shirts?
[09:49] [Me]
What size? Color? Fabric?
[09:51] [Stupid mate]
no, i mean
[09:52] [Me]
urs
[09:53] [Me]
worn
[09:53] [Me]
It would be my pleasure😊
[09:55] [Stupid mate]
-
Did Big deliver the package?
[14:38] [Stupid mate]
Yes
[14:53] [Me]
u didn't need to send me all this
[14:54] [Me]
especially not ur blanket
[14:54] [Me]
It might come handy at night
[14:55] [Stupid mate]
sure
[14:56] [Me]
ty I guess
[14:57] [Me]
You’re welcome 😊
[14:57] [Me]
-
Good night, Porsche.
[22:01] [Stupid mate]
-
Wednesday (D-1 before the appointment, D-2 before the C-Section)
Good morning, how are you feeling today?
[10:30] [Stupid mate]
fine
[11:38] [Me]
Great, tell me if you need anything.
[11:45] [Stupid mate]
-
Good night, Porsche.
[20:45] [Stupid mate]
See you tomorrow.
[20:45] [Stupid mate]
gn
[20:55] [Me]
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no escape
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