— 12 weeks?
— Yes... so it looks like we got pregnant the first few times we...
— Yeah, yeah... don't say it! You don't want Garbancín to hear.
— Garbancín?
— Yeah, like a little chickpea. Do you have a better name? We need to call it something until we decide.
— Including you?
— You be quiet, Pond! I'm going to be their favorite uncle.
— We'll see about that.
— Guys... how am I supposed to tell Joong, and when?
— I might have accidentally solved that for you. I was on the phone with him when you were talking to Phuwin...
— What? I'm not ready...
— It's not like you're confessing to an affair.
— Affair?
— Joong...
— We'll leave you two alone. Phuwin, let's go.
— Dunk, what's going on? I've been trying to reach you since that day at your place. If you need space, I can...
— No.
I'm terrified. I don't know how he's going to take it.
— So, Joong... you know all the times we've been intimate? And the lack of protection?
— Ummm... yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?
— Well... here.
I hand him one of the ultrasound pictures.
— ... is this...?
— A baby. Our baby.
— ...
I don't want to jump to conclusions, but this silence is killing me.
— I'm 12 weeks along.
— ... so... we're going to be parents...
— That's what it looks like.
— You're pregnant.
— Yes.
— With my baby?
— Do you need me to confirm it for you?
— No. It's just, I'm surprised. I didn't expect... I thought you couldn't...
— Yeah, I didn't expect it either. I thought I couldn't, like other nekoboys, but apparently there's a small percentage of us that can.
— And you're one of them. You're so special, of course you would be. And we're going to be parents. Am I dreaming?
— ... Does it feel like a nightmare?
— What?! No!
— I'm sorry, I know this wasn't in your plans...
— Or yours.
— No.
— And how do you feel about it?
— I... I won't lie to you. At first, I was skeptical. It felt like a bad joke, but once I was alone and could process it, I felt... protective? Like I already cared about the baby.
— It's our baby.
— Yeah... so, do you want to have this baby with me? I won't force you to...
— Dunki... I want everything with you. I love you. I want our baby. I want to live with you, and I want it all. The other day, I thought I was pushing you to be this way with me, like only my needs mattered. Do you know what I mean?
— Yeah, but that's not how it is. I asked for it because it's what I wanted. You always assume I'm sacrificing myself for you.
— I'm sorry, Dunki. I'm just worried I'm not making you happy.
— Don't you trust me?
— No, I mean yes... it's my issue, not yours.
— But it affects both of us, and now, all three of us.
Joong looks at me, surprised, and I can see the realization in his eyes.
— You're right. I've been treating you like I need to take care of you, even from yourself.
I smile at him. It feels so good to be understood... I hug him, and he hugs me back.
— I'm sorry.
— I know.
We stay hugging, our foreheads touching. I feel his lips on mine, and his tongue slips into my mouth, searching for mine. The kiss gets intense. I pull back, and I hear him groan.
— Joong, we're at Pond and Phuwin's house, remember?
He sighs, giving me another quick kiss.
— I've missed you so much.
— Me too.
— How's our little one doing?
— Hehehe... healthy and the size of a plum.
— You've got to keep growing and look just like your daddy, Dunk.
— No, I want a little Joong.
— Well, we could always go for both.
— Joong!
— Hahaha... God, Dunki, I love you so much! I love both of you.
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