Sebaclaude: Runaway Criminals

Sick

Claude's POV:

A week passed​ and mine and Sebastian's lives were becoming better. We have been surviving by killing animals and eating their souls and the remains of them.
Our lives were now complete but I noticed that Sebastian has been acting strange. He was throwing up nonstop every morning, he was complaining how his stomach was cramping, his skin was as white as a sheep, and he was very weak to where he couldn't stand up more than just a second.
I was concerned for Sebastian; demons aren't known to get sick, if they do become sick, then it was a life threatening illness. I hoped whatever Sebastian is sick with would go away. I love Sebastian and I don't want nothing bad to happen to him. I want to protect him, I want to be his one and only, I want to have a future with him, I want to marry him. Oh I hope Sebastian will be okay.
Sebastian's POV:
Again, I'm throwing up. I'm sitting in the the bathroom floor, hovering over the toilet as I'm spewing out my guts. Soon as I finished spewing out my guts, I stood up weakly and I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed that my stomach had a small bump to it. My eyes widened and I screamed for Claude who came running into the bathroom.
Claude's POV:
I looked at Sebastian who had a frightened yet worried look on his face. He looked like he could just die.
"Sebastian, what's wrong?" I asked worriedly.
"Claude, something is terribly wrong," Sebastian said, he took my hand and placed it in his stomach. My eyes widened when I felt a bump.
"Sebastian, why didn't you tell me?" I asked very concerned and scared. I then realized why Sebastian has been sick lately; he's pregnant.