Gabriel was listening to some music while he was typing out his magazine articles, fitting pictures into the page and over all being a proud dad at his son's work. He scoffed as he heard better wear a latex cuz you don't want that late text His phone suddenly vibrated. He looked at it, and saw it was his intern, Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
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Gabriel squeaked. Marinette was 17, she had a life ahead of her. He was 33. He was a father to a boy her age. He didn't remember at all, and he preferred not to remember about taking her into bed. It wasn't illegal, but the thought of it made him uncomfortable. He stared at his computer screen for a bit and lit up a cigarette. He had to find a way to deal with it and fast before her parents found out. He wasn't scared of Tom, but he has always been intimated by his size. He smoked silently until there was a knock on the door. "Come in." He took off his glasses and rubbed his face, looking up at the one and only intern. The one he had no idea he'd impregnated. She was wearing her normal clothes. Her stomach hadn't started to protrude yet. "Gabriel, we have to talk, seriously." He nodded and pointed to the chair. "And put that cigarette out. It's bad for all of us. You, me, and our baby." He set it on the ash tray and looked at her. "You act like it's a drug."
"Of course it is, Gabrikins." She smirked, knowing he hated that nickname.
Gabriel rolled his eyes smiling. "Now, remind me of exactly when I impregnated you, Miss Marinette?"
