[ He's ... a little spooked by how quickly Corry is there, but he gets up and opens the door.
It's obvious he's been crying, cheeks still shiny with tears and eyes red. He doesn't really say anything, just steps aside to let the other in. He'd been all anger and threats over text, but it's clear in person he's just scared. ]
[It's very soft, much softer than Corry’s ever been, even in his sweetest, post-sex-bliss states. There's a note of helplessness there too, even as he reaches out to cradle Junpei's face between his hands, thumbing away the tears.]
It's okay. I'm here. I'm right here. We're gonna figure this out. [Softly stricken:] Don't cry.
[ It had been the real thought at the forefront of Junpei's mind, that learning his condition would cause Corry to vanish into the night. After all, a baby wasn't fun. It was responsibility, and money, and he told himself he'd break it off with Corry before he could break it off with him. ]
[Even though he'd been texted in no uncertain terms that he was going to get his ass kicked if he tries touching Junpei again, Corry can't stop himself from reaching out, tugging him close.]
I'm an asshole, but I'm not heartless. I'm not letting you deal with this alone.
[ In spite of his words, Junpei is actually desperate for comfort. He's burying his head in the crook of the other's shoulder as he's brought in close, a small tremble running through his body as an aftershock sob escapes. ]
... I ... would you be mad if ... I ... I can't kill it. I thought about it. I thought of doing it and never telling you ... but ... I couldn't. I know that's stupid.
[Corry had resolved not to react, not to have any opinion whatsoever -- he might be 50% responsible for this situation, but he's not the one carrying the baby. Still, at those words, a bit of tension leaves his shoulders, and he lets out an exhale that sounds almost relieved.]
No, baby, I won't be mad. C’mere. [He backs up to sit on the couch, tugging Junpei along with him.] Tell me what you want to do instead.
[ Like he’s driftwood in a storm, Junpei clings to him as they sit down. His heart is racing and he swallows nervously. ]
I’m … too young to raise it, aren’t I? It’d be really dumb to keep it. I haven’t even ever thought about being a parent before. But … for some reason …
]Corry hums softly, absently, looking around the apartment with a critical eye. He's never pushed Junpei into letting him help with much, knowing it would cause that bratty stubbornness to flare up. Much as Corry enjoyed being bitched at, it wasn't ever a fight he could win.
But that was before.
Dragging his attention back to the moment at hand, he shifts so he can stroke his big hand up and down Junpei's narrow back. He's so small. Corry hadn't ever really realized that before...in a non-kinky way.]
It's not stupid. You're not stupid. If you want something, you can do it. I've never seen you give up, when you really want something and I can't imagine you starting now, babe.
[ The apartment is sparsely decorated. Ever since the unexpected passing of his mother he’s been struggling to stay afloat with the retail job he’d managed to get. There is no question he’s going to need help. Especially now.
He looks up at Corry with his huge green eyes, expression surprised. ]
I … really didn’t expect you to be so … supportive.
[ It’s really catching him off guard … and even as he’s a bit of an emotional wreck, making him swoon just a little. ]
[Corrigan grins, all teeth, wicked and predatory, easily pulling Junpei to straddle his lap.]
Especially then, babe, you kidding me? You're gonna be so cute, walking around with my baby in you. [He leans in, one hand splaying over Junpei's still-flat stomach, whispering:] Can't wait til you're showing. Til you're big and round and everyone knows you're mine.
[ Oh, he squeals that. It's a little embarrassing how the words are making his face heat up, and how that hand on his stomach leaves little tickles of excitement. It's all he can do to try and keep a straight face to scold him. ]
You're proud you did this! You're not even sorry!
[ Never mind that Junpei was the one who'd confessed to wanting to keep it just minutes ago. They truly would be playing house now. ]
[That gets a delighted almost-cackle from Corrigan, who leans in and scatters kisses along Junpei's throat and chin and cheeks.]
Hell no, I ain't sorry. I'm gonna take such good care of you there won't be any time to be sorry. [His accent is slipping out, a midwestern drawl that makes his words smooth, honeyed.]
You're never gonna go without, ever again, baby. Not for a second. Gonna make your head spin, how good I'm gonna treat you while you're all knocked up. [A pause, one hand cradling Junpei's face again, words going softer.] And after. If that's what you want.
[ The affection feels good, and above all it feels honest. Hearing Corry's natural accent slip in makes Junpei feel warm in a strange way. He stifles giggles at the peppered kisses, giving half-hearted pushes away. ]
Stoooop! You're so full of it!
[ And then that last bit is added, and the laughter is cut short. Junpei's eyes go wide and he feels his heart skip a beat in his chest. ]
... you're really serious ... you're going to stay ... with me ...
[ But he leans in to press a soft, tender kiss to Corry's cheek. When he's being so affectionate, it feels wrong to dwell on his more negative aspects. ]
Ah, do you want to ... stay the night? I know my place is a little small, but ...
[Corry hums low in his throat, visibly perturbed for a moment. But then he softens, coming back to the moment and giving that crooked grin.]
I'm never letting you out of my sight again, so hell yeah I wanna stay the night. [His big hands slide up the back of Junpei's shirt, warm and rough and possessive.] I wanna celebrate, y'know? Isn't every day you find out you're gonna be a dad, right?
I mean I want to memorize every inch of your body so I can tell exactly what's changed.
[Beneath Junpei's shirt, Corrigan’s big hands are mapping out the contours of his waist, his hips, his stomach, his chest.] And so I can keep worshipping every inch exactly the way you deserve.
[ He can't hold back for very long. There's a cute, sharp gasp as those hands wander, accompanied by ticklish wiggling. ]
Ah! Corry! It ... probably won't change for awhile ... !
[ But the knowledge it will? Kind of turns him on. Knowing that as a result of the intense, pleasurable session all those weeks ago his body is going to start to change. Glancing down, he imagines for a moment what he'll look like pregnant. It sends a shiver through him. ]
[Corry feels that delighted, tickling squirming, leaning back in the secondhand couch and sliding his hands back to cradle Junpei's stomach.]
Not all at once, just little by little. Just enough for me to notice. [He leans up, steals a lingering, messy kiss.] Since I'll be the one checking every single day. I'll know exactly when you start getting all sensitive and sore and I'll be right there to make it feel better.
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[How did he get there in 10 minutes when he lives on the other side of town? Don't worry about it.]
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It's obvious he's been crying, cheeks still shiny with tears and eyes red. He doesn't really say anything, just steps aside to let the other in. He'd been all anger and threats over text, but it's clear in person he's just scared. ]
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[It's very soft, much softer than Corry’s ever been, even in his sweetest, post-sex-bliss states. There's a note of helplessness there too, even as he reaches out to cradle Junpei's face between his hands, thumbing away the tears.]
It's okay. I'm here. I'm right here. We're gonna figure this out. [Softly stricken:] Don't cry.
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[ It had been the real thought at the forefront of Junpei's mind, that learning his condition would cause Corry to vanish into the night. After all, a baby wasn't fun. It was responsibility, and money, and he told himself he'd break it off with Corry before he could break it off with him. ]
I ... I thought ...
[ His voice goes into a trembling whisper. ]
I'm so scared.
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[Even though he'd been texted in no uncertain terms that he was going to get his ass kicked if he tries touching Junpei again, Corry can't stop himself from reaching out, tugging him close.]
I'm an asshole, but I'm not heartless. I'm not letting you deal with this alone.
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... I ... would you be mad if ... I ... I can't kill it. I thought about it. I thought of doing it and never telling you ... but ... I couldn't. I know that's stupid.
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No, baby, I won't be mad. C’mere. [He backs up to sit on the couch, tugging Junpei along with him.] Tell me what you want to do instead.
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I’m … too young to raise it, aren’t I? It’d be really dumb to keep it. I haven’t even ever thought about being a parent before. But … for some reason …
[ Another tremble. ]
… I kind of want to be. Now.
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But that was before.
Dragging his attention back to the moment at hand, he shifts so he can stroke his big hand up and down Junpei's narrow back. He's so small. Corry hadn't ever really realized that before...in a non-kinky way.]
It's not stupid. You're not stupid. If you want something, you can do it. I've never seen you give up, when you really want something and I can't imagine you starting now, babe.
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He looks up at Corry with his huge green eyes, expression surprised. ]
I … really didn’t expect you to be so … supportive.
[ It’s really catching him off guard … and even as he’s a bit of an emotional wreck, making him swoon just a little. ]
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[He leans in, pressing his lips to the side of Junpei's head and adding sweetly:] Plus I'm kinda imagining how cute you're gonna be all pregnant, so.
[Ah, yep, there's the Corry we know and love to hate.]
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Cute? You … think I’ll be cute?
[ This man is just surprising him in all kinds of ways tonight! If anything he’d have thought … ]
Even if I get ridiculously big?
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Especially then, babe, you kidding me? You're gonna be so cute, walking around with my baby in you. [He leans in, one hand splaying over Junpei's still-flat stomach, whispering:] Can't wait til you're showing. Til you're big and round and everyone knows you're mine.
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[ Oh, he squeals that. It's a little embarrassing how the words are making his face heat up, and how that hand on his stomach leaves little tickles of excitement. It's all he can do to try and keep a straight face to scold him. ]
You're proud you did this! You're not even sorry!
[ Never mind that Junpei was the one who'd confessed to wanting to keep it just minutes ago. They truly would be playing house now. ]
Ugh! You're so gross.
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Hell no, I ain't sorry. I'm gonna take such good care of you there won't be any time to be sorry. [His accent is slipping out, a midwestern drawl that makes his words smooth, honeyed.]
You're never gonna go without, ever again, baby. Not for a second. Gonna make your head spin, how good I'm gonna treat you while you're all knocked up. [A pause, one hand cradling Junpei's face again, words going softer.] And after. If that's what you want.
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Stoooop! You're so full of it!
[ And then that last bit is added, and the laughter is cut short. Junpei's eyes go wide and he feels his heart skip a beat in his chest. ]
... you're really serious ... you're going to stay ... with me ...
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You're having my kid. You think I'm not gonna wanna be around for every second of that? Weird cravings and swollen ankles and cramps and all?
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[ He feels more than a little sheepish now admitting that in the face of all the affection Corry is lavishing on him over the situation. ]
I expected you to want to leave. That I'd have to handle it alone. I'm just really surprised.
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[But then Corry is quiet for a moment, tucking Junpei's hair behind his ears, gaze faraway.]
But I guess I haven't given you much reason to believe otherwise, huh?
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[ But he leans in to press a soft, tender kiss to Corry's cheek. When he's being so affectionate, it feels wrong to dwell on his more negative aspects. ]
Ah, do you want to ... stay the night? I know my place is a little small, but ...
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I'm never letting you out of my sight again, so hell yeah I wanna stay the night. [His big hands slide up the back of Junpei's shirt, warm and rough and possessive.] I wanna celebrate, y'know? Isn't every day you find out you're gonna be a dad, right?
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[ Those hands. His body sings. But he's going to play it cool for at least a few more minutes. His expression turns aloof. ]
You mean you want to have sex.
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[Beneath Junpei's shirt, Corrigan’s big hands are mapping out the contours of his waist, his hips, his stomach, his chest.] And so I can keep worshipping every inch exactly the way you deserve.
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Ah! Corry! It ... probably won't change for awhile ... !
[ But the knowledge it will? Kind of turns him on. Knowing that as a result of the intense, pleasurable session all those weeks ago his body is going to start to change. Glancing down, he imagines for a moment what he'll look like pregnant. It sends a shiver through him. ]
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Not all at once, just little by little. Just enough for me to notice. [He leans up, steals a lingering, messy kiss.] Since I'll be the one checking every single day. I'll know exactly when you start getting all sensitive and sore and I'll be right there to make it feel better.
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