Frank was snoring softly, his head resting in my lap. Angelo glanced over. “Is he okay?”
I nodded and stroked the smaller man’s hair slowly. “Took him to the doctor today, and they're pretty sure it's mine, but they've actually been able to run tests, we should get the results soon.”
Angelo tilted his head, frowning. “Does it matter to you?”
I shrugged, looking down at Frank. “Not really. I want to know, that's all. I don't care if it's not mine, because half of it is still the man I love, and-”
“Whoa, whoa. Back up. You love him? Since when?”
I sighed, curling a lock of Frank's soft hair around one finger. “Since I had to spend so much time away from him. I thought about him everyday.”
Angelo grinned. “I'm happy for you guys, I really am. You gotta tell him.” He paused for a few seconds. “What the fuck are you gonna do with this kid, though?”
I swallowed hard. “Frank wants to keep it if it's mine.”
Angelo blinked. “Okay, but-”
I cut him off quickly. “I don't know how to raise a kid, I know. But...if that's what Frankie wants...we’ll at least talk about it.”
He smiled and glanced down the hallway towards Ari’s room. “Babies are the worst, I swear. But once you get past all that, it's not so bad. It's hard, yeah, but...well. You know how it is with Ari.”
I nodded and ran my fingers through Frank's hair. “Yeah, I know. If it's mine...I want to settle down with Frank,” I said slowly. “Which...I might have to turn myself in.”
Angelo sighed. “That's risky, Gee. What if you end up in prison for life?”
I stroked Frank's side, staring at the floor. “I don't think I will. It was self defense...I’ll pay for a good lawyer. I want a clean slate, Ange.”
He got up, ruffling my hair as he headed into the kitchen. “I get it. But Frank won't, I'll bet.”
I took a deep breath and leaned over, kissing Frank's cheek. “We’ll figure it out.”

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“I love you.”
Frank was staring at me, his eyes flooded with tears and his hands shaking in his lap. His lips were still moving slightly, repeating his own words silently as if he couldn't believe he'd said them.
I leaned over, putting my hands over his and kissing him briefly.
“I love you too,” I answered simply, and he burst into tears. I laughed softly and pulled him against my chest, rubbing his side.
“You're so hormonal,” I teased, getting a weak slap on my shoulder in return. Frank clung to my shirt, crying for about ten minutes before managing to pull himself together. I stroked his hair behind his ears. “You also need a haircut.”
He giggled and hugged me tightly, kissing my neck softly.
I wrapped my hand around the back of his head and kissed him, my spare hand moving down to his arse. Footsteps sounded suddenly and the door opened. Ari glared at me. “Ew. There's a letter.”
He slapped it down on the bookcase nearest him and left, slamming the door behind him. I snatched the letter up and grinned.
“It's from the hospital, sweetie.”
Frank sat up and hugged my arm tightly as I opened the envelope and slid the piece of paper out, unfolding it.
I looked up into my lover’s worried face. “We're having a baby.”

Notes

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