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“All right, then. Let’s get these vomit-covered clothes off of us, then, shall we?” Bryce chuckled with a wink.
(Skip?
And to when?)
“All right, then. Let’s get these vomit-covered clothes off of us, then, shall we?” Bryce chuckled with a wink.
(Skip?
And to when?)
(When they’re preparing to break it to their parents?)
(Sure.
not it)
(I hate you~)
Joy paced around nervously, running her fingers through her hair. She’s been so worried about Bryce’s parents hating her that she completely forgot about her own!
“They’ll hate me,” she continued to pace around. “I was already enough trouble for them. I was interested in cooking rather than being a doctor and I got terrible grades in school and I even almost ended up repeating a class and I ended up joining a culinary school despite their demands and now I’m going to tell them I’m pregnant? They’re going to disown me, Bryce—“
“Joy, calm down… They won’t disown you. They’re your parents, they love you. Everything will be okay. Okay?” Bryce assured her, reaching out to take her hands in his own. “Everything will turn out just fine.”
“I’m so scared, Bryce,” Joy’s voice cracked, although she was feeling a bit reassured. “I’ve already disappointed them too many times. I don’t know what they’ll do once they find out…”
Bryce leaned forward and pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead. “It’ll be okay, love. This will all turn out all right. No matter what happens.”
Joy finally smiled at him, feeling her skin burn at his kiss.
“I’m sure I’ll get through if something bad happens…” she murmured. “Because I’ll have you with me and you’re my biggest source of strength. Thank you for being here for me, my Wolf.”
Bryce chuckled softly at the nickname. “I’m glad you think so. I know we can do this, but I also know that we’d only be able to do it together… And I want to promise you that I will never leave you, okay? I will never let you go through something alone…”
“Thank you,” Joy mumbled through his shirt, the vibrations of his laughter sending shivers down her spine. “For being my strength. For accepting me again and again and again. For never leaving me. Thank you for being you. Bryce, thank you for everything you’ve done for me.”
"Thank you, Joy. You mean more to me than life itself. You're so gentle, so caring. I never thought I'd ever find a woman like you," Bryce said softly. "You're my other half, the missing piece of my puzzle. I wouldn't be whole without you."
Joy sniffled, his words bringing her to tears. God, these pregnancy hormones… they drove her insane.
“You’re the best, Bryce…” she mumbled. “Can we… meet your parents first?”
Bryce smiled softly and leaned over to kiss her hair. "Of course," he murmured into it. "Whatever my love wants."
“I hope they accept this…” she murmured. “They seem like they would…”
"They will. They're very understanding," Bryce assured her gently. "Are you ready?"
Joy nodded and offered a weak smile.
“As ready as I’ll ever be, I guess…
"Then let's go. The sooner, the better, right?" Bryce chuckled, trying to lighten her up a bit. "Anything you're craving right now?"
Joy thought for a moment before shaking her head.
“Not right now, no,” she said. “Too jittery to think about eating.”
Bryce nodded slowly. “All right. If you’re hubgry afterwards, we can go get you whatever you want, then.”
Joy nodded thankfully. Finally, they started getting ready to meet Bryce’s parents.
(Idk what to do. Should we skip to Joy’s parents??
(Er, but I don’t wanna start. ;-;)
(sigh Idk…)
(Fine…)
Joy straightened her back and smoothed down her shirt in nervousness, both herself and Bryce standing at the doorstep. Bryce was being patient, letting Joy collect herself, but they’d been standing outside for five minutes.
Finally, Joy took a deep breath, raised a finger, and pressed the bell. Before they could even blink, the door opened and a woman, appearing to be in her late thirties, opened the door.
“Joy, what a pleasant surprise,” the woman greeted, stepping aside to let them both pass. “And Bryce, too, it seems. You two didn’t give a warning. How are you?”
Bryce gave her a polite smile and nodded as he stepped inside. "We are doing well, thank you. What about yourself?"
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