(WHY?! WHY ARE YOU NOT HAPPY?!)
Lillian giggled lightly. She pushed further into him, just teasing at this point.
(AH)
Which isn’t entirely fair because, as we’ve established, girls can be turned on and it doesn’t affect them and no one notices a thing but that’s now how the world works when you’re a guy.
She chuckled lightly. "Condition. Yeah." Her hands rested on her stomach, her eyes lighting up with the excitement of being a mother in progress.
One of his hands joined hers and his lips met hers lightly.
"How many people passing by do you think believe I'm like 16 and pregnant. I get it, I look younger than I am." She chuckled.
She chuckled lightly. "Condition. Yeah." Her hands rested on her stomach, her eyes lighting up with the excitement of being a mother in progress.
One of his hands joined hers and his lips met hers lightly.
"How many people passing by do you think believe I'm like 16 and pregnant. I get it, I look younger than I am." She chuckled.
“You don’t even look that pregnant so it just looked like we’re holding your stomach.”
(WHY?! WHY ARE YOU NOT HAPPY?!)
Lillian giggled lightly. She pushed further into him, just teasing at this point.
(AH)
Which isn’t entirely fair because, as we’ve established, girls can be turned on and it doesn’t affect them and no one notices a thing but that’s now how the world works when you’re a guy.
Indeed they can, but that just makes this all the more amusing. Wait, maybe she should stop. Lillian felt old… Names push back up and it seemed to kill the mood for her.
"Yeah but girls don't usually look so happy about it."
No one ever does it but if someone did hold my belly I’d be happy.”
"That's a random tidbit that I now know." She chuckled.
“I’m weird and now you’re stuck with me,”
Lillian put a hand on her forehead, "Yeah. Fine. Just old shit coming back to rear it's ugly head."
Lillian put a hand on her forehead, "Yeah. Fine. Just old shit coming back to rear it's ugly head."
“Maybe it just doesn’t like being called ugly,” he joked.
“I’m weird and now you’re stuck with me,”
"Is that such a bad thing though?"
Lillian giggled slightly, "Maybe. Can we just cuddle?"
Darren smiled kindly, “Of course. I’m just gonna go to the bathroom first,”
“I’m weird and now you’re stuck with me,”
"Is that such a bad thing though?"
“Not for me. For you? Maybe,”
"Nah, I think it's a good thing." She kissed his cheek lightly.
Lillian nodded as she smiled slightly back, "Go do what you need to babe."
Darren chuckled and kissed her cheek, before making his way to the bathroom.
"Nah, I think it's a good thing." She kissed his cheek lightly.
“If you say so. Muahaha, she’s fallen for my tricks,”
"Oh no, whatever will I do?" She gasped overdramatically.
Darren chuckled and kissed her cheek, before making his way to the bathroom.
Lillian smiled and laid back on the couch with her hands on her face. She was such a fucking idiot, god damn it all.
"Oh no, whatever will I do?" She gasped overdramatically.
"Not a divorce hopefully," he sighed.
Darren chuckled and kissed her cheek, before making his way to the bathroom.
Lillian smiled and laid back on the couch with her hands on her face. She was such a fucking idiot, god damn it all.
Darren returned, still super confused on what was happening. He picked her up a little and slid to lay under her, "What's wrong?"
"Seeing my mom fucked with my head," Lillian muttered, "And now everything I built up against those thoughts has gone down the drain. Yippee!"
"Oh," Darren nodded, "I get it, it's okay though," he rubbed her hand lightly.
Lillian sighed and nuzzled against him removing her hands from her face, "I know it is, it doesn't feel like it though."
(AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH)
"Hmm," Darren made a puzzled face, "How can we make things feel okay?"
(What?)
(Cam isn't here and… COOOOOOOOOOOOOOPER)