Trey still, Punch
Another drabble in the ongoing Trey 'verse
Punch
His mind was spinning around in ever increasing circles. This feeling was like nothing he’d previously experienced: worse than a punch to the head, a more all-encompassing confusion that had taken all conscious thought away. He shook his head to try and realign his world.
“You’re pregnant?” he asked finally, needing to make sure that he’d heard her right.
“That’s what I said.” Her voice was calm, but he knew her well enough by then to be able to detect a hint of excitement, bubbling underneath. She was pleased: he was certain.
She looked at him squarely, not flinching or twitching when he returned her stare and then some. Rather, her expression was serene. He’d expected, feared to hear those words so many times over the years, but coming from her mouth they were a gift, a confirmation of her feeling for him: she wanted this child - his child. She wanted him.
Slowly a smile spread over his face. He stood and went over to embrace her. He should say something, he realized.
“Yeah?” he breathed into her hair.
“Yeah,” she confirmed once more.
His world-view shifted. He was going to be a father. He would have a family.
Punch
His mind was spinning around in ever increasing circles. This feeling was like nothing he’d previously experienced: worse than a punch to the head, a more all-encompassing confusion that had taken all conscious thought away. He shook his head to try and realign his world.
“You’re pregnant?” he asked finally, needing to make sure that he’d heard her right.
“That’s what I said.” Her voice was calm, but he knew her well enough by then to be able to detect a hint of excitement, bubbling underneath. She was pleased: he was certain.
She looked at him squarely, not flinching or twitching when he returned her stare and then some. Rather, her expression was serene. He’d expected, feared to hear those words so many times over the years, but coming from her mouth they were a gift, a confirmation of her feeling for him: she wanted this child - his child. She wanted him.
Slowly a smile spread over his face. He stood and went over to embrace her. He should say something, he realized.
“Yeah?” he breathed into her hair.
“Yeah,” she confirmed once more.
His world-view shifted. He was going to be a father. He would have a family.