Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Marcus

Part Eight

I sat back in one of the chairs in cafe Krone cradling my large coffee mug thinking about everything. I mean there was a lot to think about.

One. I'm pregnant.

Two. I wasn't really sure how Walker felt about it all.

Three. Who in the hell got me pregnant? 

I've always been so careful. I've taken all the precautions. Condoms. Suppressants. Morning after pills just to be on the safe side. But tah dah, I'm still up the duff. Or a bun in the oven. Whatever, I was still pregnant. It's colossal. Huge. Unbelievable. But the fact remains I am pregnant.

After we left the hospital and I cried my poor excuse for an ass all the way to my hostel, Marcus eventually left me in bed with only my raggy pillow and tears for comfort. I thought as soon as he was gone that would be it. I'd not hear anything from him again, but he messaged me this morning saying to meet him, we all needed to talk. So here I am, waiting. I've had three mugs of coffee already and now my bladder was insisting I move and go to the john, but I didn't want to just in case I missed Walker and he'd think I didn't bother wanting to meet him, but damn I was near to bursting by this point. That being said, I'd gladly piss my pants and pass it off that I'm pregnant and it couldn't be helped. Huh, I guess there's an upside to pregnancy, I could just piss my pants and blame the kid in my stomach.

I sniggered to myself and took one last gulp off my coffee before the cold wind gushing in caught my attention and I saw Marcus and his cousin walking in. "Ooh, great you're here," I piped up. Craig looked unimpressed and Walker, well he looked indecisive. "I need the loo, don't go anywhere." I said and stood quickly. Because it started to trickle out of my dick.

"I'll get us drinks." Walker mumbled and with that I put my mug down and made a mad dash for the loo. I pulled my dick free and sighed as my bladder emptied. Thank fuck it was only my bladder that needed emptying and not my damn stomach. It's funny to note that since I found out, only last night that I am pregnant, I started to feel a little different. I was reading on the Internet that some people can go through a whole pregnancy and not even know about it until like D day. Or you'll find out and suddenly you'd start to feel pregnant. Bodies are weird and I'd already started craving weird shit. Like how in the hell was that even possible? I tried to not believe it, but suddenly wanting mustard with ice cream made it all too real. I fucking hate mustard. Then I read something that really caught my attention. Pregnancy can make you more horny and set off your pheromones, like make them stronger. I guess that's what set off Craig's heat or rut or whatever. But I realized that was the most logical answer.

Putting my dick back, I zipped up and quickly washed my hands and shook them dry as I made my way back into the seating area. Craig was sitting by the window and Walker looked disheveled as he held his mug. "Hey you two," I smiled, but I really didn't feel like doing that. I actually wanted to curl up back in bed and feel sorry for myself. "How are you feeling now, Craig?"

"Fine, I guess. I just needed a bit of time," Well it worked. I couldn't smell him anymore. I couldn't smell anything, but coffee. That was another thing I read. Pregnancy can fuck up your sense of smell and taste. I hoped it would fuck up my sense of taste if I'm craving mustard because that shit is nasty. "So, we're here. What are we talking about?" Craig added and Walker started shifting in his chair.

"I'm pregnant." Craig's jaw dropped. I thought it would fall off and hit the table. Now that would be funny.

"He's pregnant?" Craig asked, directing his question at Walker. I sat back and just watched.

"Yep, he is."

"Huh, I guess that's why he couldn't control his stink."

Walker looked at Craig for a beat, then screwed up his nose. "Can you stop referring to it as his stink. It's disrespectful."

"Well, sorry. But it did. I hated feeling like that."

"Right? But this isn't about you. It's about Marcus. How do you think he feels having you disrespect him? It's not his fault you went all crazy. He was unaware, so just stop."

"Fine," Craig bit, then looked at me. "Sorry Marcus."

"Oh don't mind me. I'm just pregnant and stupid."

"Don't say that," Walker muttered, snatching my fingers that I'd been drumming on the table top. "Your not stupid. So don't say it."

"Well I am. I got pregnant. That's stupid enough and I then I felt even more stupid because I couldn't keep off the Internet and some people where saying that Omega's are stupid. Especially ones like me. So it must be true. Oh oh...and then I thought what people will think of me being pregnant by someone I don't even know and being with you."

"Don't listen to other people, their opinion doesn't matter."

"Maybe so for them. But what about you and Craig. He keeps looking at me like he stepped in dog shit. I mean come on, really? He came here to go to a club like that and he looks at me like I'm nothing." I was starting to get emotional. That's another thing. Being pregnant made me want to go cry every fucking second or maybe the shock of it, but I wanted to cry regardless.

"Forget Craig…"

"I am here you know?"

"I know but I'm not talking to you right now, I'm talking to Marcus. So Marcus, it doesn't matter what Craig thinks. This is about us, right?"

"Us? So you still want to be with me? Because last night I felt like you couldn't get away quick enough."

"It wasn't like that," he said, hanging his head. "I was tired Marcus, really tired. So much happened yesterday it took a lot out of me….I'm not good with stressful situations."

"You say that but if I decide to keep this kid, it's only going to get worse."

"You're really thinking of getting rid of the baby?"

"Err, yeah. I didn't intend on getting pregnant, especially by some random stranger."

Now Walker looked like he was about ready to cry. "It's not the baby's fault. The baby is innocent in all this."

I sighed and slouched back in my chair, letting go of Walker's hand. "Yeah, it is innocent. But the fact remains I got pregnant. So I'm still deciding whether to keep it or not."

"And I don't get a say in it at all?"

"Why would you?"

"Because...well, I want to be with you. I knew that the first night I met you and yeah I know how crazy that sounds. So I should get a say in all this."

"You're not the dad."

Walker shut his mouth for a moment, then took a deep breath. God. I was in for it. "I know, but...you know I kinda want to be. Like, I'm saying don't get rid of the baby and let me be the dad," I was stunned. Completely stunned and rooted to my chair. Craig was just as shocked. I think I just fell in love a little bit. He's willing to take on someone else's kid. Like that's a major thing. No, its fucking huge. A huge responsibility and he wants that. I had no words and I'm always so full of them, but right now I had absolutely nothing. "Anyway, I need to book you a flight back with us. So I need all your information." He added. I still had no words. How could I when all I ever say is a load of fucked up bollox. I'm not good at being sweet or nice or anything like that. All I'm good at is talking smack. Now I had a guy in front of me willing to take on me and my mistakes.

So what could I say? Well, the easiest answer for now would be yes. So I said. "Yes, okay." With that Walker let out the breath he was holding in and smiled, like he really smiled it almost touched his ears. He's actually happy. I was still so unsure, but having Walker by my side, maybe it won't be so bad. Maybe I could really do this. I've been on my own for so long I forgot what it felt like to be a part of a family. Now I was getting that family. Not a planned family, but a family nonetheless. I guess, maybe....I'm a little happy.