No way you can deny, you feel the most alive when you are terrified
He already suspected the answer she gives, what with the current state they’re in. Seems dramatic didn’t just mean loud and robust sex, which he’d been hoping for over godly mitosis or whatever the fuck this even is. Still, expecting it is not the same as hearing the confirmation, the no practically like a slap across the cheek, resounding and stinging all at once. ”That’s insane,” he informs her, and he wishes his sex ed class had been more in depth. ”You just,” he claps his hands together, and then pulls them apart, fingers wriggling with ‘magic’ through the air before they perch back on his knees. ”Boom, pregnant?? How do you plan for anything? How do you know who’s even the partner then?” He’d like to insist she doesn’t know it’s him, but he’d literally been here when she received it, Dygra like a godsdamned fertility doctor between them.
Doing his best impersonation of a fish as his mouth gapes open at her response, he’s legitimately speechless for a moment. Charlie has succeeded where so many others have failed. She’s emptied him of words. ”That’s not the point!” he blurts out, pitch gone high again, prepubescent Kaisel tearing through briefly. It’s all, so much. Too much. He huffs, going back to hanging his head and smearing his hands over his face like it could rearrange reality if he tries it for the fifth time or more.
Glancing back up at her explanation, an empty smile flashes out. ”So fun,” he agrees without any heart, the tone scrunching up the edges of his eyes as if in physical pain. The faintest, fake laugh ekes out then, ending in something suspiciously close to a sob.
As she reminds him that it’s us and not just her, his gaze slides over in full, worried sideye. Lips tilt into a thin line and he inhales through his nose. ”Right,” he agrees, paling rapidly, the realization that there’s more than this moment to survive fully landing. It’s not just, oh hey, I accidentally got a girl pregnant somehow by standing in a room with her, it’s also a whole ass child to oversee forever. ”B-both of you.”
Promptly, he passes out on the spot, collapsing backwards with a thud.
Doing his best impersonation of a fish as his mouth gapes open at her response, he’s legitimately speechless for a moment. Charlie has succeeded where so many others have failed. She’s emptied him of words. ”That’s not the point!” he blurts out, pitch gone high again, prepubescent Kaisel tearing through briefly. It’s all, so much. Too much. He huffs, going back to hanging his head and smearing his hands over his face like it could rearrange reality if he tries it for the fifth time or more.
Glancing back up at her explanation, an empty smile flashes out. ”So fun,” he agrees without any heart, the tone scrunching up the edges of his eyes as if in physical pain. The faintest, fake laugh ekes out then, ending in something suspiciously close to a sob.
As she reminds him that it’s us and not just her, his gaze slides over in full, worried sideye. Lips tilt into a thin line and he inhales through his nose. ”Right,” he agrees, paling rapidly, the realization that there’s more than this moment to survive fully landing. It’s not just, oh hey, I accidentally got a girl pregnant somehow by standing in a room with her, it’s also a whole ass child to oversee forever. ”B-both of you.”
Promptly, he passes out on the spot, collapsing backwards with a thud.
Kaisel
I'm a daredevil on the highway to hell
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
