October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
'Well...if you don't feel that way...that's all I care about.' Tobi replies softly, though it does release a weight from her shoulders to hear that Finn doesn't think he's being bound to her just because of the life in her belly. 'I don't care either.' Because she does like Finn, and is now accidentally pregnant and you know what? That happens. Even to clever doctors.
His suggestion has Tobi biting at the inside of her cheek as if she might catch the smile that's running away with her. "I would really like that. Although, the sooner the better, or else you'll have to find a cart to pull me in." Laughing, Tobi presses a hand to her belly now that her secret is out and she can satisfy all her maternal inclinations without worry.
Not realizing he's stopped until she's a step or two ahead, Tobi's expression is one of worry when she turns toward him. Her concern melts away into unfettered warmth though, and without hesitation, she's in his arms. Tobi's body is turned slightly to make room for her belly, but willowy as she is, she's more than capable of sliding her arms around Finn. Her hands are soft and gentle, and as she sighs against him, it's with as little force as she can manage while still calling what she's doing a hug.
His suggestion has Tobi biting at the inside of her cheek as if she might catch the smile that's running away with her. "I would really like that. Although, the sooner the better, or else you'll have to find a cart to pull me in." Laughing, Tobi presses a hand to her belly now that her secret is out and she can satisfy all her maternal inclinations without worry.
Not realizing he's stopped until she's a step or two ahead, Tobi's expression is one of worry when she turns toward him. Her concern melts away into unfettered warmth though, and without hesitation, she's in his arms. Tobi's body is turned slightly to make room for her belly, but willowy as she is, she's more than capable of sliding her arms around Finn. Her hands are soft and gentle, and as she sighs against him, it's with as little force as she can manage while still calling what she's doing a hug.
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
