Basically just spaced it out and proofread it. Exactly the same.

Sebastian tried his hardest to keep his distance from Jim like he wouldn't notice. He felt more comforted when they didn't have to meet face to face. To him, that meant that he had less of a chance of getting found out by those penetrating eyes. He felt extremely anxious around Jim, thinking that at any moment, he would just know by a look in his eyes.

Sebastian had to become very creative for Jim to not to have been tipped off this long. He continued on being Jim's best sniper, when he didn't almost miss a shot due to a random obnoxious smell causing him to vomit or morning sickness randomly struck. He started buying larger t-shirts to accommodate his now and [very] soon-to-be growing abdomen.
It was a hard decision on what to do that night when he finally confirmed his fears. He seriously doubted he could be father material. A child would complicate his life. How could he possibly keep a job that required many qualities pregnant people didn't have (for example, staying in the same place for a long period of time. He'd have to constantly go to the restroom.)

In the end, he decided that, it seemed a horrible idea to murder this one being who wasn't actually a human being. Not that he was getting soft or anything; and if anyone asked, he would say that it was his hormones that caused him to make his decision. It still seemed weird to him how a sniper, whose job it was to kill people, couldn't even kill this...thing that wasn't even a person (yet).

Sebastian sighed and absentmindedly caressed his stomach as he walked around his flat, turning on the lights as he went. When he reached his bedroom, he was hit with a strong smell. A smell sweet at first, but just underneath, there was a faint smell of masculinity and...copper? He can feel his stomach churning and growling in a not-so-good type of way. He can feel a faint sense of nausea, whether from the pregnancy or from knowing who it was standing who it was standing in his bedroom, he couldn't tell.

As he's just about to turn on the light switch, he feels cool metal wrap around his wrist and hears a series of clicking sounds as the handcuffs lock. As he started to protest this, his other wrist was is also forced behind his back.
He feels a wave of pheromones wash over him as Jim leans into his ear and whispers,"Did you miss me?" seductively, nibbling his ear. Sebastian feels a shiver run down his spine at the words. "I know you've been avoiding me, darling. Is it because your angry I work to much? That's all been taken care of now." He gropes his ass for a few seconds before ascending again.

"I missed you Sebby. All alone in my big empty bed..." he says, kissing his jaw from behind. "In my large flat..." he says, kissing his neck, "where you should have been," he says before darkness clouds his face and he viciously bit down on his shoulder.

Moran gave out a half pain-half pleasure groin. Jim's hip subconsciously gives forward, mashing Jim's aroused straight into Moran's backside and he ends up on the bed.

Now that Jim's not touching him anymore, Moran can think a little more clearly. He tries turning around, the handcuffs making it difficult. Jim turns on the lights and the sight before him makes him feel the vomit in the back of his throat.
Usually, Jim covered in some kind of bodily fluid, even specks of blood that now painted his blue suit, would only make Sebastian grow hard. Now, he just wanted to run onto the nearest bathroom before he messed up his sheets in stomach acid.

He stood next to the edge of the bed Sebastian was laid out on and ran a had down his chest, making Sebastian feel good and frightened at the same time. Jim slid his hand down over his stomach. His palms felt warm over his stomach. Jim stopped his palm over the now flabby torso.

Jim started peering at Jim's stomach and pressed lightly on it. "Sebby, darling. You're starting to get chubby."
Sebastian turned his head to hide the pain that flashes across his face. Stupid hormones making something big out of a little comment."Jim!" he yelled, as Jim cupped him through his pants, feeling him grow hard.

He started breathing deeply, aroused by his alpha standing so close after so long. He felt the bed dip and saw Jim sit on his hips and placed a leg on either side of him.

"Were you mad that I wasn't here for your heat. Did you miss me for it? I'm sorry for that..." he smirked and meant down to Sebastian's neck. He was about to give it a kiss when his scent invaded is nose. "You smell different, Seb. There's a faint..."

He takes a deep breath through his nose, trying to distinguish the smell. Moran accepts his fate, knowing that he wouldn't be able to hide something like this for very long.

Jim leans away from his neck, a face of utter concentration showing. Sebastian can see the clogs working in his head as all the pieces come together.

It's so quick, he didn't see it coming. Jim's hand raises and quickly comes down on his face. Sebastian is stunned, thinking Jim is lucky that his hands are handcuffed behind his back. Jim's face would have been a bleeding mess if his hands were free.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" he yelled, getting off from Sebastian's lap. He quickly unbuckled his lover's jeans and lifted up his shirt. A tanned, flabby belly now sat where his nice, ripped, muscled abdomen once was.

"Jim. Just calm down. Just...uncuff me and wipe your face. We can talk this over calmly," he said, trying for a soothing tone though he was worried inside.

"Why didn't you tell me?! How in the hell did you figure could possibly think you could hide this from me?" Though Jim was freaking out, he uncuffed Sebastian and started to pace the room.

Sebastian rubbed his chaffing wrist and watched Jim pace. He knew better than to disturb Jim when he was this deep in thought.

When it didn't look like his pacing would stop anytime soon, he moved back to the middle if the bed and propped himself up until he was leaning against the headboard. He wrestled with himself to try to stay awake as his body seemed to tell him he wasn't getting enough sleep; which was untrue, of course.

He didn't notice be had dosed off until be felt a substantial amount of weight settle onto his lap. He cracked open one of his eyes to find his lover staring at him, trying to will him awake with the sheer powers of his eyes. Sebastian sighed as he stretched a little.

"Jim, if you're going to wake me up, at least clear off all that blood off your face. The smell is starting to really make me nauseous," he said, sleep deepening his voice.

"Sebastian, darling. What did you decide to do with this child?" he asked, his voice sweet, soft, and filled with curiosity.
Sebastian felt a spike of panic kick its way through his sleepiness. "I, I...decided to keep it." he said, his voice unwavering trying to bravery.

" Sebby, we can't keep it," he said, making an over-exaggerated pout. "We'll have to get rid of it." He said it in such a nonchalant manner that Sebastian didn't even know if they were on the same subject.

Sebastian felt panic give way to extreme anger as he shove Jim off of him roughly. "Damn it, Jim! This isn't a dog! It's not something you can just 'get rid of'! We're talking about our child. Can you at least show some kind of emotion for it?"he started to pace the room this time.

"What do you expect from me? I am your boss; a cold-hearted criminal mastermind; and your are my sniper slash lover, I don't do emotions like everyone else does. This baby is going to be a nuisance to our work and your job; not that it hasn't already! Now it makes more sense why you've...blotched a few...missions."

He strikes a thinking pose, but before he can get lost inside his subconscious, Sebastian's voice brought him back from wondering.

"Is the work the only thing you think about?" It's asked so softly that Jim almost missed it. Jim feels something heavy drop in his stomach[?] but doesn't acknowledge it; instead, he let his anger seethe through him.

He squints his eyes at Moran. "And why would that surprise you? You knew this when we started getting closer and finally changing your job title to sniper and se- lover." He refrains from saying sex-toy. He takes a deep breath and continues with a straight and serious face on. "Seb." he claps his hands together. "I need a capable and free sniper and lover at my every whim. A baby will complicate everything we've worked hard for. Why can't you see that?"

"I see a child who would learn things from two smart men (one if them being a genius) that would make him the brightest and most talented kid anywhere." he said calmly and walked over to where Jim was sitting at on the bed. He lets a small smirk grace one corner of his lips. "And, don't you want someone to be able to run your business when you want to retire or something?"

He knew he was pulling at straws now, but he'd have to show Jim reason. Please let Jim see reason.