It's never simple part 2
Darren woke up the next morning still partially in his suit, having lost the shoes, jacket and tie on the way to bed, his beautiful boyfriend draped around his back, hands still linked together over Darren's stomach. He hadn't meant to be so mean to Chris last night. It wasn't his fault and he was proud. After last night he was so proud to be a dad. No matter how much crap he gets.
He turned over to kiss Chris when the younger man woke up.
"How are you today baby?" He whispered softly.
"I'm okay actually, haven't thrown up yet and don't actually feel very sick. Plus," Darren stated "I still woke up in your arms after everything I said last night"
Chris laughed lightly "You really think I'd leave you after that? And you were right, it is my fault, I caused this to happen. It should be me getting called names and made fun of, not you!"
Darren pulled Chris in close "You crazy beautiful man. I was upset last night; I shouldn't have taken it out on you. This" Darren pointed to his stomach in between them "Is as much my fault as it is yours okay? And I love it, just as I know you do." They hated calling their unborn child "it" but they didn't want to know the sex yet so "it" it was.
Suddenly Darren was leaping off the bed and running to the bathroom. A few seconds later, when the sounds of retching were echoing around the room, Chris followed his hobbit into the bathroom. Finding him doubled up over the toilet. "I'm sorry beautiful" Chris said as he brushed the longest parts of Darren's curls away from his face "I am so so sorry."