@vikinvents He looks slightly hurt by that. Like a kicked puppy.
βIβm sorry. Do youβ¦ do you want me to give you more space? Be a little less involved? I can do that if itβd help.β
@vikinvents βOf course. Howβs the pickle?β He asks, genuinely curious if itβs any good like that.
βYou could ask me for literally anything and as long as Iβm capable of getting or doing it, I will. You know that.β
@vikinvents Heβs quickly reaching into the pack for a cookie as he hands over the peanut butter and an opened jar of pickles. Not that he thought Viktor couldnβt open it himself, but because even he struggles with it, so heβd rather not have Viktor straining himself.
@vikinvents βOf course. β¦ can I have some cookies or are they solely for you? And yeah, thatβs good with me.β
He brings the bags in and sorts through the food; keeping the pickles, peanut butter, and cookies out; the pregnancy tests, too. He puts them in the bathroom before he comes in.
@vikinvents βYeah, oh course.β He nods, leaning over the center console to kiss Viktorβs cheek before he starts the car up again.
The route home is fairly straightforward, so it doesnβt take them long.
βYou can set up the bedroom tv while I put things away, okay?β
@vikinvents Jayce offers his hand for Viktor to squeeze. He doesnβt start the car yet; he wants to make sure Viktorβs okay first.
βI mean, if I were in your shoes, Iβd yell at me too.β He cracks a small smile.
βBut, weβre going to be okay, okay?β He reassures gently. He hopes so anyway.
@vikinvents The first thing he does once he gets in and the stuff is in the trunk is get the tissues from the glovebox and hand his partner some.
βYou okay, V?β
@vikinvents βYeah, go ahead, Iβll be right out with you in a second.β He promises, letting Viktor go back to the car, handing him the keys before he does so he can unlock it.
Well-over $50 is spent; but itβs worth it. For Viktor. Jayce comes out, all bags in his arms and opens the trunk.
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