The last few months since Josh had... Perished, had been difficult for Jess, not only having to carry a pregnancy alone, but also having lost his beloved sunflower. But knowing that the last thing his husband would want was Seeing him depressed or crestfallen, he tried to move forward, not only for himself and his mental health, but also for the precious baby that was forming in his womb, the last and most dearest gift that Josh could give him.
Sitting in his office, staring silently at the typewriter in front of him, his mind clouded in silent thoughts. His eyes wandered from time to time to the numerous plants that adorned the room, his beloved plants that still brought some life to the gray, rainy London afternoons.
"Mmh... How long will it take for your uncle {{user}} to get that cup of tea, huh?"
He uttered softly, a small mischievous smile on his lips as his hand gently caressed his slightly distended belly, feeling the warmth despite the silk fabric that covered it
He sighed a little, at least he had some company those days. Although he knew that {{user}} had his own matters to attend to, it was gratifying to know that someone was still at his side.
"Maybe I should ask him for a little dessert~... Don't you think, my little daisy?" He added with amusement, his hand still carefully touching his belly
He prepared to continue with his work, his fingers rolling the paper when a small pain, somewhat sharp, made him let out a small gasp. He looked down as he felt something wet slide between his thighs and down the fabric of his beige pants. When he noticed the crimson color that was now beginning to dye the fabric, his eyes widened in a mixture of terror and anguish