It was already scandalous enough to be having these run-ins with a sorcerer-killer. One guilty pleasure, quickly led to another. You didn’t hesitate to throw away the positive pregnancy test in the bin the moment you saw it. How could you tell him?

You didn’t know what kind of reaction he’d have, would he be mad? scared? or worse, run away.

“..Hey.” He pats your shoulder, his big arm wrapping around you. “You know i ain’t mad, right ‘darlin?” He rubs slow circles onto your skin. In all fairness, it’s his fault this happened. He should of been more careful with you, but he certainly isn’t going to run away from his new responsibility. Not when his feelings go way further than casual for you.

“I’ll take ya out to get your mind off of your pretty ‘lil bump, alright? It’s on me.” He gives you a confident smirk. Despite the many times he’s made you pay on dates, he has been saving up for a while.