The Apartment Above the Photo Hut - Thursday

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Liz was still not feeling a hundred percent and thought she’d give it another week before she tried to working from downstairs again, she had thought that she might have felt better and a couple of times she had but it was back to not being a good day.

She didn’t have that much to do since Prompto had been taking care of a lot of the admin side of the store for her, which she was very grateful for and she was trying to answer a few emails that had come through and check on some of the spreadsheets.

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So. To his credit, Prompto wasn't actually here the last time this happened. There had been, you know, the whole best friend's bachelor party road tripped turned ten-year-apocalypse with no contact to any other outside world thing. But Ignis had brought up something during training that morning that was now wedged pretty firmly in Prompto's brain that had him squinting a lot and thinking that Specs might be onto something there.

Maybe. Possibly. There was a reason he was the smart one, but Prompto wasn't sure how much of him thinking that was just kind of...wishful thinking.

When he got home, he hit the shower real quick because he did not want to have this conversation while still gross and sweaty, but once he was all cleaned up, he went over to greet Liz properly with a kiss and a "How're you feeling today?"

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Liz leaned in to that kiss as she gave a tired smile to Prompto, “I still don’t feel very well,” she told him, “mostly tired and achy at this point,” she admitted.

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Prompto took a moment to think about some of the stuff he'd very frantically looked up on his phone and matched it up with the timeline and let out a awkward sort of chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

"Yeah," he said, "that, uh, sounds about right. Ummm...so...and, like, totally stop me if you think I'm way off base about this, but you don't....you'd actually think, um....you might be, uh...." His hand made a gesture in front of him, like a rounded belly on the lower part of his stomach, "...again...."

Prompto, you were a grown-ass married man in your thirties with a kid already. You could say the word pregnant!

His browser then lifted, tentatively hopeful.

"Do you?"

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Liz listened, blinked and looked down at her own stomach, “I never even thought about that possibility,” she admitted, “it would make sense though, with how I’ve been feeling these past couple of weeks,” she considered.

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That feeling of excitement that had stirred in Prompto's chest when it was suggested to earlier thrummed harder, and he felt it warmth spread all through him, right up into the red now creeping up on his beaming face. "And how many, uh, opportunities there're been," he added, with a sheepish kind of pride. "And especially considering how, well, uhhhh....about a month ago, it was, um, well, you know."

Prompto, you were a grown-ass married man in your thirties with a kid already. You could say the words sex pollen!

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Liz was feeling herself go rather red too, “I know,” she said fondly, she stared down at her stomach, and her smile widened, “and why my symptoms haven’t gone away as well?” she smiled as she looked shyly back up at Prompto.

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"Gods, I hope that's it, anyway!" Prompto said, laughing, and he danced right past the other possibilities that he'd been so worried about with this bright, new, hopeful perspective. Another baby! Possibly! Maybe! He was really trying hard not to get too far ahead of himself, when they didn't know for sure yet, but if it was? Like, for real?

And he would even be here for it this time?

The prospect of it, the relief that it might not be something else bothering her, and that absolutely perfect smile on Liz's face as she looked at him had Prompto overwhelmed for a moment, and all he could do was just swoop in and kiss her again.

And maybe kiss her some more.

And a little more after that.

"So we should go back sure, then, right?" he asked, until all that kissing and his giddiness made him feel a little lightheaded and bouncy and antsy to do something. "Like at the clinic? Or one of those little test things? Probably thr clinic, the clinic's best, right? To really know for sure? Do you want to go now? Later? Should I go get you anything? Ice cream? Do you want ice cream? Tea? Anything else? Oh, man, what's Noctra gonna think about having a sibling??"

Well, it wasn't a pony, but...!

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Liz’s smile was wide, “I really hope so too,” she laughed, “The clinic’s probably best. Last time Abe was the one who told me, unless we want to make a visit to the BPRD?” she grinned, “and I don’t think I really need anything right now even though I wouldn’t say no to some ice cream,” she said hopefully.

She tilted her head a bit at the last one, “at least she’ll have a bit of time to prepare that she’s going to be a big sister right?”