"Did... Did your belly just move? I thought you said the chef was dead." Trevor looked at Justin in confusion.
Justin rubs the side of his belly that the movement happened on "I thought he was... Come inside, i'm getting cold." Justin moved out of the door way for trevor to come inside then closed the door behind him.
The pair walked back to Justin's room and Justin lied down on his bed and trevor sat next to him.
"Trev," Justin asks "can you rub my belly please?"
Trevor reaches out and touches the taut skin and rubs gently sighing with again confusion, "so... What... Are you pregnant now? Or something...?"
"I...I guess?" Justin says in return.
Trevor had so many thoughts going through his mind and was silent for a few moments.
"Justin..." Trevor forced out of his mouth "I... I can't do this...I can't help you raise a kid... I didn't sign up for this.... I can't... I'm not ready." He pulled his hand back.
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