“ can i have your fries? don’t judge me, the baby’s hungry. ” - sage @ derek 👀
pregnancy prompts part two .
⸺ 𝗔 𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗖𝗛𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗟𝗘 𝗥𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗦𝗧 𝗢𝗙 the wolf , optics of emerald twinkling with amusement as he slides over the small container . he steals just one back before dusting the salt off of his hands , rising to dispose of their trash as sage enjoys the remainder of the fries . ❝ you know , ❞ the alpha exhales playfully , returning to the table and sliding in next to his girlfriend , ❝ why do i feel like this is not the last time you two are going to gang up on me in the next eighteen years ? i don't stand a chance here , huh . ❞
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