Buckets

Claude's insides felt as if they were on fire, he tried taking deep breaths to calm himself down but it wasn't working so far. He could picture his best mate's face in his mind, making him reach for his stomach and sigh heavily.

He wasnt sure how he was going to do this.

After sighing once more, Claude finally gained the courage to push the door open, entering the room he shared with Theo. "Theo," he started, looking at his friend where he lay on his bed. "We need to talk."

Claude found himself sighing again as he made his way to the bed, sitting down on the edge of it.

"I..." he struggled. "I... Theo, I think I'm in love with you." he breathed out, swallowing the lump in his throat before looking his friend dead in the eyes.

"And... I'm pregnant."

Theo looked up from where he was lying on his bed when Claude entered, his voice sounding shaky. "Claude, bro, anything," he said, before his eyes connected with Claude's and he felt a passion deep down in his soul. "Claude..." Theo began slowly, before he gasped in shock. "I'm in love with you too, Claude..."

He was pregnant?! Theo's eyebrows raised, before he sighed. "My deep and passionate love must have impregnated you. I'll stand by you though, darling."