Literature
PruCan MPREG: Here I Am 30
Francis had to wipe the tears from his eyes; he was laughing so hard. He calmed himself eventually and picked up a plate and started serving breakfast. However, he found it rather difficult to put the food on the table because it would jump with how hard Gilbert was hitting his forehead against.
"Oh, Gil..." Francis chuckled, rubbing his back and sliding plate in front of him. "It was simply a premature 'I love you'. It won't kill anyone."
"But what will he think?" Gilbert said, a small bead of blood trickling down between his eyes. "He'll think I'm taking this too fast... Or-or, I'm not taking this seriously... What have I done?"
"Mais, mo