I know you guys were wondering if I’d ever post another part of that A/B/O fic. Real life just got in the way but here it is!
Harry Hart is not an arrogant man. He can be a bit of a show off sometimes, can at times be crass but he’s not above subjecting himself to humiliation when it’s warranted.
When he opens the parcel that Eggsy no doubt dropped in his mail, the world seems to shatter around him. The child is his. He has a child and he doesn’t even know the sex, doesn’t know it’s name. He didn’t get to feel the baby kick or see that first ultrasound photo. He didn’t get to watch Eggsy grow plump and full with his child or bask in his glow.
He doesn’t know what to do, how to proceed. How does one begin to apologize for something so treturous, for subjecting the one they’re supposed to love to total isolation?
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