Vian

True to his word, Vian didn’t mention it for the rest of their visit to the relay. Yet Alexius could see the anticipation in his eyes, a giddy delight in his step. He was far too amused by this discovery. It wasn’t until they returned to their shared room aboard the Orbiter that Alexius felt comfortable enough to discuss it.

“I find pregnancy attractive,” he confessed. “And to answer your earlier question, no, it isn’t the actual act of impregnating someone. Well, it is, but that’s not what I ever intended with you, the not telling you.” The words started pouring out without forethought or composure. “I never asked because I assumed you took contraceptives, and because I took stuff. I didn’t want to bring attention to it, and I never told you about all this for… obvious reasons.” This was such a mess.

His cheeks flustered with heat, Alexius gave a cursory look around, hoping no one had heard his stupid boyfriend. At the same time, he wanted to defend himself. “It’s not like that, just…” He stopped himself short with a huff. “Vee, please.” It wasn’t often that he resorted that nickname, having always made a point to learn people’s names. “I’ll tell you anything, let’s just go off to the side or something.” He sounded totally resigned to his fate. There was no avoiding the subject with his imp of a boyfriend.

Alexius’ teeth clenched in panic at the rising tone of Vian’s voice. “Quiet down.” He didn’t need one of his very few secrets in the world, let alone an embarrassing one, becoming public information. “What do you want me to say?” Anything that’d end the conversation. Without waiting for an answer, he whispered, “Fine. I find it hot, okay? Can we not talk about this in the middle of a market?”

Vian was practically bouncing up and down with glee at Alexius’ admittance of his interest. It took effort for him to keep his cool in a moment like this.

“Don’t be embarrassed, babe. I’m into way weirder shit than you are.” He chuckled, patting Alex’s shoulder. “Though, I am totally curious about this. You’ve got to tell me more. Like, what is it? Is it like, the actual act of getting someone pregnant? Because like, we’ve had plenty of unprotected sex before, and I mean, you never even asked me if I was on any kind of birth control. Did you do that on purpose? Ooh, you kinky little bastard...”

aaaand a wip blog for my chroma, who won’t be -fully- developed until I actually get Chroma (and probably until his deluxe skin comes out)

“I do not have a crush,” Alexius refuted. He was being honest about that much. Good thing too, because he noticed a hint of jealousy in Vian’s voice. Hardly anyone caught Alexius’ gaze, so it was no surprise Vian was defensive. Alex assured him, “I’m only interested in you, love.” This was just… a momentary lapse, totally uncharacteristic.

Alexius’ adorably honest answer made Vian think a bit harder on the matter. So, if Alex wasn’t into her, then why was he staring? 

Then it hit him.

The smile that spread across his face was that of a madman. 

“Oh, no fuckin’ way.” Vian turned around to do a double take, as if to reassure himself-- but now it was obvious to him. He almost wanted to slap himself for not putting the pieces together earlier.

“What, no!” he sputtered, almost in indignation. But his face reddened more. He couldn’t hide the truth. His attempts were achieving the opposite effect, he realized. Suddenly, the presence of Vian’s arm felt like a vise.

“Nothing!” Alexius deflected with all the grace of a poor liar, the kind that was always mortified at having been caught doing something they shouldn’t. He quickly averted his eyes from their previous interest, his face rosy with embarrassment. He prayed Vian hadn’t seen what had caught his attention so.

I made a sideblog for my frost since he’s wholly unaffiliated with this shithead