Round 2!!(the next 16 weeks)

-  Sycamore notices his S/O gaining some weight but is literally like ‘good. they are eating well.’ He’s got grandma goggles with S/O, if you know what I mean, the kind of partner who is constantly fighting his need to feed and take care of his S/O. When they bring it up, he is quick to reassure them he loves everything about them, but doesn’t get why his S/O is just laughing at him when he says it.

- When the weird cravings kick in he just thinks they’re finally willing to try the ‘finer’ kalosian/poke french food that most self respecting people wouldn’t put anywhere near their mouths. When they gag at his typical home cooking, he wonders if their palate has just evolved too quickly for him to keep up with.

- Gross but, when his S/O is having to get up multiple times a night to pee, he’s just like ‘ur drinking too much water ho stay dehydrated so we can get some sleep’ but just kinda has weird dreams but nothing else really.

- Finds his S/O one day after work sobbing on the couch, just watching the kid tv show channels and is just??? confused but pats them on the back until they calm down enough he can turn the tv off and cook dinner

- Honestly doesn’t get it until his S/O grabs his hand and just puts it on their stomach when the baby is kicking - This Is What Kills The Man

- He just starts crying obviously and kissing his beautiful S/O and is just like ‘can i touch it???’ and they are like ‘u already r’ and he’s the kind of dude who will drop down to his knees and start putting little kisses on their belly and talking to it (’i love u!’ and no one knows if it’s to the baby or S/O lmao)

- Tells EVERYONE. His students, the assistants, his hairdresser, your plants, and constantly like ‘i’m dad??? i’m dad!!!’ and grinning all over town like an absolute fool - its infectious and literally all of lumiose knows about this baby and is sending cards and shit

- Sycamore Status: Aware but Ditzy

Round 3!!!(the last 12 weeks)

- Sycamore is just in a state of very researching typical panic. He’s stressed out and trying to buy every ‘what to expect when you’re expecting :^)’ book out there and is putting together the most common advice in a very dry survival guide/instructional manual to make sure he’s doing everything right

- His lab is constantly trying to page him because he may have paternity leave, but he dead ass forgot to let anyone know he was taking it and literally just stopped coming to work.

- On first name basis with the local maternity/babies r us stores because just when he thinks he’s babyproofed it all he finds another hazard or another thing his child definitely ‘needs’ in a catalogue and goes racing back to the store the next day. (does his baby have a ‘your first bunsen burner’ playset? maybe so, maybe so.)

- The mood swings have really begun, but they aren’t violent mood swings or nothing. His S/O just cries all the time and he’s so beside himself with what to do because they’re like ‘i know that i am sobbing but i swear i’m fine. its the baby, i know that this can of peas is nothing to cry over i promise’ but they’re all gross and sad about it still so he’s just like ‘i uh love u???’ and eventually just learns that crying is just a new state of being for his poor S/O and just to be there for them while they calm down.

- The last few weeks before the baby is born, he’s spends hours holding his S/O’s stomach and talking to the baby and stuff. He really wants to be connected to both his partner and the baby through the pregnancy and wants them both to know he loves them? So much?

- Sycamore Status: 2 Stressed 3 Blessed

Bonus! Birth!

- The S/O was admitted before the birth, because Sycamore is a worry wart and didn’t want to have to leave it to chance where they were/what was going on when the delivery started, but he’s still an anxious man

- A Big Weenie, who can’t take the sight of his S/O being in pain or blood so he’s trying to be there while also not fainting at the overwhelming sight of uh everything lol

- the waiting room is filled with just everyone they’ve ever met basically and they all brought gifts for the S/O and baby and did Sycamore cry? U betcha

- When the baby is born, all the stress and adrenaline just kind of leaves both the parents and they’re just kind of exhausted but relieved like they can’t believe that they’ve made it?

(being honest i feel bad cause i feel like im a sycamore stan but wtf a scenario crossed my mind?? Here let’s pretend that him and reader share an apartment like good friends.)

One night this man is just plain drunk with wine, he probably got out some bottles out of boredom since Reader is getting late from work. Jazz music is playing on the gramophone near the table, and the rhythm of it is already making Augustine feelsy, and regretting the wine for making it more confusing to him if he should confess his feelings or not.

A year has passed since them and Sycamore moved in, the place was located near work so it was perfect. After months of sharing time and conversations together this made his heart flutter. Augustine waited and waited, he didn’t wanted to make this really awkward for both and got afraid that them would move somewhere else once the truth was out.

The click of the door got him out of his thoughts.

“Augustine?”, they said after looking at the glass and bottles on the table.

“I-I’m sorry. Couldn’t sleep”, he groaned while rubbing his tired eyes and left the couch.

On it’s way to his bedroom his legs betrayed him and made him trip, almost falling but being saved by grabbing the couch. Shocked, Reader helped the professor back on his feet.

“You didn’t have to do this, it’s more important that you get some sleep instead of waiting for me”, they answered.

Out not nothing Augustine starts to laugh frantically making them a bit scared and before anything else happens, Sycamore begins to talk.

“It’s just so funny how you can not see it!! I like you! No, no, no, I don’t like you, I love you. And…”, he begins to tear up, “…it’s eating me up the thought that maybe you don’t feel the same for me”.

Clearing the tears from the corners of his eyes Augustine went back to his bedroom, leaving reader alone on the small living room. The silence felt heavy and they couldn’t believe what he just said.

Hours later Reader decided to check on him to find that, luckily, Sycamore fell asleep. They sat beside him on the mattress, twirling their fingers between his curls.

“Maybe I do feel the same for you”.