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Just 2 weeks passed since that little encounter, and neither Sammy nor Henry interacted with each other for the past few days. When they did meet, they always blushed and looked away awkwardly.
Especially if they had to work together which was very common, there would be some small talk sure but the tension would be very high.
Now and then, Henry would begin to feel very tired and start feeling nauseous and would need to rush to the bathroom multiple times, throwing up.
He never really thought about the consequences after that incident, nor that he cared.
He didn't even think this could be tied to that night with Sammy.
He needed to talk to Sammy, his coworker, and best friend.
And possibly his mate.
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He asked Sammy one workday if they could talk after work hours when no one was around, to which Sammy agreed.
Henry knew that Joey would make Henry stay late for sure, and Sammy always stayed after hours for some peace and quiet, so he took the opportunity.
When the time came and the last few workers left the studio he quickly stood up from his desk and headed for the music department.
It did take longer with the sudden urge to throw up but he finally made it to the music department. He knocked on the door and was instantly greeted by Sammy.
"So Henry, what did you wanna talk to me about-" Sammy was cut off "I think I'm pregnant," Henry said bluntly, Sammy was taken aback sure, but definitely wasn’t amused.
Surely Henry was fucking with him but the look he was giving was making it harder for his brain to believe. “Excuse me what? I think my ears went deaf for a second.”
“I’m serious Lawrence.” Henry responded with a stern face.