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luigi heard the front door close, and he rushed to see his husband coming in late from work. “where have you been??” he asked, worry in his voice and tears in his eyes.
“out,” bowser responded in a monotone voice, not even looking at the soon to be father of his children.
“i’ve been worried sick, you know. why weren’t you answering any of my calls?”
bowser shrugged him off, ignoring him as he stomped upstairs to their bedroom, his big backed steps making the house shake. “i was busy. don’t worry about it,” he said nonchalantly. i guess you could say he’s a dreadhead.
“busy with what? you better not be hanging around hoe peach again.”
bowser turned to him, fury in his eyes. “and what if i was?? i can hang around whoever i want to. you are not the boss of me little boy,” he seethed.
luigi shrank back, fearful of the turtle before him. “i’m just worried,” he said. “you’ve been getting distant ever since i’’ve been pregnant. do you even love me?” he cried out.
bowser ignored the question and instead disappeared into the bedroom, slamming the door behind him. luigi was left alone in the hallway, tears running down his cheeks. he couldn’t believe the man he once loved was now treating him like dirt.
he decided to take things into his own hands and confront peach himself to win back his man. he may not be an alpha, but he will show his dominance.