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kjupchurch-xx · 4 months ago

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The Interview - Tumblr Request from 08/17

As I walked into work, I was stopped by my boss, who informed me that we had a celebrity she needed me to work in for today's segment. Due to the revenue that Deadpool & Wolverine had pulled in, I wasn't shocked when she told me we would be expecting Hugh Jackman to stop in today. Ryan Reynolds was originally coming, but had an emergency with one of his children.

I walked into my dressing room and got myself put together, making sure my button down blouse and black skirt looked flawless. I triple checked my messy up-do and my make-up, fixing it about three times and still not being completely satisfied.

"He's here, he'll be coming to you in 5." My cameraman said through the door.

"Okay." I called back before checking myself in the mirror once again.

I quickly stepped out, seeing Hugh and my boss walking down the hall. Fuck, he's sexy, even at 55. I avoided them, making a beeline for the area the interview would be taking place. I assessed the area, making sure everything was perfect. Due to the last minute setup, there was no script. It would all be 100% ad-libbed.

"Hugh, this is your interviewer, the phenomenal, miss Kaitlyn." My boss said with a smile, bringing him up to me.

I smiled, extending my hand to shake his, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Jackman."

He smiled, grabbing my hand and kissing it, "Call me Hugh." He said with an accent.

My boss smirked, "Do not hold back on Mr. Jackman with your questions. We want this to be a viral interview. Let's break the internet." She said with a wink.

Hugh and I chuckled as I tried hiding my blush from him kissing my hand, "Understood." We said in unison.

She walked off, leaving us a minute to ourselves before the camera started rolling. I quickly looked at Hugh, "If I do ask a risque question you're not comfortable with, we can edit it out." I said with a nervous smile.

He smirked at me, "Nothing's off limits, darling." He said with a wink.

I chuckled slightly, "Are you sure?"

He nodded, "Let's have some fun."

I cocked my head at him, in shock. I figured a person with the career he had built would be a bit more reserved. This should be fun.

As I led him to the two couches we'd be sitting on for the interview, I couldn't help but notice his gaze on my legs and backside when I'd turned back to ask if he was ready to begin. He quickly reverted his gaze to my face as he noticed he'd gotten caught gawking.

I took a seat on my couch, as he plopped down onto the other couch across from me. My cameraman gave me a nod to let me know we were rolling.

"Boy, do I have a surprise for you guys today!..." I said enthusiastically towards the camera, "My guest today is none other than Mr. Hugh Jackman from the new film, Deadpool & Wolverine." I said with a wide smile as the camera panned out showing Hugh in the view.

"How are you, gorgeous?" Hugh asked, looking at me with a smile.

I giggled, "I'm great, how're you?"

He smirked, "You know, I'm good... I'm really good, but I'd be even better if you were on this couch with me." His voice sounding a bit flirty.

I chuckled as he continued, "I'm feelin' a little lonely with Ryan not here." He joked as he patted the seat on the couch beside him.

I moved from my spot on my couch over to his, "Ready for some juicy questions?" I asked him, wigging my eyebrows playfully.

He bit his lips, nodding his head slightly, "Do I get to also ask you juicy questions?"

I smirked, "We'll see. It depends on how satisfied with your answers I am."

He smiled at me and cockily stated, "Oh babe, I don't doubt I can make you feel satisfied."

I covered my mouth as it was gaping a bit, which caused him to chuckle. He quickly threw his arm over my shoulder, looking at me, "What's your question?"

I quickly regrouped myself and asked, "When doing a kissing scene, is it important to make it look realistic or keep it professional?"

He giggled at me, "Who says I can't do both?"

"Can you?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.

"Would you like a demonstration?" He asked, a sly smile on his lips.

My boss did say we were breaking the internet with this interview. It wasn't televised, meaning everything was not off limits. That always made things interesting.

I chuckled, "You're not going to kiss me."

He smiled cheekily at me as he leaned towards me, placing one hand on my chin as his other hand rested on my cheek. "The key to a good kissing scene, is you always leave the audience wondering if the physical connection is real." He said lowly as his eyes gazed from my eyes, to my lips, back up towards my eyes as his face got closer to mine.

I couldn't help myself and began biting my lip in anticipation. I could feel my palms growing sweaty and my core starting to heat up. "You ready, Sweetheart?" He asked with a low voice, barely above a whisper as I slightly nodded for him to continue. Before I could react again, his lips met mine.

His lips were soft and warm. I felt him slightly nibble on my lower lip as he pulled away. I took a deep breath as a pink blush appeared on my face, "How was that?" He asked cheekily.

I laughed as I shifted on the couch, "That was...Pretty good. Do you kiss everyone that interviews you?" I asked sarcastically.

He shook his head, "Only the cute ones." He said matter of factly.

He answered a few more questions, mostly regarding X-Men, Deadpool & Wolverine, his recent divorce and his life as a father of two now adult children before we went back to the more juicier questions.

"When is it my turn to ask you a question?" He asked, smiling devilishly.

I shrugged, "Go ahead." I chuckled.

He gave me a questioning look before smirking, "So, Miss Kaitlyn, do you know the difference between a French kiss and an Australian kiss?" He asked, trying to sound as if he were going to actually explain something to me rather than make a joke.

I thought for a moment before shaking my head, "I don't think I've heard of an Australian kiss."

He raised his brow at me, "Okay. So it's the same thing as your regular French kiss, except in Australia, it's done down under."

My eyes widened as my jaw hit the floor, which caused him to laugh, "Cat got your tongue, Sweetheart?" He asked playfully as he noticed the shocked look on my face.

I shook my head, slightly biting my lip, deciding to turn the tables on him. "My turn again."

He looked at me, proud of his question considering my reaction, "Hit me with it." He said, crossing his arms.

I smirked at him, "Some people call you Huge instead of Hugh." I stated, he looked at me, giving me a nod wondering where I was going with the question. "Is it because you're huge?" I asked, pursing my lips into a smile.

He chuckled, clearly surprised by my bold question, "Do you wanna know?" He gave me a cheeky smile.

I nodded, confidently, "I do wanna know."

He leaned in closely, I could feel his hot breath on my ear as he whispered, "Meet me in one of the dressing rooms after we wrap."

I chuckled as I looked towards the camera once he pulled away, "I'm not at liberty to say." Then I playfully mouthed, "Huge" at the camera while trying to contain my laughter.

We went through a few more questions regarding Wolverine & Deadpool, and also Ryan Reynolds before we wrapped the interview. Hugh quickly skipped off to his dressing room as I was stopped by my boss, who was pleased with the interview.

"I can't believe you got him to kiss you! This is going to go great with our views!" She exclaimed happily.

I laughed, shaking my head, "I was not expecting that."

She looked at me, a smirk appearing on her lips, "What did he whisper in your ear about him being huge?" She asked.

I chuckled, "He said he's a shrimp and you'd be very disappointed."

She laughed at me, "Bullshit. You're going to fuck him, aren't you?" She asked, furrowing her brows in amusement.

"Bye, Pam!" I yelled as I walked towards the dressing rooms laughing.

"I want details! Real details!" She called out, trying to sound stern but failing miserably.

I walked up to his dressing room door, knocking on the door. Was I supposed to knock or just bust in? Sleeping with my guests was something I'd never done, but ever since the kiss, I knew I wanted more. He was driving me crazy with his little remarks during our interview, and he knew exactly what he was doing.

The door opened in front of me, it was a smiling Hugh, "Oh, so you do want to know?" He said playfully, amusement dripping from his voice.

I giggled and decided to play around with him, "I was only coming to thank you for being my guest today." I said sarcastically.

He moved to the side, motioning for me to come in his dressing room. "You're so welcome, love." He said, sarcasm dripping in his voice.

He knew why I was there. He sat down on the lounge that was in the dressing room, kicking his feet up on the ottoman and looked at me, "Join me, I promise I don't bite hard." He smirked.

I blushed as I sat beside him, "FYI, I don't kiss my interviewers, but you were looking too damn cute." He said, looking at my cleavage.

I chuckled, "I don't normally kiss the people I'm interviewing, but you're sexy as fuck and I wanted to know if you were a good kisser."

He smiled cheekily at me before he reached over, pulling me onto his lap so I was straddling his lap. "This what you came to my dressing room for?" He smirked, gazing into my eyes as he gripped my onto my hips tightly.

I bit my lip, looking at his, "Maybe...Is this why you invited me?" I asked him.

He giggled as he began unbuttoning my blouse, revealing my black lacy bra. I ran my fingers into his hair as I leaned down, kissing him and helping him discard my blouse. Our kiss was much better than the interview kiss. He sucked on my bottom lip, biting at it with his teeth before his tongue began dancing with mine as his hands explored my breasts. I could fee his excitement growing under me.

I lifted myself up slightly as I began toying with his belt, he pulled away, mumbling against my lips, "Eager, aren't you?"

I chuckled, "Research purposes." I said trying to remain serious as he helped me undo his belt, unzip his pants and pull his rather...large member out. I bit my lip as I saw it. He was rock hard and had veins protruding from his shaft. He was above average and deliciously thick. I couldn't decide if I wanted him in my mouth or inside me.

"Research purposes..." He was becoming increasingly amused by my wit, "Like what you see, baby?" He bit his lip, as he pushed his hips upwards towards me.

I licked my lips, still gazing at it. I pushed my thong to the side as I lifted myself over him, sinking down on the length. I could hear him gasp as he entered me, while I gasped at the size that was stretching me perfectly. I felt his hands grip my hips tightly as I began bouncing on him. He moved one hand to my breasts as he pulled my bra down and began nibbling and sucking on my nipples, causing me to whimper as he began pushing his hips upwards to meet my bounces.

I threw my head back as I ran my fingers through his black hair that was becoming quickly disheveled. "Fuck, you're so tight." He groaned against my breasts. "You ride my cock so well, love." He groaned.

I could feel myself begin tightening around him as I felt him start to throb inside me. "Shit, I'm gonna cum." I moaned, as I tugged harder on his hair as I sped my bouncing up.

"Cum all over me, baby." He moaned as he started thrusting his hips harder upwards.

His words and his accent made me come undone. I could feel the throbbing of his cock, he was almost there. "Get on your knees." He demanded lowly.

I quickly hopped off of his lap and assumed the position on my knees in front of him. He grabbed himself and sat up from the couch and began stroking in front of me as his moans became louder. Watching him stroke his cock was making me ready to go again. I pulled my bra down further, grabbing my breasts and squeezing them for them.

He let out one loud groan as he threw his head back and began covering my breasts in his cum. I bit my lip as I watched how much pleasure it brought him.

After he finished, he quickly stood up and grabbed a towel, handing it to me. "I'm sorry about your blouse." He chuckled.

I giggled, taking the towel, "Don't be. I'm sure it'll sell on TikTok shop."

He laughed, rolling his eyes at my humor before pecking my lips.

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elizapage444 · 7 days ago

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*sits down on the ground above Micah. There's still room on the couch as he's curdled up on himself and still sleeping*

The movie is almost done! What can we watch next?

Uh... don't know. Ace and Gam should be joining us soon-

Alright!

@its-gambit

#just a little silly #oc #rp #x men #ok to interact #big bro gambit and ace

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vanessa-howlett · 4 months ago

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How come the fossils are on Tumblr but no Jubilee ?

#marvel rp #oc rp #vanessa talks #xmen #x mem rp #mutant rp #mutant oc #x men oc #vanessa howlett

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lycaon-guerrero · 16 days ago

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Percy, do you know how long lizards typically take to lay eggs…? By chance?

“…no…”

#lycaon guerrero 🐾#lycaon 🐾#rp blog #x-men rp #x-men oc #percy answers 🐾

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h-a-s-e-l-acquinas · 2 months ago

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[Eliza was once again just walking the halls. Having the trench coat that gambit and Ace gifted her with the necklace on. Does she ever take these items off? The trench coat was rarely, the necklace? No. She will never take it off. She would sniff the air.... smelling that something was....off.... is that.....blood?]

What the fuck?

@elizapage444

Hazel was curled up in her bed, her arm still bleeding and sparking from the lack of treatment she was able to give it. Her tools from her attempts to fix herself were scattered across her floor- along with her drone and tablet being shattered across the room.

#okay to interact #x men #marvel rp #okay to reblog #x men oc #x men 97 #x men comics #x men rp #marvel #marvel roleplay

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caspian-vares · 7 days ago

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OPEN RP (Marvel/X-Men)

Caspian knew that in a way, he was pretty lucky. Being a mutant was hard, especially in a world that was trying to hard to make his existence illegal, but at the very least he was human passing. Walking along the streets you'd never be able to tell that he was anything more than your average human being, it let him do things that others couldn't without scrutiny

He still had powers though, ones that he did actually quite enjoy and liked using. Being able to multiply things was fun and easy, and it sure as hell made groceries last longer. Caspian though he just felt more himself when he was using his powers, more at peace, more... himself, like he was whole again.

...that is until his secondary mutation developed, now it felt like shit.

Multiplication was still a good power, he'd never go back on that. But the whole, telekinetic, telepathic, empath mind bending whatever the fuck he developed not even a year ago? It sucked, he hated it... or maybe he just hated what it represented... so Caspian decided to lock them away—most of it anyways, shut them out into the back of his mind so none of the other telepaths could find him. He didn't need these powers, he liked his other ones better anyways.

And yet still there was that urge, the urge to use them just as he had the urge to fiddle with his hands, tap his feet against the floor, rub the back of his neck when stressed. It was a compulsion, and impulse to use that part of him because a was a part of him, and he couldn't just shut them out forever.

So Caspian walked the streets, not at night, that was stupid, but in the early twilight when everything still had that faint lavender hue to it. He knew a spot, one that was away from prying eyes where he could feel more himself. A shortcut into an alleyway led him to a space between a couple of abandoned buildings the city never bothered to demolish. No one came back here, and it was the perfect place to let loose.

So Caspian unlocked that part of his mind—some of it anyways, only a little bit more than what he already used. He took the backpack off his back and got out red spray paint, walking over to one of the walls and spraying on a target.

He stepped back towards the other wall, and reached out with his mind, picking up one of the smallish rocks laying around and threw it with his mind towards the target.

Miss. Rather embarrassingly so, actually.

Caspian winced at that. He never really bothered practicing with the power he never wanted in the first place. So he kept at it, picking up more of the alleyway rocks and throwing it at the target. He must have only been at it for 20 minutes before he heard a sudden, far too human nice behind him, causing the guy to whip around with wide cornflower blue eyes, rock hovering above his head.

"You're dreaming!" Was the first thing he blurted out. Really? What's what you were going with Cas?

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homeofcreations · 11 days ago

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INTRO POST

admin is a minor! And also boring base colour text.

I’m Elias.

That’s all you’re going to say? And I’m Daisy, just so you know.

I’m Sylvia and this is Florence

Hi….!

And I’m last, I guess! (like always) My name is Talia.

ABILITIES:

I’m just… Stealthy. I don’t make any sound when I walk, or breathe. I’m agile. And I have really good hearing. Also I guess an ability of mine is dealing with these girls all the time….

Daisy again! I can make forcefields and heal people with just my hands! I make forcefields, as said, but I guess the real talent there is shaping them. Weapons, shields, domes, you name it and I can make it.

I make illusions! Which is really great, until I started to hear and see things that weren’t there… haha, anyways… Sylvia? Please help me.

Usually it’s safe to ignore anything Florence says, but their mutation can be really helpful sometimes. My mutation, on the other hand, is usually only helpful for me. I can do two things; Become intangible, and Jelloify my bones… but I think my favourite part of my mutation is my Fangs and my Pink eyes!

I just make pretty light from my body. It calms people down and heats up a room and my body a whole lot.

FIELD NAME:

I don’t have one of those.

That’s a lie! His is Covert and mine is Aegis!

Mine is Wisp. I really like that name..

I get called ‘Slipstream’ all the time.

It’s pretty simple, but I’m fond of it; Luminal.

OTHER:

All of these people are girls. Except for Florence and I.

I’m not.

Literally just said that, Rin.

Rin is also NOT on drugs! It’s just…. Their personality.

Okay, Lesbians..

I’m not a girl… who are you talking about..?

You. You’re still a Lesbian.

Please ask us questions! Flo will drive us insane if they don’t have anything to do.

TAGS:

#Covert speaks reluctantly

#Aegis always answers

#Wispy questions you

#Slipstream speaks

#Luminal spaces filled

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olivialivbard · 2 months ago

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[Eliza hasn't been back to the apartment in a few hours. So Liv took a walk in attempt to find her. It was a cool afternoon, you would only need a light jacket to keep you warm. Everything was fine. That was until........ HE showed up. Atticus pinned Liv to a wall. No one was around other then them.]

You better come back to me...... if not, I'm going to hunt you down again, and hurt you like you hurt me....

[His voice was calm, but menacing. Liv would shake her head. But it earned her a slap to the face]

I OWN YOU. don't forget that

[She would nod and cry]

Ok ok....... just stay away from them, please

[He would chuckle and let her go. Leaving her to run back to the apartment and slam the door shut. Running to the bathroom to see how bad the mark was. Trust me when I say this. It's bad. She would grab a hoddie and hide her face, silently crying to herself. Shit....... her family was in danger, and it's because of her. She needs to figure something out...... but it feels like there's no hope]

@its-gambit if you wanna rp!

#Rp #X-men #Oc

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mutantontheloose · 16 days ago

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Well….here we go again…..

@justawhitewolf @serenastark-official @the-barnes-girl @winnifred-winni-barnes @just-a-fucking-civilian @poor-lost-leo @they-call-me-birdsong @they-call-me-ricochet @lightemupsja @bobby-icy-drake

#oc rp #x men #oc #my oc character #mutants #not my image #the avengers #bucky barnes

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atroxpanthera · 5 months ago

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Best thing about working underground in the mansion, and with these solid doors, is that I can listen to music very loudly and not disturb anyone! The other best thing, is that I can smell of someone comes down, so I can turn it down as to not disturb them.

I say that as I found a new CD, and a new band! They are uh— heavy metal German band ^^ Ram…Rammstein? I believe that is right…

Anyways if anyone needs me just come down the elevator and I’ll turn the music down.

#atroxpanthera #x men #x men oc #x men rp #ok to interact

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kjupchurch-xx · 4 months ago

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Conflicted Feelings Part 8

Ryan was silent for a moment, as was I. Finally, I heard his voice. For once, he wasn't being the classic Ryan Reynolds, he was being the concerned friend, Ryan. "What do you mean you're not happy?" He asked, a bit confused by my admission.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair, "I don't know. I just- I mean shit, I just had a part in the biggest film of my career. I'm getting calls from my agent to audition for major roles in upcoming films. This is just not the right time." I exhaled deeply as I thought about how my career would come to a screeching halt.

I heard him sigh over the phone, "The films will still be here. Probably not the ones you're being asked to audition for, but there will be more films. I'm guessing you haven't told him?"

I chuckled, "I literally just took a test before I called you."

I could hear him begin fake hyperventilating over the phone as he used an over-dramatic voice, "You mean...you mean...I'm the chosen one?" He asked, causing me to laugh.

"Goodbye, Ryan." I said jokingly.

He chuckled, "Just tell him. He loves Oscar and Ava, but I can promise you, he'll be stoked to have his first biological offspring."

With that, we ended our phone call as I continued pacing the NYC penthouse waiting for Hugh to return from his morning bike ride through the city. Being a mother was not exactly something I wanted. I love kids, sure but I love other people's children, especially when I can give them back once I'm tired of them. This would be different. Not to mention my career being halted, but the fucking media and Deb are going to have a fucking frenzy whenever this comes out.

20 minutes, or for me what seemed like an eternity had gone by. I heard the lock on the penthouse door turn, which meant Hugh had finally returned. He walked in and smiled at me as he approached me, quickly pecking my lips.

"Morning, Love. I didn't want to wake you." He said softly as he walked towards the kitchen to grab some water from the fridge.

I forced a smile, "Thank you." I said softly.

He gave me a curious glance, "Are you feeling any better?"

I shrugged, "I don't know. I think I'm going to lay back down for a bit." I said as I turned towards the bedroom.

He gave me a half-smile as I turned, disappearing into the bedroom we shared. He knew something was up, but I was hoping he'd just pushed it off on the fact that I'd been feeling like shit. It had been 10-11 months since he showed up to my hotel room in LA to tell me that he and Deb had split up. We'd been having unprotected sex for months, I don't know why I was surprised to see a positive pregnancy test this morning.

As I laid in our bed, a million thoughts ran through my brain...How I'd tell him, how he'd react, how I'd react to his reaction. I was shaken from my thoughts as I heard him walk past me and walk into the master bath. He looked at himself in the mirror, brushing over his stubble with his fingertips. He glanced down, spotting something on the bathroom counter and stared at it for a moment.

Shit. I realized being in a panic when I saw the test, I must've forgotten to discard it before I called Ryan and spent 30 minutes pacing the fucking floor. I nervously bit my lip as I scratched my forearm anxiously, nervously awaiting his response to the small stick he was holding and had his gaze locked on. He looked up at me, eyes not completely wide, but they were definitely wider than usual.

"Are you..." He managed to say while looking at me to make sure what he was seeing was accurate.

I slowly nodded, it was all I could manage to do at this point in time. My words were completely failing me and even if they weren't, what the hell would I actually say? He sat the test down on the bathroom counter and quickly walked over to me, sitting in front of me on the bed. I could see his eyes glossy as if tears had begun forming in them.

"Baby, this is incredible." He said softly, with a trembling voice. I sat silent, which he quickly noticed, "Don't you think so, love?" He asked me softly.

I sighed, taking a deep breath, "I..." was all I could manage to choke out.

He grabbed my hand, interlocking it with his, "What's wrong, babe?" He asked softly, his expression a mix of worry and anxiety.

I shrugged, shaking my head slightly as I exhaled deeply, "I've worked so hard, busting my ass to pave a career for myself, Hugh." Tears were beginning to threaten to spill over my face, "I'm finally getting offers for major roles. My career is finally starting to blossom the way I'd always hoped it would...Now that's over for me."

He shook his head, pulling me into his arms, "Baby, no. Don't say that. Your career is not over, love. You may have to take a hiatus in a few months, but you can pick up right where you left off." He said reassuringly.

I nuzzled my head into his chest, sighing again, "It's been so hard to get where I'm at. I can't just come back months later and demand bigger films."

He chuckled as he ran his fingers through my hair, "Babe, I can always help with that. There are loads of MCU movies that always want lead roles for developing characters."

This was so easy for him. He had a massive career. He wouldn't be the one out of action due to a big pregnant belly. He didn't have to fight as hard as I did for a major role, spending years as an extra or a small role. I knew he was only trying to be supportive, but it was irritating me that he made this sound so easy to just get back into like I hadn't skipped a beat.

He rested his chin on top of my head, "You're not even the slightest bit happy about this, are you?..." He asked, barely above a whisper.

His voice was full of emotion and it broke my heart. He and Deb tried for biological children, which resulted in two miscarriages. That's when they adopted Oscar and Ava. He was no doubt their father, but I knew the feeling of having a child that shared his DNA and was biologically his, would be a big deal for him. I felt guilty for not being as ecstatic as he was.

I shook my head, "In a perfect world, this would be maybe the best thing that had ever happened to me." I said softly, "But I'm selfish and my career comes first..." I continued, almost instantly regretting the words that had left my mouth. I knew they were a low blow.

I heard him take a deep breath as I felt his body stiffen while the sound of him sniffling went through my ears. I looked up at him, seeing the heartbreak my words had caused him and I instantly felt two feet tall. The last thing I'd meant to ever do was to hurt him.

I sighed, "Honey, I love you. I'm sorry." I said softly as I caressed his cheek. "I'm just in shock." I shook my head as I huffed, "I know that once the shock of it passes, I'll feel differently. Right now, I'm just heartbroken."

He looked at me as he let himself give in to my hand on his cheek, nuzzling it. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I know that regardless of what happens with my career, I will love this child. I just have to... fully accept that things will be different." I said softly, still caressing his cheek. "Everything will be okay." I said as I kissed his forehead.

He gave me a small smile as he turned his head, placing a soft kiss on my palm that was still caressing his cheek, "I love you, gorgeous."

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