"Calm down, yet?"
Arthur rubbed his omega's hand in the kitchen while Ian talked to the prosecutor, with Mr. Edwards and Elizabeth—also Robert, naturally—accompanying him. The alpha felt like Eugene would end up getting more agitated if he listened to the upsetting statement, so he asked the omega to wait somewhere else.
Eugene glanced at the partition separating the living room and the kitchen, nodding as he exhaled slowly. "Yeah, sorry about that," Eugene bit his lip in embarrassment. "I shouldn't get that worked up."
"Maybe it really is the pregnancy hormone," Arthur whispered, chuckling softly as he pressed their forehead together. "Well...to be fair, you've been a bit agitated before even receiving that phone call."
Eugene pursed his lips and leaned his head on the alpha's shoulder. "I think we really need that date," Eugene said. "It's been a while since we did anything."
