Your POV
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You walked downstairs into the kitchen to see Colby standing there shirtless with his gray sweatpants on. You hopped up on the island counter and crossed your feet swaying them, and watching.

"So how about bacon?" Colby's voice made you jump a bit.

"Fantastic." You said. He put some bacon on a plate before bring it over to you. He set it down carefully before looking at you, his hand placed on your thigh while you grabbed a piece of bacon and ate it. He watched in awe making you chuckle a bit. Once you were done you felt Colby go between your legs. You stared at his eyes watching them slowly. He leaned in kissing your lips, you kissed back and your lips molded together.

He always told you he thought your lips were like puzzle pieces that should be put together. You believed it...

He let go, his hands moved up to your waist pulling you closer.

"Your lips taste like bacon." Colby smiled.

"No shit Sherlock." You laughed a bit. He rolled his eyes, now hugging you. "Why are you so affectionate right now?"

He just shrugged. You moved closer to the edge until you felt your feet hit the ground. Colby's arms still wrapped around you, "jump." You did as said wrapping your legs around his torso and resting your arms and head on his neck. He brought you over to the couch, setting you down under him.

"What?" You laughed a bit at him as you saw a smirk. He didn't say anything but rested his body a bit off of yours with his head in the crook of your neck and his arms around your waist loosely. "My bacon!"

"Ah!" Colby groaned as he got up and walked over to get your bacon. You smiled as he set it on the table next to you.

"Thank you." You kissed his lips before he fell over you and into the little space between the couch and you.

You both laid there for a few hours watching movies and eating food, before you heard Colby's soft snores. You quietly got up walking over to the kitchen to clean up the dishes. You put all the dishes in the sink opening the garbage can to throw the stuff out.

When you opened the lid a piece of paper flew out showing some kind of letter. You threw the stuff out looking at Colby seeing him sleeping before picking it up and reading it.

Sam, I think she's pregnant. I don't know, man I can't go out in public. Please please, I need you to help me. Come over, send something anything. My phone I had to throw away cause they're tracking it.

Pregnant? You thought to yourself. How?

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