To say he'd been blindsided by Greengrass' reaction wouldn't have been completely accurate; it wasn't as though there hadn't been moments in passing that evening where he'd wondered what would happen between them and how things might change between now and the arrival of the baby. It was only that he hadn't expected to Greengrass to bring it up today. Or ever, really. He'd sort of been hoping that it would never come up and that they could continue their blissful nights together without any mention of it.
The playfulness immediately dropped from his expression, leaving a frown in its place.
"I wasn't," he said stiffly, now feeling rather silly about the extravagant room, the wine, the meal, the stolen touches. Had Greengrass spent the entire time thinking about, well... then end? "Unless..." He found himself shaking his unconsciously. "Unless you want this to be a goodbye?" Valerian certainly didn't, but he was too hurt—and prideful at that—to say so out loud, not when Greengrass had made assumptions like this after all the effort he'd gone to to ensure tonight would be perfect.
The playfulness immediately dropped from his expression, leaving a frown in its place.
"I wasn't," he said stiffly, now feeling rather silly about the extravagant room, the wine, the meal, the stolen touches. Had Greengrass spent the entire time thinking about, well... then end? "Unless..." He found himself shaking his unconsciously. "Unless you want this to be a goodbye?" Valerian certainly didn't, but he was too hurt—and prideful at that—to say so out loud, not when Greengrass had made assumptions like this after all the effort he'd gone to to ensure tonight would be perfect.
