Locked to suchasourwolf

[firsttofreedom]

Characters: Isaac, Derek
Date/Time: 10.15AM
Setting: Out the front of school
Summary: Isaac goes to talk to Coach. It doesn't go well.
Rating: TBD
Status: Open to Derek
Warnings: Mpreg, emotional teenage boys

It hadn't gone well. At first, Coach had thought Isaac was teasing, trying to pull a fast one on him by telling him he couldn't play, but as it became clear that the teen was serious and had absolutely no intention of remaining on the team, Coach had begun to grow annoyed. That was when he turned it around to the whole 'you're letting the team down' speech, possibly in an attempt to guilt Isaac into changing his mind.

Any other time it would have worked. But then he placed his hand on his own stomach and he remembered why he was doing this.

And then Coach had said; "nothing is important enough for you to turn your back on the team" and Isaac had lost it, turning around and all but running from the locker rooms as tears brimmed in his eyes and an irrational sadness settled over him. He ignored Erica as he passed, just kept on walking, phone in hand even while he could hear Erica tapping away at her's.

He sent a simple text:

To Derek: come get me

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[firsttofreedom]

"It's just a huge jumble in my head all the time. I feel best when I'm with you; when it's you, me and our baby. I can revel, then."

Isaac kisses back gently, tangling a hand in Derek's hair. "I'd like that."

[suchasourwolf]

He makes a soft noise at the hand in his hair and nudges his nose against Isaac's. "We'll tell the rest of the pack when you feel up to it, and then we can revel with them, too."

[firsttofreedom]

"Tomorrow. I want to tell them tomorrow." He wasn't sure why, but he knew he needed to do it, needed the pack to know. It was harder than he'd expected it to be, keeping it all from them.