Chris woke up in the morning with a bitch of a headache. He had cried himself to sleep once again. He couldn’t believe he could feel so miserable by not having Michael next to him. He walked into the kitchen where Brian and Justin were sitting on the stools in what it look like a mission to eat everything in sight. “Morning.” Chris said taking out the milk. “Morning, sleepy head.” Justin said. “It’s three in the afternoon.” Chris looked at him and shrugged. He poured himself a glass of milk and drank it. He frowned at the taste and then pushed the glass away. “This went bad.” Chris said. “Sure it did.” Justin said watching Chris. “So, do you and Michael still talk?” Brian asked. Chris took a deep breath and nodded. “He says he misses me.” Chris said. “I miss him too. I want to go back, but…he doesn’t trust me.” Brian and Justin looked at each other. “You will be okay.” Justin assured him. “I’m sure. Michael loves you.” “Yeah.” Brian said and nodded. “I guess.” Chris said and gave them a weak smile. “What are you guys eating?” “Pecan ice cream.” Justin said. “It’s really good.” “Give me some of that.” Brian said and without waiting, sunk his chocolate cookie into Justin’s ice cream. “Hey!” Justin protested. “That’s mine.” “Aren’t you going to share?” Brian asked. “Get your own.” Justin told him. “You don’t love me.” Brian said pouting. “Tough.” Justin answered. Chris shook his head and smirked. “I have cookies.” Brian pointed out. “They're good with ice cream.” “Or pickles.” Chris said. “What?” Justin asked. “Don’t know where that came from.” Chris said. “Oh, I tried that. It is good.” Brian agreed. Justin frowned and eventually shrugged. He would have to try that soon and see if it was good. “I tried vanilla ice cream with celery once.” Justin said. Chris put his hand on his head and groaned. “I don’t think he likes that combination, Sunshine.” Brian said sarcastically. Chris then puked. “I think he hates it.” Brian said lifting up from the stool and leaning to see if Chris was okay. Justin got up from the stool and ran towards his friend. “Oh my god, Brian.” Justin said. “Brian!” “I’m right here.” Brian told him scrunching his face. “Are you okay, Chris?” Justin asked. “I don’t feel too good.” Chris told him. Brian got up from the stool with the cookie and the ice cream and walked to them. “Call an ambulance.” Brian told him. Chris moaned. Justin rolled his eyes. “Are you okay?” Justin asked. “Maybe he’s pregnant.” Brian said as he chewed on his cookie. “How do you figure?” Justin asked as he held on to Chris worrying that the blond might pass out. “The pickles.” Brian said as a matter of fact. “Who the hell eats ice cream with pickles?” “You do apparently.” Justin told him. Brian rolled his eyes and took a bite of his cookie. “But I’m pregnant with four babies and god knows what’s going on in there. They make me have the craziest cravings ever. Like the other days at I wanted to eat pineapple with peanut butter.” Brian informed him. Justin eyed Chris and at the same time wondered if Brian had gone insane. “What’s going on?” Chris asked as he held his head. “Chris?” Justin said. “What?” Chris asked. “Are you pregnant?” Justin asked. Chris laughed and shook his head. Brian rolled his eyes and went back to the stool to sit down. “Are you crazy? I can’t be pregnant. Michael and I always used protection.” Chris informed him. “Well, you just puked all over our kitchen.” Justin pointed out. “And you almost passed out.” “So?” Chris asked. “We are going to the clinic.” Justin announced. “Do I have to go?” Brian asked frowning as he dipped one of his cookies in the ice cream. “Move it, Brian.” Justin shouted. “You go change. You clean up and I’ll get Liam.” “I’ll get Sarah.” Brian called out. Chris and Justin turned to look at Brian. “Sarah?” Justin asked confused. “Sarah Lee.” Brian told him walking to the fridge. “Oh that’s good with chocolate syrup.” Chris said. Justin rolled his eyes and went to get his son before Chris and Brian drove him nuts. *** Chris came into the living room looking really pale. “What’s with you?” Brian asked looking at Chris. “I’m pregnant. They just called.” Chris said. “We could have told you that.” Brian said. “Actually, we did tell you that.” Liam smiled at Brian and Brian gave him a cookie. Liam sat down in front of his father to eat it. “What am I going to do?” Chris asked. “You have to tell Michael.” Brian told him. Chris groaned. Brian arched a brow as he looked at Chris. He wondered what was going through his mind. Then he turned his attention back to the pack of Oreo’s that he was sharing with Liam. “Brian, stop giving him cookies.” Justin told him sternly. Brian rolled his eyes and looked at Liam. He snickered and his son smiled and hid the cookie he already had. “I can call him.” Justin said. “Tell him to come by.” “You can’t. I’m not sure what this means.” Chris said rubbing his belly. “You are pregnant.” Justin told him. “What?” Chris asked. Brian rolled his eyes. “I think he is going into shock. I’m going to call Michael.” Brian said. “No.” Chris said. “He wants a kid.” “You see, Justin. He’s past the line of sanity now.” Brian said looking at Justin. Justin shook his head and glared at Brian. “I don’t know if I’m ready for that.” Chris said. “Chris, what are you saying?” Justin asked shocked. “I have a sport scholarship. If I have this kid, how the fuck am I supposed to play football?” Chris asked. Justin and Brian looked at each other. “You can’t…I know it’s your choice…but…god.” Justin said rubbing his belly. “I don’t want to talk about this.” Justin grabbed Liam and left towards the bedroom. “He doesn’t understand.” Chris whispered. “I don’t either.” Brian told him. “I’ll leave you alone. You have a lot to think about.” Chris stayed alone in the living room, wondering what he was going to do. *** Michael opened the door and Chris, Brian and Justin carrying Liam, came in. “Hello.” Michael said closing the door not sure what was going on. “We have to talk to you.” Brian told him. Chris sat down on the sofa with Justin next to him. Justin smiled at him, letting him know that they were there for him. Chris had finally agreed to tell Michael what was going on. “What’s going on?” Michael asked. Justin and Brian looked at Chris. Brian grabbed hold on each armrest and sat down slowly. He couldn’t wait to have the babies. “I…I uh…I am…I…” Chris took a deep breath. “I’m…” “He’s pregnant.” Brian said. “What?” Michael asked. “Yup. I’m telling you. Ever since we got pregnant, it’s like the thing to do.” Brian said sarcastically. Justin rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless. “And it’s yours in case you are thinking anything else.” Chris snapped. “I’m two months pregnant.” Michael frowned. “I didn’t think anything else, Chris.” Michael said. “Whatever.” Chris told him. Brian shrugged. “It’s hormones.” Brian explained with a smirk. “I want you to move back in.” Michael said. “Oh fuck you!” Chris said. “Now you want me, huh?” Justin took a deep breath. “Chris.” Brian said. “No.” Chris said. “Fuck it. If I wasn’t pregnant, he wouldn’t be asking me to move back in.” “Yes, I would have.” Michael told him. “Yeah, right.” Chris said getting up. “I told him. I’m leaving now.” Justin got up and looked at Brian. Brian nodded and watched as Chris and Justin left. “Fuck.” Michael said after a while. “I’m going to have a kid.” Brian nodded. “Fuck.” Michael cursed again. “What?” Brian asked. “I really want him back and not just because we are having a kid.” Michael said. Brian shrugged. “It’s not me you have to convince.” Brian pointed out. Michael nodded and wondered how he was going to get Chris back. *** Justin took a deep breath as he kneeled in the bed. He looked at Brian who was getting angry. “Okay, turn around.” Brian told him. “We already did that.” Justin pointed out. “Fuck.” Brian hissed. “I want to fuck you now.” “This is not going to work.” Justin deduced. “Blow jobs.” Brian said suddenly. “You do me first.” “Why?” Justin asked. “Don’t argue. It's time you waste.” Brian told him. Justin rolled his eyes and shook his head. “I can straddle you.” Justin told him. “Tried that.” Brian told him covering his eyes. Justin frowned. “Justin.” Brian said growing impatiently. “You can fuck me…if we lied on our sides.” Justin said getting in position. Justin got on his right side like Brian was. He gave his back to Brian and started moving backwards until he hit Brian’s body. Brian kissed him on the neck. “This might work.” Brian said. “God, I want to be inside of you so badly.” Justin gasped when he felt Brian’s lubed fingers enter him. He hoped this position worked and no one was uncomfortable. “Oh fuck…yes.” Justin groaned. Brian pulled his fingers away and positioned his cock at the blond’s entrance. Once he pushed all the way in, he waited. When he saw that Justin wasn’t complaining, he breathed in relief. “Right there.” Justin told him gripping Brian’s thigh with one hand and the sheets with the other. Justin bit his lower lip as he brought his hand to his cock and started jerking off. All it took for him was for Brian to whisper something and he was splashing his cum all over the sheets. He kept on moving after his orgasm had passed until Brian reached oblivion himself. “That was hot.” Brian told him as he pulled out of him. “Oh, yeah.” Justin said. Brian laid on his back, staring at the ceiling. “We need to get a shower.” Brian told him. Justin nodded, but neither of them moved. He watched as Brian reached towards the night table and grabbed the box of pastries before he started laughing. “What?” Brian asked. “I remember when you used to smoke.” Justin said. “Now, here we are, our after sex vice is doughnuts and éclairs.” “Fuck off.” Brian told him. Justin just smiled. “Want one?” Brian asked. “Sure.” Justin told him grabbing a glazed doughnut. *** Justin came out from the examining room and went into the waiting room to find Brian talking to some guy. He arched a brow and watched them for a while until he realized that the guy was flirting with Brian and Brian was just letting him. He was angry at what he was seeing. “Hey.” Justin said standing in front of them. “Hi.” The man said looking at Justin. “Is there something you want?” “This is Justin.” Brian said. “Hi. I’m Ken.” The guy said. “Do you guys know each other or did you just meet here at the clinic?” Justin wanted to rip Ken’s head off. He didn’t like him one bit. “Brian, can we go?” Justin asked. “I’m done with my check ups.” Brian glared at Justin. “You don’t have to be so rude.” Brian told him getting up with Ken’s help. Justin was infuriated. He could rip Brian’s head off too. He didn’t like the way that Ken was touching Brian. “I take it you two know each other.” Ken said smiling as his hands stayed holding on to Brian. “Yeah.” Justin spat out. “I’m the rude boyfriend. I’m going to the car. I don’t have all day to wait for you.” Justin turned around and left. He wanted to punch someone. By the time that Brian reached the car, Justin had already tortured Ken a million ways in his head. “What is with you?” Brian asked him. “Nothing.” Justin told him dryly. The drive home was made in silence. “Hey, guys.” Emmett said getting up from the sofa. “Liam just fell asleep.” Justin nodded and thanked Emmett for taking care of Liam while they went to the clinic. Emmett could see that something was wrong but he stayed quiet and left quickly. “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong with you?” Brian asked once Emmett had left. “What’s wrong with me?” Justin asked opening his eyes wide. “What’s wrong with you?” “Me?” Brian asked taken aback. “Are you nuts?” “That guy was flirting with you!” Justin yelled. “So what if he was?” Brian asked. “He wanted to fuck you and don’t tell me you didn’t see it.” Justin told him. “What is your problem?” “I didn’t do anything wrong, Justin.” Brian told him. “He offered me his number and I didn’t take it.” Justin crossed his arms and stared at Brian. “It was just harmless flirting.” Brian explained. “It hurt me.” Justin told him. “And you don’t care?” Brian rolled his eyes. “I just liked the attention.” Brian said. “It made me feel hot. You are blowing things out of proportion.” “Oh.” Justin said. “So when he says that you are hot, it’s okay. I say it and it doesn’t mean anything to you.” “You have to say it.” Brian said. Justin frowned. “Fuck you, Brian.” Justin told him. “You are acting like an idiot, Justin.” Brian told him. “Whatever.” Justin said walking away from Brian and into Liam’s room. Brian had followed him and wondered what the hell Justin was doing. “What are you doing?” Brian asked. “Do you not see me?” Justin asked as he packed Liam’s things. “Justin.” Brian said and took a deep breath. “This is stupid.” “I don’t want to hear it, Brian. I can’t believe you think that I would just lie to you and then go and flirt with someone else.” Justin told him. “Do you not like what you have?” “What?” Brian asked and followed Justin into their room. Justin took some of his stuff. “Justin, where are you going?” Brian asked. “I think we need some time apart. This is the most idiotic fight I have ever had with you. But I still think you are wrong.” Justin told him. Brian frowned. “I can stay in the other room.” Brian said. “Why are you leaving?” “I understand that you like the attention, Brian. But why the fuck were you flirting with him?” Justin asked. “I don’t know.” Brian told him. “Old habit.” “Whatever.” Justin said going back to Liam’s room to take his son. “You are being stupid, Justin.” Brian told him. “Well, thank you, Brian.” Justin said. “You say the most beautiful things to me.” Brian ran his fingers through his hair and sat down. He watched as Justin left with their kid. He didn’t know what the fuck Justin was thinking. He stared around the empty house and frowned. He knew the blond was overreacting and he wasn’t going to go run after him. He would let Justin cool down, knowing that his boyfriend would come back eventually.