I'll Go With You//Tracob (Mpreg)

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Hiii again!!

"Get your lazy ass up."

The older boy groans as a pillow is smacked down on his butt.

"Jacob, c'moooonn, we're gonna be late!"

Jacob says something into the pillow making his words come out muffled.

"What?"

The elder turns his head towards his boyfriend, "I said: mhmmm mmmhmm."

Troye rolls his eyes but can't help laughing, "You're an asshole."

Jacob grins, his eyes still shut from sleeping.

Troye crawls onto the elder's bed and lies on top of him, "Come on. We're gonna be late for school."

"Is you laying on me supposed to affect me? Because it is. But probably not in the way you thought it would."

"Get up, you horndog. We can do shit after school. Which we're going to be late to if you don't move your booty!"

"Okay, well, one...ow. Directly in my ear. And two, who cares? First hour sucks anyway."

"While that may be true, I'd actually like to graduate."

"Babe, you're top of the class. You've been top of the class since preschool. One day of absence isn't going to hurt you."

"Jacob," Troye whines. "Please. I really don't want to skip. And I don't want to go to school alone."

"You're not alone. Tyler, Alex, and everyone else is there."

"But you're the only one I feel most safe around."

Jacob sighs, "Fine. But you owe me a coffee."

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"Are you going to Tyler's party after school?"

Troye shrugs, "Probably. I always do. Are you?"

"Yea. I might actually drink tonight. It's the first time I don't have work on a Saturday so I can actually drink to the point of having a hangover in the morning."

"Same here, but I drink anyways."

"Not to the point of a hangover," Jacob chuckles. "At most, you have like two drinks."

"It's still drinking," Troye defends.

Halfway through the hour, Jacob flicks a piece of folded notebook paper onto his boyfriend's desk.

Confused, Troye unfolds it and quickly slams it down on his desk in surprise at the giant penis that is drawn on the paper.

Everyone turns to look at him."Mr. Sivan, is that a note?"

"No!"

"Then I guess you wouldn't mind coming up to show the-"

The teacher stops talking as Troye wads the paper up and shoves it in his mouth.

Rolling her eyes, the older woman goes back to teaching.

Jacob holds back a laugh as Troye opens his mouth allowing the paper to fall out.

"I hate you," Troye whispers throwing the moist paper at Jacob.

"I love you too."