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

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Troye giggles as he intertwines his and Jacob's fingers, his knees on either side of Jacob's hips.

"I'm happy you're feeling better," Jacob says.

"Me too. I'm still nauseous in the morning, but not as much anymore."

"That's good."

"Mhm," Troye smiles.

"You know," Jacob begins softly. "It's been almost three weeks now since we've done stuff."

"Done stuff?" Troye grins. "What kinda stuff?"

"Fun stuff."

"Oh that stuff."

"Mhmm. Feeling up for it?"

"Of course. As long as I don't throw up, I'll be perfectly fine."

The couple pull apart as Troye's brother Tyde walks into the room.

"Hey, Jacob."

"Hey, Tyde."

"Tro, mom wanted me to pick something up for you on the way home. Said to give it to you for some reason."

"What is it?"

"Uh, I don't know if I should tell you in front of Jacob. I'll leave them in the bathroom though."

"Okay?" Troye says confused.

Tyde leaves the room and Troye follows him after a minute.Going to the bathroom, Troye opens the plastic back and he raises an eyebrow at the box.

Carrying the box to Tyde's room, he holds it up, "Why did mom want me to have these?"

Tyde shrugs, "I don't know. She said she might be going crazy though. Don't tell her I said this, but I think so too."

Troye smiles slightly, still confused.

He sighs and shrugs as he puts the box back in the bathroom.

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"Oh, god, Tyde, I can't look. Look for me."

Tyde sighs nervously before picking up the stick.

He freezes and looks at the other two.

Troye watches intently as his brother's mouth shuts and opens repeatedly with no sound.

The young couple had fallen asleep a while after Tyde got home.

Having a dream—or nightmare rather—, Troye woke up in a cold sweat, more confused than ever before.

And slightly scared if he's being honest.

After Jacob had gone home, Troye began some research, feeling dumber and more confused by each search.

He was becoming more terrified by each article.

After multiple different articles and stories, he tore open the box his brother had bought him and waited impatiently with his brother in the bathroom.

Twenty minutes had passed before the timer went off for them to check the results of the small tests Troye had taken.

"What? Tyde, what?!"

"When was the last time you and Jacob had sex?"

"Why?"

"Did you guys use a condom?"

"Why?!"

Tyde looks at this older brother, "Tro."

"Stop. No. Tyde, stop fucking with me. There's no way they're positive. No way. I'm a boy, I can't get pregnant. I have a penis. I don't have...female parts!"

"Did you guys use a condom?"

"Yes! We always use-"Troye stops when he remembers back to Tyler's party a few weeks before.

Did Jacob put a condom on?

He was too drunk to remember.

Or care for that matter.

He was Jacob's first and Jacob was his first, and they've been together ever since.

Neither of them cared if there was protection, it was always just a precaution.

Maybe they should have cared a little bit more.

Troye looks at his brother and then at the three pregnancy tests, "Oh my god."

"You didn't, did you?"

"Oh my god, I'm pregnant. Oh god. Oh my god. H-how? I'm a boy, I-I shouldn't be able to get pregnant! Oh my god."

"Troye, calm down," Tyde says softly, cupping his hyperventilating brother's face.

"We're taking you to the doctors and we're gonna figure this out, okay?"

Troye nods as anxious tears roll down his Face.

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"Welp, you're pregnant."

"Oh my god."

"How is that possible Troye is a boy?" Tyde asks.

"Oh, it's very possible," the doctor says simply. "It's very rare. But it's possible. It's called Hermaphroditism. It's the condition of having both male and female reproductive systems. About 1 in 10,000 people have it."

"Oh my god," Troye repeats. "S-so. I'm actually pregnant? There's a person growing inside of me at this very moment."

"Yep."

"Oh my god."

"Will you stop saying that?" Tyde asks.

Troye looks at him, "What the hell would you say if you found out that you're gonna give birth in nine months and you have a penis, Tyde?"

He pauses and looks at the doctor, "How am I gonna give birth?"

"You'll have a c-section delivery."

"Oh my god."

The room is silent for a minute before the doctor speaks up, "Would you two like a moment?"

"No. Um, can I...can I get a picture of my...belly?"

"We can do an ultrasound, yes. Give me a minute to get a room opened, and I'll come back to get you guys."

"Thank you," Troye mumbles as the woman leaves the room.