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

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"Jacob! Jacob! Jacob! Jakie!"

"What, what, what?!" Jacob exclaims fearfully as he jolts up in bed.

"Come look!"Jacob groans tiredly as Troye grabs his hand and yanks him out of bed and into the bathroom.

Lifting his shirt, Troye turns sideways with a wide grin.

Jacob rubs his eyes and looks into the mirror.

He stares for a minute before his eyes widen, "Oh my gosh."

"I couldn't button my pants this morning!" Troye exclaims grinning wider—if that were even possible.

Jacob hugs the blond, one hand on the boy's baby bump, "That's so amazing, baby, oh my god."

"This is really happening," Troye says quietly.

"Yeah," Jacob chuckles. "Are you happy?"

"I'm so happy. I don't think I've ever been this happy in my life. I don't think I've ever been this terrified either though."

"It'll be okay. I promise. Everything will be perfect."

Troye smiles softly and looks at his belly in the mirror."How far along are you now?"

"Twelve weeks."

"Can we find out the sex yet?"

"I don't know. I don't think so. I think it's too early."

"Do you wanna know the sex?"

Trpye sighs, "I don't know. I don't really care what they are, honestly. As long as she's-they're healthy."

Jacob smirks making Troye shut his eyes."You want a girl?"

"So bad, Jacob," Troye breathes. "I'm not gonna say I don't want a boy though, because I'm going to love them regardless, I just...I don't know. My whole life I've wanted kids, and I've always hoped I'd have a girl. Obviously I thought I'd adopt or something, but still."

"I understand. I've always wanted a girl too."

The two stay in silence for a minute, admiring Troye's bump.

"I have an appointment today," Troye says suddenly.

"Oh yeah?"

"Mhm. I gotta leave school early, but I'm leaving after lunch. Which sucks because I'm not allowed to eat 4-5 hours before the ultrasound and I haven't eaten since dinner last night so I'm starving."

"What are they looking for today?"

"Normal stuff. I think I'll be able to see them. My mom said we'll actually be able to see...a baby," Troye chuckles. "Like...an outline of their head, I guess, is how she explained it."

"I wanna go."

"I know, Jacob. But how are you gonna get out of school? We haven't told your mom yet."

Jacob sighs, "Wanna tell her right now?"

Troye freezes and turns to look at his boyfriend, "What?"

Jacob shrugs, "I wanna see my baby. I'm going with you no matter what, and we have to tell her at some point, right?"

Troye nods slowly, "Yeah."

"Then let's go."

~

"Mom?"

"What, honey?"

"Troye and I have to tell you something."

"What's up?"

"Um," Jacob starts, looking at Troye.

Troye clears his throat nervously, "Well...it's kind of...difficult to explain."

"We're having a baby," Jacob spits.

Troye looks at him in shock.

He looks at Carrie for her reaction.

She doesn't say anything for a moment, unsure of whether she heard her son correctly, "What?"

Troye sighs softly, "I'm-um...I-I'm pregnant."

"With my baby," Jacob finishes.

Carrie looks back and forth between the two boys for a moment in silence before laughing, "You boys get crazier every time you're around each other, I swear."

The boys don't laugh.

Suddenly, Troye lets go of Jacob's hand and turns to the side.

He lifts his shirt to reveal his new bump, "I'm twelve weeks."

Carrie stops laughing and stares at Troye's belly.

Swallowing, she looks at her son, "I want you out."

"What?!"

"Get out. You get your things tonight and get out. Whatever is still here by tomorrow morning, goes in the trash."

The couple stare at her in shock as she turns to finish making her lunch for work as if she didn't just kick her own son out.

Jacob's face goes red in anger, but he stays quiet as he grabs Troye's hand and takes him upstairs.

"You can stay with me," Troye says softly.

"M-my mom loves you. And my siblings. It'll be okay."

Jacob nods as he begins packing his clothes into bags.

Troye sits quietly, knowing not to interfere when his boyfriend is angry.

Rubbing his belly, the blond lies down and snuggles into Jacob's mattress.

Jacob sighs as he places a second bag of clothes by the door.

He glances at Troye whose eyes are shut, his thumb gently moving over his bump.

He walks over to his bed and presses a soft kiss to the boy's belly before continuing to pack his things.