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

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Troye sighs as he lays in bed. Jacob is at work and Troye is bored. He'd been watching his daughter move for the last few minutes. She was really being active today. Troye loves that he can can watch her grow and move, it made him happy. There was only ten more weeks until he was due and he couldn't wait any longer.

Unlocking his phone and opening Snapchat, he begins to record his belly.

"This little girl is very active today, I thought you'd like to see it since she never seems to want to move when you're around," Troye says.

Troye smiles as the baby moves.

"Are you stretching in there, sweetie? It's kinda cramped, isn't it? I'm sorry about that, your daddy is a tiny boy. At least he was."

Rubbing his hand gently over his tummy, Troye watches as an imprint of the fetus's leg kicks out.

"Oh, okay. Mhm, that was a big kick," Troye groans lightly. "Oh I see how it is, you kick me and then decide to stop moving. That's fine, whatever."

He sighs after a moment of only slight moving, "You wanna see daddy? Me too. He's at work right now though. Can you say hi daddy?"

Troye gasps as another leg imprint stretches his tummy, "Did you see that?! She said hi. Oh my gosh, she's growing up so fast. Jakie, you need to hurry home. We love you. Call me on your break. Muah!"

Sending the video, he giggles as he continues to watch his daughter play.

"Ow, okay, hi. No need to hurt me, I'm giving you life here."

Troye whimpers slightly and rubs the spot where she continues to kick, "Ow, okay, that's enough out of you, jeez. Are you hungry? Is that what your deal is? Cause I'm starving, maybe it's effecting you. Let's go get something to eat. And wait for your other daddy."

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Troye stares intently at the TV. Judge Judy is playing. Shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth, he notices that it's definitely calmed his daughter's movements.

Troye pauses for a second upon seeing the codependent's name.

"Savannah," he mumbles before shoveling another handful into his mouth.

Looking down at his belly, he rubs it softly, "Hi, Savannah. Savvy? Vannah-ew no. Savannah Banana?"

He looks over when he hears his phone begin to ring. His belly jumps making him giggle, "Did that scare you? Huh? Did that scare you, baby?"

He clicks the green phone, "You scared your daughter."

"I scared her?"

"Yeah," Troye says putting Jacob on speaker and resting his phone on his belly. "She was so calm and then phone rang and she jumped."

"Oh my gosh," Jacob chuckles.

"What are you doing?"

"Just got on break, I'm eating. Do you want anything when I get out?"

"Do you guys still have jalapeño poppers?"

"Yeah."

"Can I have some? With nacho cheese?"

"You hate jalapeños."

"I know, but apparently she really loves them cause I've been craving them ever since we had those pizza bagels my mom made the other night. You must have dropped one on my bagel when we were making them and I bit into it, remember?"

"Oh yeah. Sorry about that."

"It's okay I just really want some."

"I'll bring you some. What are you two up to?"

"Watching Judge Judy."

"The ultimate show to watch for a pregnant teenage boy on a Saturday afternoon."

"I thought so too."

Jacob chuckles.

"Hey."

"Hm?"

"What do you think about the name Savannah?"

"Savannah? It's a nice name."

"But you hate it."

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't have to. We have to think of some names. She's due in three months and we haven't talked about any yet."

"I thought of one the other night."

"What is it?"

"A couple actually. I like Lucy or Bailey."

"I'm not saying no to either but are there any reasons?"

"Lucy in the Sky of Diamonds—no more information needed. And I just have always liked the name Bailey."

Troye thinks for a moment before asking, "Isn't that song about LSD?"

"Maybe. It's still a good song though."

Troye nods despite Jacob not being able to see him, "I like Bailey."

Jacob chuckles.

"I don't want my daughter named after a drug."

"She's my daughter too."

"Yeah, but like...meh."

"Fine, Bailey it is," Jacob laughs.

"Maybe. We still got time."

"I love you, brat."

"I love you too."