You would think two grown men would know how to put on a condom, unfortunately in this universe the brilliant Calum Hood and Luke Hemmings could not. In the span of nine months how will they deal with the constant hiccups.
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It's now November 25, 2020. So you know what that means... a Holiday special. Also, I'm like 99% sure they don't celebrate Thanksgiving because that's some American bullshit. But I needed to do this for the greater good. Also here's what they're wearing.
Calum:
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"Did you clean the windows yet?" The brunette said frantically.
Calum was about to lose his mind and it was all Luke's fault. Of course the blonde... being a blonde said it was okay for Friendsgiving to be held at their house. Which doesn't sound too bad until you take into consideration that Calum was in no shape to clean or decorate their house. But atlas the brunette still needed everything to be perfect and spotless, despite being twenty-six weeks pregnant... though his options were limited. Only being allowed to do a couple of chores, while Luke had to do the rest.
"Not yet, Angel, I'm still trying to get these stupid fucking lanterns to hang. Which by the way is it even necessary to have them? I mean we have so many nice lamps... that were expensive. Maybe we can use those instead?"
"Yes, they're very necessary! Our lamps aren't festive! Do you want our house to look cold and empty? Where's your holiday spirit?"
"Listen, babe, I was into this whole festive shit until I pricked my fingers about 20 times. Look at them they're all bruised and bloody!"
"Lukey, can you please just hang them up? I would've done it myself if it wasn't for your daughter being in my way."
"I know Cal, that's why I said your only job is to be your cute-self and nap when you need to. Don't worry about the decorations I'll hang them up... eventually."
"I don't want to nap babe. We still need to start prepping the food... and get ready. There's really no time to waste."
Luke could tell Calum was stressed and it was starting to stress him out too. The way the brunette cradled his bump was the first sign. It was like Cal had to remind himself there was a baby in there so he shouldn't worry too much. The second sign was the way his brows furrowed. You can tell he was thinking of all the shit they still have to finish. And the last and most obvious sign was the way Calum was stuck to him like Velcro. The brunette only ever did that when he needs to be comforted.
