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

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Rolling over in his sleep, Jacob's pouts and opens his eyes, not feeling his boyfriend next to him.

Looking around the room, he hears snoring coming from his daughter's crib. Confused, he rolls out of bed and walks over. Covering his mouth at the scene, he quickly grabs his phone off the nightstand and snaps a picture of his two loves.

Setting his phone down, he carefully picks Troye up bridal style and carries him to the bed.

Troye hums and snuggles closer to Jacob as the elder is putting him down.

Troye pouts, his eyes remaining closed, "Jacob."

"What, baby?"

Without a word, Troye pats the empty spot next to him.

Jacob chuckles and lays down."What time is it?"

"Almost ten."

Troye whines.

"How long were you laying with Bailey?"

Troye shrugs, "She started crying around five o'clock so I got up and fed her and every time I left her alone, she cried, so I climbed in with her and she fell asleep but I must have too."

"You were sleeping in her crib for five hours?"

"I guess."

"Does your body hurt?"

"Only my legs. Jakie, will you rub them?"

Jacob grins, "Sure, baby."

~

"We should celebrate."

"Celebrate what?"

"Bailey being home. It's been six months!"

"Holy shit, really?" Jacob says looking at the wall calendar. He looks back at Troye, "Oh my god, she's eight months."

Troye grins, "Our little baby's growing up!"

"You know who else is growing up?"

"Hm?" Troye hums, gently playing with Bailey's hands.

"My other little baby," Jacob smiles, hugging his boyfriend's waist.

Troye glances at his phone and looks at the date. He gasps and looks down at the little girl who stares up at him from her position on the bed, "Your daddy's eighteen, can you believe it? Seventeen years and five months from now and you'll be eighteen too..."

Jacob looks at Troye as his smile fades.

"And then you'll move out...and be able to make your own decisions, and then," Troye sniffles, cutting himself off.

Jacob grins and hugs Troye fully, "Why would you do that yourself?"

"I dunno," Troye whines.

"Knock, knock."

Troye and Jacob look toward the door and see Tyde.

"Hey, Tyde. What's up?"

"Came to see my little niece," the younger Sivan smiles sitting on the bed next to his brother.

Bailey lets out a scream and tears begin to pour down her red face.

"Go away, she doesn't like you!" Troye shouts making Jacob laugh.

Tyde holds up his hands in surrender, "I'm sorry!"

Tyde leaves the room and Bailey calms down after a minute.

"Poor Uncle Tyde."Troye chuckles, "He'll be okay."

"I love you, Tesoro," Jacob says quietly after a moment.

"Tesoro?"

"It's Italian," Jacob chuckles.

"For what?"

"Treasure."

"Oh...well I love you too, Dolci."Jacob tilts his head.

"Sweets," Troye grins rubbing his nose against Jacob's.

Jacob chuckles and pecks Troye's lips. The blond turns to look at the little girl who kicks her legs excitedly.

"Oh do you want some kissies too? I'll give you some kissies," Troye baby talks leaning forward and kissing Bailey's face gently repeatedly making her giggle loudly. He motorboats her belly making her squeal causing both boys to grin.

"She's been doing that quite a bit, have you noticed?" Jacob asks.

"What?"

"Rubbing her eyes."

"Oh. No, I haven't noticed."

"She might have trouble seeing."

"You think she needs glasses?"

Jacob shrugs, "Maybe. I mean, we both need glasses. It would only make sense that she does too, y'know?"

Troye nods, "We should make an appointment."

"You want me to?"

Troye nods and looks up at his boyfriend, "Please."

Jacob nods and kisses Troye's temple, "I will."