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

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"It was so nice to meet you, Blake," Troye smiles politely.

Blake smiles back, "It was nice to meet you guys. I'll see you at school, Bailey."

Bailey smiles with a nod, "I'll see you later."

Shutting the door, Jacob and Troye turn to Bailey.

"You guys don't like him."

"He's...something-Troye? Thoughts?"

"He's cocky. He seems nice, but...cocky."

"Yeah," Bailey says quietly. "I haven't noticed it before tonight. He's super fucking cocky."

"Bailey!"

"What? Oh, shit, did I swear? I mean, shit-crap, sorry!"

Jacob laughs as Troye shakes his head.

"What time is it?"

"Six-thirty," Troye answers, looking at the clock on the stove.

"Can Ella come over tonight?"

"Yeah, that's fine."

"Good, 'cause she's already on her-"

"Heeyy!"

Jacob jumps as the door is opened and Ella peeks her head in.

Bailey laughs, "Come in!"

The married couple look at each other as Bailey grabs Ella's hand an drags her to her bedroom.

~

"Bailey! Ella! Emerson! You want some ice cream?!" Troye shouts from the kitchen.

The rush of feet are heard from down the hall. They stop in the kitchen, all three girls with grins on their faces.

"What kind does everyone want?"

"Cookie dough!" Bailey and Emerson exclaim in unison.

"Superman, please," Ella laughs."You get yours first since you're the only one who said please," Troye states, beginning to scoop the colored ice cream into a bowl.

Ella smiles cheekily at the two sisters.

"Hey, why was I not included in that roll call?" Jacob pouts walking into the kitchen.

"Sorry, baby," Troye chuckles. "What kind would you like?"

"Cookie dough."

"Okay, well Ella is still the first one to get hers because, again, she is the only person to say please."

"Didn't hear you say it," Jacob mumbles.

Troye pauses for a moment before looking up at Jacob. He lifts the ice cream scoop to the elder's face in playful attempt to be intimidating, "Watch it."

Jacob steps closer to the blond making him tilt his head back even more.

"Feeling confident today?" Jacob whispers.

Troye's eyes widen, his mind slipping back to his teen years almost instantly.

Bailey clears her throat awkwardly. Troye blinks and is brought out of his submissive moment.

He clears his throat and turns back to scooping the frozen dessert.

He gives everyone their bowls and watches them leave. He makes sure they're in their respective bedrooms before turning to his husband and jumping into his arms.

Jacob catches him, the younger boy's legs immediately wrap around his waist, their lips smashing together heatedly.

~

Troye sighs as he walks down the hallway to Bailey's bedroom.

He knocks, "Can you girls turn the music down, please? Everyone's trying to sleep."

Getting no response, he sighs again with another knock, "Bailey."

He rolls his eyes and carefully opens the door, "Bailey, can you turn-"

Bailey and Ella pull away from each other and look at Troye with wide eyes. Troye stares back with eyes just as wide.

"Uh...just...um...keep it down," he says before quickly shutting the door. 💀

He walks to his and Jacob's bedroom and sits down on the bed silently. Jacob glances at him as the music is turned down, "Good job, dad."

Troye doesn't reply making Jacob look at him, "Is everything okay?"

"Mhm."

"Something happen?"

lUh, nope. Nope, I don't think so."

Jacob nods slowly, "Okay. Ready for bed?"

Troye nods and lies down, "Mhm."

"Okay," Jacob chuckles, wrapping his arm around Troye's waist. He kisses the boy's jaw softly, "I love you."

"I love-"

"Papa?"

Jacob looks toward the end of the bed, "What's up, Eme?"

"Can I s'eep with yous?"

"Yeah, baby, come up here."

Emerson hugs her stuffed unicorn to her chest and climbs up on the bed between her parents.

"What happened, sweetheart?" Jacob asks, helping Emerson under the covers.

"I's had a bad d'eam."

"You wanna talk about it?"

"Nuh uh."

"Okay," Jacob chuckles softly. Hugging the little girl close, he rubs Troye's arm comfortably. "Goodnight, my loves."

"Nigh' nigh', Papa. Nigh' nigh', Daddy."

"Night night," Troye replies quietly.