Mpreg one shots

Not sea sickness

The lanky pirate known as Number 2 hung his head off the side of the ship, his body shaking a bit as he coughed up what he had eaten a few hours prior.

He then heard footsteps coming up behind him.

"Number 2, what are you doing hanging off the edge of the ship? You could fall" The captain helped him on his feet.

Number 2 swayed a little bit, leaning his head against the captain's chest.

Taken aback, the captain blushed slightly and rubbed Number 2's back. "Eh? Are you feeling alright, number 2? You look a bit pale and feel rather warm" he straightened his first mate and felt of his forehead with the back of his hand.

Number 2 shook his head. "I could be better. Just a tad seasick is all. The waves have been coming a bit rough" he lied, knowing the real reason why he was sick.

The captain raised a brow. "Seasick? You've never been seasick before. Come, let's settle you down in your room"

Suddenly, with no warning, Number 2 was picked up by the captain and held like a baby.

The young man blushed madly and gripped onto the captain's shoulder. "S-S-Sir! P-put me down! I can walk!" he exclaimed.

The captain laughed and carried his first mate to his room. "Nonsense, you looked as if you would collapse"

Number 2 was beyond himself, he was embarrassed but at the same time, found himself closing his eyes and leaning against the captain's shoulder, secretly enjoying being held like this.

The captain settled his friend into his hammock. "There we are, cozy as a bug" he leaned down and pecked Number 2's forehead.

"Just holler if you need me, then" with a wave, he left the room.

Number 2 covered his face with both hands, feeling his heart race in his chest.

He then lowered one of his hands down to his stomach, rubbing it slightly. "I don't know how to tell him about you" he whispered to no one in particular.

The truth was, Number 2 was pregnant and he knew this, but he didn't know how to break such news to the captain, he was terrified of how he might react.

For now, he would keep quiet about it until he felt the time was right.

Right when he was about to fall asleep, the door to his room suddenly opened, startling him and knocking him out of his hammock.

"Oh, sorry about that" the captain apologized with a soft chuckle. "I brought you some soup. May help your tum"

"Oh, thank you, Sir" again, number 2 blushed, he settled back down in his hammock and took the bowl of soup.

"Be careful, it's hot" the captain spoke with a loving smile.

He then noticed the subtle bump on his first mate's stomach. "I say, have you put on a bit of weight?" he asked curiously.

Number 2 nearly choked on his spoonful of soup. "W-what makes you say that?" he exclaimed between coughs.

"It's very subtle, but your stomach is just a wee bit pudgier than I remember"

Number 2 blushed yet again, unsure of what to say, he decided it would be best to come clean.

Well, here goes nothing...

He took a deep breath. "Captain, I have a confession to make. I-I'm... I'm pregnant" he closed his eyes, really worried about the look he might receive.

Instead, the captain began to laugh.

He slowly opened his eyes to see the joyful smile on the captain's face. "You aren't mad?" he asked sheepishly.

"What? Of course not. Number 2, I couldn't be happier with this. Why, I'm going to be a father!" the captain exclaimed with a wide grin, cupping Number 2's blushing face.

"How did you know it was your baby?" Number 2 asked softly, eyes wide.

The captain's grin changed into a warm smile, leaning close to the other's ear. "You remember, don't you? The night we spent together. You're the only one I've ever taken to bed" he whispered.

A dark blush bloomed across Number 2's face.

"I knew it wasn't sea sickness" the captain grinned again, giving the already flustered number 2 a kiss on the lips.