Immortals

Eleven

Michael
×3 months×
"Cally, that tickles." I giggled as Calum continued to kiss my small bump repeatedly as we cuddled in his bed. He wrapped his muscular arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest, "I can't help it." He grinned and then began kissing the whip scars on my back, making me feel a little unseasy. "So beautiful." He smiled and I blushed, "How are they beautiful?" I frowned and he turned me to face him, "Because they showed how strong you were. They show a major victory you won." He smiled and put his hand on my bare arm, rubbing it up and down whilst he pecked my lips. "And they are on the most beautiful boy I have ever laid my eyes on." He grinned and I felt the blush darken on my cheeks, I put my hand on his cheek and rubbed it with my thumb, a huge smile on my face. "I love you so much it's unbelievable." I smiled and pecked his lips, "I love you more." He smirked. "Well, I love you most." I chuckled and I laid on my back, feeling Calum's lips ghost over the skin on my belly, "Cally." I giggled and he pressed his lips onto my little bump, holding them there for a minute before pressing his lips against mine, making a smile grow on my face. "Never leave me." I whispered, "I'll never leave you, I love you too much." He smiled and kissed me again. I cuddled into his side and rested my head on his bare chest, hearing his calming heartbeat and I slowly drifted to sleep whilst Calum rubbed my small bump with his thumb.

Calum
"Caaaaaluuumm." Michael whined from the bathroom I'm guessing, I groggily walked into the bathroom to find him hunched over the toilet in boxers and my Nirvana tshirt. "I don't feel so-" He began but was cut off by puking into the toilet, I knelt down next to him and rubbed circles in his back as he emptied his stomach before resting his forehead on the rim. "Fuck this morning sickness. Fuck these fucking cramps." He mumbled and I bit my cheek to keep from laughing at his groggy complaining. "It's not funny." He groaned and tried to look mad but failed and I let out a muffled chuckle. "It's can't help it your cute." I smiled and helped him stand up, flushing the toilet and he brushed his teeth. "Cally....I'm scared." He mumbled, "Of what Mikey?" I asked. "Labour, if the baby is healthy, if the baby isn't still born, if the baby will love us." He listed with tears in his eyes and I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his hot tears on my skin. "Our baby is gonna love us both, I gurantee he or she will be perfectly healthy, but it will be perfect to us." I smiled and he looked up at me with a wide grin on his face. "Did ever tell you how much I love you?" He grinned and I felt his warm cheek squish against my chest, "A couple times." I smirked and he giggled, his little bump touching my flat stomach.