Trauma At Its Finest (Lip Gallagher X Male Reader)

Ch 44. TAPS

It's finally time for Lip to take his exams. The blonde has spent the past month studying heavily. He plans to pass them all in one go—he doesn't want to deal with retakes once his internship starts. Though the thought of soon becoming the father of two more sons still lingers in his mind, he's confident he's studied enough.

"Make sure to drink plenty." Y/N reminds him.

"I know."

As Lip tries to assure his boyfriend he'll be fine, Y/N can't help but keep giving tips.

"And if you don't know the answer, skip it and come back later, 'cause—"

"—Maybe I'll remember it later. I know." Lip cuts in, smirking.

They step outside together, the chilly morning air hitting them. Lip looks back at Y/N. Even now, with exams just ahead, his mind drifts back to his unborn sons.

"If there's any chance they're coming today, shoot me a text. I'll check it after the exam."

"Sure." Y/N gives him a quick peck on the lips. "But quit it with all the baby talk. Focus on school first."

"I'll try." Lip offers a nervous smile. "Wish me luck."

"Like you need it."

Lip chuckles and starts walking off. Before heading toward the train station, he glances back at his boyfriend and waves.

"See you later!"

Y/N waves back. "Go beat that exam to a pulp!"

Lip laughs. "That's not how it works!"

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With everything settled at home, Y/N heads over to Kev's place. The two sit on the couch, watching their kids together—Mikhail is laughing as he plays with Amy and Jemma, while Alyosha naps peacefully in a nearby stroller.

"You've got some guts, taking on two more babies." Kev says, clearly impressed. "The old Y/N couldn't have done that. You've come a long way from the shy guy who first showed up here."

Y/N feels a bit flustered by the compliment. "I know. Sometimes I still feel like that version of me is in there somewhere, though."

"That's not a bad thing." Kev shrugs. "Parts of the old me are still kicking around too."

They both glance back at the kids, lost in their own thoughts. After a moment, Y/N asks. "Didn't you say once you wanted another kid?"

"Yeah." Kev chuckles. "V's not really into the idea, but I think I can wear her down eventually."

He smiles as he watches the kids. "How'd you manage to get four boys? That's some serious odds."

"Luck, I guess." Y/N shrugs. "I'm not really sure what I'd do with girls. Kinda hard to talk about girl stuff when both parents are guys—especially the whole period thing."

"I let V handle that." Kev grins. "Although, I've kinda got a son. Sorta."

Y/N looks over, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"It's a long story." Kev begins, clearly gearing up. "Basically, V had trouble getting pregnant again, so we went the surrogate route. We had to settle on V's mom—which, by the way, you still need to meet. Real sweet lady. Anyway—"

Before Kev can ramble too far, Y/N's phone starts to ring. He quickly checks the screen—an unknown number. He answers and stands, heading to the kitchen.