Flip a Coin //Malum Mpreg

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Waking up is a pain in the ass...especially when you have a pain in your ass.

I mentally high five myself for that one. Wait why is there a pain in my ass?

I look over at the sleeping boy next to me and smile. His fringe is sprawled out across his forehead and he's snoring softly. He hates that he snores but I think it's cute. He's curled into a ball, his face nuzzled into my chest. He has a tight grip on my waist, luckily for me, he's not the strongest person in the world. I easily scoot over, slipping out of his grip.

So far so good. No stabbing pains. That's good sign right?

I turn over, ready to sit up and start my day, when there's a shooting pain in my ass again.

How on earth did Cal get me to bottom? I swear that boy is a miracle worker.

I give up trying to move and cuddle into Calum and he smiles waking up from his 'beauty sleep' as he calls it not that he needs it. This boy is so fucking beautiful without it. I poke his cheek and he giggles opening one eye grumbling a bit. I poke his cheek again.

"good morning." He mumbles, biting his lip, and holding back a smile.

"Morning beautiful. Want me to make you some breakfast?" I offer cause I'm obviously the best boyfriend in the world. He closes his eyes and mutters a small 'yes please' before willing himself to stand up.

I go to mimic his motion but wince and lay  back down. How rough was Calum? There's no way Calum could fuck me like this... he's too sensitive and sweet and smol. I mean it was my first time taking it up the ass but Calum could walk after his first time. Did I cheat? I better not have or I'll beat my own ass. Well maybe not my ass cause that beauty is still very sore. I feel like if I started walking my intestines would fall out my ass...That was vulgar.

I'm not standing up.

"Um Cal did we have sex last night?" I look up at the boy who looks at me with a confused expression, then realization crosses his features.

"Yea we did...I topped and I think I may have been too rough. We flipped a coin and it landed on heads. It felt so good to top Mikey... wait. Oh my god did I hurt you? I'm so sorry. I was so hard on you and it's only your first time. Why was I so aggressive?" He starts freaking out a bit, covering his precious face with his sleeves. I chuckle. He needs to lighten up.

Well here I am about to stand up.

I stand up ignoring the pain and take his hands, "Oh shh i'm fine. It takes more than a dick up the ass to stop Michael Gordon Clifford." I chuckle, as he slaps my arm a little harder than necessary. I pout and pucker my lips expecting an apology kiss.

He smirks, moving closer to me and brushes his lips against mine. "Well I was gonna offer you breakfast in bed instead since I thought you were in pain, but..." He pulls away and places his hands on his hips before I can kiss his beautiful plump lips, "since you're so tough you can make me breakfast."

"You're a bitch sometimes you know that?" I stick out my bottom lip and mock his little hands on his hips thing.

"Oh babe it's my specialty." He flips his non-existent weave and runs out of the room.

I chuckle and debate going back to bed and just chilling, but my stomach growls and I reluctantly follow him limping slightly.  When I walk out he's laying down on the couch.

"wait you're serious?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Well you said 'it takes more than a dick up the ass to stop Michael Gordon Clifford' so what's stopping you from making breakfast?" He bites his lip and I can tell he's trying not to laugh at my pain.

What a hoe.

I flip him off and hobble into the kitchen trying to find something to make. He begins giggling watching me limp around the kitchen looking for food. "Cal, where are the eggs? I swear we had some."

"Oh damn we must be out. Guess we gotta go to the store or starve."

"Is there anything else to eat?" He shakes his head. "You hid them somewhere didn't you? Calum they're going to go bad." My stomach growls. Of course the morning I'm actually really hungry is the morning Cal hides the only food in the apartment.

"Sigh."

"Bitch." I grumble and continue my search. It's like fucking Easter.

"Jerk."

"You watch too much Supernatural."

"Hey! there's no such thing as too much Supernatural." He pouts and turns on the TV.

I walk over to him, "Hand them over."

He looks up at me like he's some innocent child, "What ever do you mean?"

"Please baby." I whine. "I really just wanna lay down, cuddle a bit but I'm really fucking hungry and my ass hurts from your monstrous cock." He giggles and blushes at my compliment.

This happens every once in a while. I've become pretty immune to all the affects of hangovers. The head aches are dull and don't really do anything, the lights don't bother me just sometimes after I drink I wake up in desperate need for food.

"Fine." He gives in and grabs the eggs out from behind the couch. I smile and take them from him before making us both breakfast. I set the plates on the table  and we sit down together like we do for every meal.

Cal likes it this way. No eating in front of the TV, which I hate but it's whatever.

I look over at the clock. 11:00. Wait 11? That's not possible I always have a beer around 10 but the thought of beer right now disgusts me... that's weird.

I look over at my boyfriend who's just sitting and being cute as always. "Cal I think I'm sick or something."

He looks up from his phone... which I don't understand why he can have his phone but we can't sit in front of the TV... that's beside the point.

"Babe what makes you say that?" He looks concerned.

"I don't want beer...like the thought of it actually makes me wanna puke." I sigh and take a bite of my breakfast.

"Hey I don't think you're sick physically but maybe you're sick of beer. You know maybe it's for the better. Alcohol isn't exactly good for you." He smiles slightly. I can tell he likes the thought of me not being drunk all the time but I don't.

Honestly it scares me.

"I don't care what my body thinks. I'm getting one." I stand up and go to the fridge...and we're out. "well nevermind then." I sigh and sit back down.

Calum holds out his hand. "It's alright. You can go a day. Lets just cuddle yea?" I smile and grab his hand squeezing it slightly.

"Yea... It's just a day. I'll be fine." I chuckle and stand up leading him over to the couch, where I lay down and he does the same right on top of me. He's smaller than I am so I don't really mind. I kiss his head as he snuggles into my chest.

We spent the rest of the day just chilling and having fun. Cal even pulled out Monopoly which I beat him cause I'm a boss ass bitch.

I have to admit it was weird not being intoxicated, but it was a good weird.

I'll have to try it more often.