My best friend's cat // Mashton

3.3

AN: I know it looks a bit big on the pics and I imagine it somewhat smaller, but those pics kinda fit the idea (not completely but okay). However, you're always free to imagine (:
Update: srry for the longer wait than usual I guess, I'm trynna deal with my pcd #sigh 5SOS is hands down the best fucking concert I've ever been to, but now I'm sad. Ok. Enjoy xx

3.3 - Talks

"Boo!" Michael shrieked, making all three boys look up from what they had been doing. Mostly Ashton, who also immediately dropped whatever he had been holding and ran to the living room.

Michael stood in the doorway to the kitchen, but his hands on his swollen stomach as he looked down at it with wide eyes. A wet spot had formed beneath him, making Ashton's heart pound even faster, until he saw the fallen plastic cup. "What's wrong?"

"Felt some!" Michael squeaked, his sweater bunched up above his bump and one fingers poking it lightly. He then quickly pulled his hand back and looked up at the curly haired boy. "Again!"

"Wait, you felt the babies? They're kicking?"

"Kicking? Think so, yes." Michael nodded, shuffling closer and taking Ashton's hands, carefully placing them on the bump.

Ashton kept them still for a moment, concentrating on feeling something, before he carefully pressed one finger down a bit. A few seconds later he felt something hit his hand from inside the bump, making him look at a widely smiling Michael. "Kick? Yes?"

"Oh my God." Ashton got a bit teary-eyed, sniffling as he got on his knees, his hands still on the bump. He looked up at the black haired boy for a moment, seeing how he looked down at him happily, before turning to the bump. "Hey babies. I can't wait to see you. It's gonna be real fast, but we'll be ready for you."

Michael giggled as the other boy talked to the two babies in his stomach, already imagining how it would be like to hold them in his arms.

They had seen Calum's mum the day before, as she had been busy on Wednesday and it wouldn't hurt to have the appointment a few days later. The woman had told them it was possible to see the gender (or at least make a guess, because one could never be a hundred percent sure) and had then asked if they wanted to know.

Michael had of course said yes, too excited to leave anything out, as Ashton had thought about it for a bit. Because of course it was great to know, but he also liked the idea of a surprise. But, he had eventually agreed to knowing, because that way, they could prepare for them even better.

"This is adorable. Why can't I get pregnant." Calum mumbled, pouting at the two boys from where he was stood in the doorway of Ashton's bedroom. Luke was standing right behind him, wrapping his arms around the dog-boy's waist and resting his chin on his shoulder. "I could talk to your stomach without you being pregnant."

"Oh shut up." Calum chuckled, leaning back against the blonde.

"You love it."

"I really do."

The house fell silent for a moment, both couples just enjoying the presence of their other half, until the ringing doorbell ruined it.

"I'll get it." Luke mumbled, kissing Calum's cheek and giving him a look, before going over to the door. All three boys went into the kitchen, just in case.