A Bunch Of Boyxboy Oneshots

KsiCanadian #2

I T ' S T I M E

P H O T O G R A P H B Y E D S H E E R A N

A/N idk why it has deleted all of the fucking speech marks?! wtf!!!!!????

The trip to the hospital from their house only took fifteen minutes, despite normally taking nearer half an hour, but by the time they arrived Mitchs contractions had closed in. They were only two minutes apart and lasting about a minute. JJ felt panic beginning to stir in him and he ran from the car, found a wheelchair before hanging the hospital bag from a handle and then helping Mitch into it. He really didnt want to have his sons delivered - or even worse deliver his sons himself - in a hospital parking lot.

As he sat his husband down he heard a voice he knew carrying across the parking lot.

Thank God. He muttered, relieved that his friends were here to support them during this life changing process.

Mitch! JJ! Simon came running across the parking lot with Vik and Ethan right behind him. I cant believe its time! Simon breathed out, a smile stretching his pink lips.

Youre all wet. Ethan said, looking at Mitchs pants.

My water broke in the car. Mitch said. Good job I

He never got to finish his sentence as he was struck by another contraction. JJ was on his knees beside him instantly.

Ok honey. Breathe.

For a second Mitch glared at him, but all his energy became taken up by coping with the pain. JJ placed a hand at the base of Mitchs spine and began to rub gently, taking a brief look at his watch. They were almost constant. And they were vicious contractions at that. He needed to get Mitch inside as soon as possible.

Can you guys call the other over? He asked over his shoulder.

they're already on their way. Vik said, worry still lacing his voice.

Well see you very soon. Ok? And it would be soon.

They nodded and Simon, Vik and Ethan began to walk off to the waiting room.

Can I go with them please? Mitch asked as a new contraction started.

Sorry honey but you gotta get this little terror out. He placed a hand on Mitchs bump and rubbed in soothing circles. You ready?

For a few seconds all Mitch could do was breathe but he eventually managed to answer. Too ready.

JJ smoothly steered the chair into the main reception and was soon directed to the elevator that lead to maternity. Mitch had grabbed his hand as soon as they were in there like his life depended on it and he wasnt letting go.

Are you ok? JJ knelt down in front of him, noticing that he was also breathing heavily.

Mitch shook his head and grabbed JJs other hand, squeezing it so hard that JJ thought he felt bones crack.

Whats the matter?

Push.

The word was choked out mid-contraction and filled with pain but there was no mistaking it. It seemed like the movement from the car to the wheelchair had been enough to open Mitch up completely and now their first child was pressing rather convincingly on the exit. The jump from two minutes apart to push had happened incredibly quickly last time too. JJ swallowed and looked at the elevator buttons. Still ten more floors to go, each lit up by a red circle.

Why was the maternity department always so high up?

You need to push?

Soon. Very soon. Can feel it.