scomarson; hiding the truth {mpreg}

thirteen

The rest of the tour is much better for Scott after having the conversation with Mark and Mason. He doesn't feel jealousy whenever the two post a picture anymore, he feels happy and excited.

Now, Mark is eight months pregnant. The babies will be here in one month.

Scott's home again, so now they can start working on getting the nursery ready. They've been putting it off for so long due to Scott's busy schedule. But now, they have to put it together. They want to be ready for when the babies arrive. They have pretty much everything else ready, and Scott has been reading all about how to take care of babies so he knows what to do and how to do it.

"Babe? You ready to start?"

Scott blinks a few times and looks up from reading the baby book that's resting in his lap, and sees Mason walking into the nursery, where Scott has been waiting for them so they can start.

"What?" Scott asks. "Uh, yeah. I'm ready." He shuts the book.

Mason chuckles. "I'm surprised you haven't finished reading that thing yet," he says.

"I'm almost done, and then I have another book that I want to start reading too," Scott smiles.

"You must know everything about babies by now with all that reading you've been doing. Hit me with a baby fact," Mason says, pulling out the paint from the closet.

Scott thinks for a moment. "Ooh! I remember reading that a newborn typically sleeps up to sixteen or seventeen hours a day but usually two to four hours per sleep for the first few weeks of life," he says.

"That's actually interesting. Maybe I need to borrow that book when you're done," Mason smiles.

Scott grins, and then he shuts the book and pushes it aside. "Help me up,"

Mason grabs onto Scott's arm and pulls him up, and then pulls him into a passionate kiss once he's standing. He pulls away from the kiss and smiles when he looks at Scott. "I love you," he whispers.

"I love you too," Scott whispers back. "I wish Mark could be helping us."

"I know, but he's eight months pregnant. He can hardly walk at this point. But, we'll do this right,"

"I hope so. Imagine we finish and he completely hates it," Scott groans.

"Okay, that would be horrible and I don't even want to think about that," Mason shakes his head. "But, we've got all the pictures and furniture that he wants to use. So, I think we got this."

"Teamwork," Scott high-fives Mason. "Let's start with the paint. We need to get the cribs out first."

After getting the cribs out of the nursery so they can paint, the two begin painting the walls light blue, as requested by Mark. Mark has everything already planned out, Mason and Scott let him plan everything.

"This is gonna take a while, isn't it?" Mason asks once he begins paint.

"Probably," Scott nods. He pulls out his phone and starts playing Beyoncé. "There, that's better."

Mason chuckles and shakes his head. "You are obsessed with her," he says.

"Like you're not?" Scott sticks his tongue out at Mason. "You cannot go wrong with the queen."

"Well, you're my queen so I can't relate," Mason mumbles.

Scott looks over at Mason and smiles. "You're so sweet," he walks over to Mason and kisses him. He starts to walk away but Mason quickly grabs him and pulls him into another passionate kiss.

"Mase," Scott mumbles, pulling away from the kiss with a blush. "What was that for?" He chuckles.

"What? Am I not allowed to kiss my boyfriend?" Mason asks, smiling innocently.

Scott rolls his eyes playfully, and then gently shoves Mason before pulling him in for another kiss. "Fuck, Mason-" He gasps when Mason pushes him against the wall. He closes his eyes as Mason starts kissing his neck, moaning softly. Scott opens his eyes and quickly remembers where they were. He grabs a hold of Mason and pushes him away. "Mase, we can't do this."

"Why not? We both want it," Mason says. "Don't we?"

"Of course, but we are not having sex in the nursery. One, it's wrong, and two... Mark would kill us,"

"Oh, please. Mark would think it's hot," Mason chuckles.

"Mason," Scott warns. "Work first, and then we play after-" He whispers, kissing Mason once more.

"You're such a party pooper," Mason mumbles, and then he smiles. He takes the paintbrush in his hands and boops Scott's nose with it, getting blue paint on his nose.

"Mason!" Scott complains, trying to wipe the paint off with the sleeve of his shirt. "You're the worst!"

Mason laughs and quickly rushes over to his wall before Scott can get him back.

Scott grabs his phone when it goes off, and grins when he sees a text from Mark. "Marky said no fighting, and we have to behave ourselves," he says, looking over at Mason.

Mason smiles as he looks over at Scott. "Even when he's not around, he still knows what we're up to. Honestly, it's a little scary," he says, raising his eyebrows.

"Yeah, he's good at that," Scott says before grabbing a paintbrush and beginning to paint as well.

After finally finishing painting the nursery, Scott heads upstairs to the bedroom to check on Mark. He's pretty much on bedrest for the rest of the pregnancy. His bump is a lot bigger now and it's difficult for him to navigate. Mark hates not being able to do much, and Scott can't help but feel bad for him.

Scott walks into the bedroom and smiles when he sees Mark lying on the bed, with his laptop. "Hey,"

Mark looks over and raises his eyebrows when he sees Scott with paint all over his shirt. "What the hell happened to you?" He asks. "I didn't think painting a nursery would be so messy."

Scott blinks a few times and looks down, and then laughs. "Oh, Mason and I got bored... so we had a paint fight. I won," he grins as he looks over at Mark. "Mason will tell you otherwise."

Mark rolls his eyes playfully. "Is the nursery finished?"

"We finished painting. We'll have to let it dry over night, and finish the rest tomorrow. It looks so good,"

Mark smiles. "I can't wait to see it," he says. "I know you and Mase will do a great job."

"Damn right we will," Mason says, walking into the bedroom, shirtless.

Scott bites his lip as he stares at Mason. "So, about that shower we talked about...?"

Mason looks over at Scott and grins, before reaching over and grabbing his arm. "Call for us if you need anything," he tells Mark before dragging Scott into the bathroom.

Mark frowns as he sits there, and he can't help but feel left out. Mason and Scott have been spending a lot of time together lately since Mark has gotten bigger and isn't really able to do much. There's nothing he can do about it either since he's on bedrest. He absolutely can't wait until the pregnancies over, so he can go back to being his normal self. Well, his normal self while being a parent.