(an: a few sucky filler chapters until we get to the drama 😈)
A month later
"C'mon, Jordan," Symere yelled. He felt sweaty, fat, and tired, and he'd been standing by the front door waiting for five minutes. "We're gonna be late."
"I'm coming!" Jordan snapped from the bathroom irritably, making Symere sigh as he set his keys off the table and sat back down, scrolling on his phone.
stank daddy tee: LMK when you're finished checking on my niece. Also, if it's a boy just say it's a girl anyway because if I'm right Rakim owes me $50, stank you very mucho
"Why is Tyler labeled as Daddy?" Jordan asked from behind him, making him jump.
"You scared me."
"Why is Tyler labeled as Daddy, Symere?" He repeated as Symere got back up.
"Because that's what I labeled him as for this week. Last week it was 'Dookie Stain T'," Symere explained as they walked to the car. "It's just a joke, I promise."
Jordan didn't respond, getting into the driver's seat and starting the car.
Symere rolled his eyes internally as he got in the passenger. Jordan had been drug free for a week, so far, the longest streak he'd had in a while.
The only cons were that withdrawal had several symptoms, and irritation was one of them.
Trying to distract himself, Symere took out his phone to reply to Tyler.
i will haha
What's wrong?
Tears built up in his eyes as he looked at Jordan, who was cursing at a slow driver in front of him.
Jordan's been grumpy all week and it's making me sad
tell him to come over so Rocky and i can beat his ass
Noooo
This is the longest he's ever been sober and I don't wanna ruin
Do you want a boy or girl?
Symere sniffled, knowing Tyler was trying to change the subject so he'd relax.
I don't care, as long as it's healthy...clichè, I know
That's basic asf but oh well
OH
YOU GOTTA HAVE A BABY SHOWER
WITH A GENDER REVEAL
HOW COULD I FORGET
Symere grinned. "What do you think about a gender reveal?"
Jordan just shrugged, not taking his eyes off the road.
can we talk about this later ty? i really want Jordan's input once he's in a better mood :(
"We here," Jordan told him, getting out the car and shutting the door, going straight inside.
Symere hopped out the car and grabbed his phone, finding Jordan already sitting in the waiting room. He took the paperwork to his seat and filled it out as they waited.
"Mr. Carter? Mr. Dunston's ready for you," a nurse told him with a smile.
He got up and started walking, and a moment later, Jordan stood up and followed him.
"Symere!" Cordae greeted happily. Symere grinned as he laid down on the bed. "Is this the other father?"
"Mm-hmm. This is my husband, Jordan Carter, and Jordan, this is Dr. Cordae."
Jordan nodded amicably towards the doctor, watching him possessively as he slowly lifted Symere's shirt.
The small boy winced as the cold air hit him, the feeling amplified when a wand was pressed onto his stomach.
"This'll help us see the baby," Cordae explained to a seemingly confused Jordan, as an odd noise filled the room. "We can hear its' heartbeat now, and in a minute we'll be able to see it."
Jordan frowned as he listened to the baby's heart; it sounded abnormally fast to him.
"Don't worry, it's normal for it to sound like that," Cordae assured him. "It's a combination of the heart beating and amniotic fluid that you're hearing. And now we can see it!"
Jordan looked up to see a blob of gray on the screen.
"There they are! Healthy and happy. Would you like to know the gender?"
Symere shook his head as he cried happy tears while Jordan just stared at the screen, a goofy grin on his face.
The rest of the appointment went by quickly, and Jordan was in a much better mood afterwards.
He opened the door for Symere before getting in the car after him.
"You wanna get some food?" He asked as he got in the driver's seat, beaming. "That was so weird. I didn't think the baby would look like that, and did you hear the little heartbeat? It was so weird but it was so cute."
Symere grinned as Jordan drove, loving his enthusiasm. "What do you think of a gender reveal? Tyler mentioned one and I thought it'd be really cute."
Jordan raised a brow, confused. "You can pick the baby's gender?"
"No! It's where you learn what the baby is at a party. Like, you cut into a cake, or you pop a balloon, and if it's a boy, it's blue, but if it's a girl, it's pink."
"Ohhh." Jordan smiled. "Yeah, I like that, let's do it."
Symere leaned back into his seat and closed his eyes, snorting. "'Can you pick the baby's gender?' Dummy."
"Hey," Jordan pouted, briefly glancing at him.
Symere snorted out a laugh, and Jordan chuckled, taking his hand.
"I love you, Symere," he told him.
Symere looked down, a shy smile adorning his face at his husband's words. "Love you too, Jordy."
