MOODSWINGS - Cake (Mpreg!) [completed ✔️]

"This is not happening," Luke muttered under his breath.

He was sitting cross legged on his bed, still in his red flannel pyjama pants and an old beige rolling stones shirt. He had both hands buried in his hair and his elbows on his knees while staring intently at the duvet in front of him.

"Tell me I'm dreaming this," he demanded.

The man opposite of him stayed silent. He, too, sat crosslegged on the rumpled bed, facing Luke and reached his hand over to pick up an empty box from the bedside table. His eyes scanned over the side of the empty wrapper before he discarded it next to the bed.

"I mean," he mumbled, "there's only a 95% chance of them being correct.."

"Five out of five are positive, Calum," Luke snapped.

The pair stared down at the tests again.

"It is... it would be mine, right?," Calum asked quietly.