Jack groaned, lazily rubbing his eyes as he slowly woke up. He stretched, with another groan, before covering his mouth for a final yawn. The boy sat up, and propped up the pillows so he could lean against them.
Laying a hand on his rounded abdomen, he felt the familiar flutter greet him from within, earning a fond smile from Jack. He undid the buttons of his shirt, exposing his bare stomach. The little being protested, rolling around and prodding the skin the surrounded it. The movement could be seen from the outside, every little action caused the swollen belly to lose it's roundness temporarily.
''There, there, settle down. I just wanted to get a look at you.'' Jack chuckled as he rubbed his middle, trying to calm the baby down. The gesture seemed to soothe it, and it returned to it's previous position, obeying the gentle words from it's parent. Jack chuckled again, shaking his head as he buttoned up his shirt and stood up. It took some effort, but with a hand on the small of his back for support he managed to get in his feet.
Jack never imagined he'd ever be in this situation. He, Jack Frost, was pregnant. Of course, it would be him to have a body that would defy the laws of nature and conceive a child. He sighed, shaking his head again. There was nothing he could about it now though. The baby currently sitting in his belly was on it's way, whether he liked it or not.
A/N
I don't even know what this is supposed to be. I just opened up wordpad and started to write. I thought I might as well upload it.
I find the idea of a male going through pregnancy really cute and interesting, so expect a lot more of this from me.