Hey guys! First Jyler mpreg-fic, I think? Hope you'll like it! Uh… I don't own The Vampire Diaries or any of the characters! Enjoy! :*
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Jeremy woke up by someone giving him a light hit, maybe more of a push. He slowly opened his eyes, and he realized he was not in his own room. His head is aching. He moves slightly and the pain is not just in his head anymore. What the hell did he do last night? He slowly turns to look at the person who had waked him. How bad could it be?
"You gotta get out before someone sees you." Tyler said, putting on a shirt. Jeremy stared at him. Could it be…?
"What happened last night?" he asked, looking down on his own exposed body.
"You, me, naked in a bed. It's kinda obvious, don't you think?" Jeremy nods, and starts to remember. Rough kisses, firm hands on his hips, and pain in his… yeah… He feels his face heat up.
"I- eh, I was drunk" he says shyly. Tyler rolls his eyes.
"Do you think I was sober? Of course we were drunk, we wouldn't do something like this otherwise!" at the word 'this', Tyler makes a hand gesture between them. And he sounds disgusted, it hurts a little inside. Jeremy mentally sighs. It actually is disgusting, right? It's like a rule, sex between two guys are disgusting. But he remembers more and more of the night, and it had been really… nice.
"Yeah, of course. I… I'm sorry, I guess. Didn't mean for it to happen."
"Yeah, sure. But could you like, go home now? I don't want mom to find us. And we'll just forget about this, right?" Tyler smiles a little, a nervous smile.
"Right. I'll just get dressed, and then I leave." Tyler nodded and left the room. That must have been the most awkward conversation in Jeremy's life. He got dressed quickly then left. It hurt slightly to walk home, but it wasn't all too bad. He walked into the house and was met by Elena. She looked worried – and angry.
"Where have you been all night? I and Bonnie have been worried sick! We thought you'd committed suicide or something! How do you think it felt for Bonnie when she just broke up with you?" She rails for a while, and then she's waiting for an answer. Jeremy sighs. Bonnie broke up with him and that's why he had gone to that party, to drown his heartache with alcohol. The only thing he'd accomplished was getting fucked by Tyler Lockwood. It sank in now. Sex with Tyler. Oh God… He sighs again.
"I was at a party, got drunk, slept over at some girl's house. I'm hangover as fuck, can I go to bed?" Elena nods.
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It had been 5 weeks since his and Tyler's little incident. He didn't think about it much. Only when he saw Tyler, which was everyday in school. Bonnie comes up to him and chats a little. They're friends and he's over her. He yawns a little; he's so tired these days, even if he slept through the whole night. Maybe he was becoming ill; he'd been feeling hungry often and nauseated, especially in the mornings.
"Bonnie, could you tell Elena that I'm going home? I'm feeling sick." He told his teacher he was sick and went home. He got to bed and fell asleep at once, but he wakes up and needs to pee pretty quickly. It repeats the whole afternoon. He's getting sick of being sick. Elena comes home and tiptoes into his room and sits down on his bedside. "Hey Jere... How do you feel?" she whispers and strokes some hair out of his face.
"I feel awful… I think I need to be home…" Elena agrees.
One week later
"Jeremy? I'm home! Do you feel better yet?" Elena drops her bag to the floor. No answer. She walks up to Jeremy's room. Empty. "Jere?" She asks.
"In here." A small voice announces from the bathroom. Elena quickly walks in. Jeremy is sitting on the floor by the toilet. "I puked." He says.
"But you said you were feeling better this morning!" Jeremy sighs.
"But it was before I puked three times!" He shots her an angry look.
"Have you eaten something today?" Jeremy shakes his head. "No wonder you're sick, you don't eat!"
"I don't have any appetite…" Jeremy almost can't complete his sentence before he throws himself over the toilet again, emptying his stomach. Elena didn't know what to do.
One week later
"That's it! I'm taking you to the doctor! This is more than a cold!" Elena said, finding her baby brother by the toilet again.
"I thought we declared that it was the flu?" Jeremy asked. Elena dragged him up and out to the car.
"Okay, but you need a check up anyways! Jump in." The drive to the hospital was silent.
Jeremy went through a whole lot of tests and finally got home.
"Really Elena, I'm sure it's nothing!" He said and got to bed, at 8 – again. He put his hand on his stomach. It felt tense and it was unpleasant to touch it. He suffocated the sickness he was feeling and fell asleep.
One week later
Jeremy woke up, it's noon. He puts his pants on, but they feel a bit too tight. He looks at his cell phone. It's Saturday and, of course, no new messages. He needed to get friends that weren't friends with Elena. He walks down into the kitchen. Elena's cooking. "Good morning. How do you feel?" She asks and smiles hopefully at him.
"Better. I'm hungry." He smells in the air. But the smell of meat is disgusting. He looks in the fridge. Ice cream. Mm, yummy! He takes out the whole package.
"Jeremy, no! That's not a good breakfast!" She says and grabs the ice cream.
"Elena, please!" He begs and looks at her with his best puppy-look. She sighs and gives him the ice cream.
He had eaten almost the half package when the phone rang. He picks it up.
"Gilbert." He simply says.
"Good day Mr Gilbert. We have your test results, and we would like you… and your sister to come to the hospital, in an hour maybe?" Jeremy doesn't know what to say. "Mr Gilbert?" the doctor asks.
"Yeah, sure. We'll be there… soon… see you…" he hangs up.
"Who was it?" Elena asks.
"The doctor, we are going to be there in an hour. Do… do you think it's serious?" He asks and swallows.
"Oh Jeremy! I'm sure you're fine!"
They are almost at the hospital, both nervous. Jeremy looks in the car mirror. His hair is nicer, like shinier and thicker. Get sick and get beautiful, right?
Elena and Jeremy sit in chairs in front of the doctor's desk. He is so nervous that he shakes.
"Mr Gilbert, I'm going to ask a question that may seem odd, but have you ever in your life had a sex change?"
"WHAT?" Elena and Jeremy screams at once. "No, of course not!"
"Okay, Mr Gilbert, I've checked your tests over and over again, and I don't know how to say this really, but you're pregnant." Jeremy stared at the doctor.
"I can't be pregnant. I'm a man, for Christ's sake!"
"I know, but it's what the tests shows. I thought I had the wrong test first, but it's true. You have, most likely, some female organs inside of you."
"But… how could I get pregnant?" He asks. Really, how?
"Eh… by having anal sex." The doctor says, embarrassed. Elena stared, first at the doctor, then at Jeremy.
"Jeremy… eh… have you really…?" She stumbles over her words. I mean, how do you ask your brother if he have had any anal sex?
"Yes… I have. But I was drunk! I didn't know what I was doing!" Elena thought for a moment.
"But who's the father?" She asked and looked at Jeremy. Oh man… Tyler. He, Jeremy Gilbert, was pregnant, and the father was Tyler fucking Lockwood!
"Oh God…" he whispers. Then he looks at the doctor. "Do I have to say who the father is, right now?" he asks.
"Of course not! You can do that later… but I think it would be wise to tell him later if you want to keep the baby. You may need some days to think about that decision. Could we run some test today? And would it be okay if you got a gynaecologist?" Jeremy just nodded. The day went in a blur. He got too much information, but Elena would remember everything. The worst part was the gynaecologist, sticking fingers and instruments where they didn't belong.
They were on their way home, first it was a silent ride, and then Elena broke the silence. "So… how do you feel?" She still couldn't believe her little brother was pregnant!
"I don't know. Confused, very confused." He looked down on his tummy and thought about what was in there. A little human, maybe a werewolf. Tyler and himself, mixed together. He couldn't help but smile.
"And I guess I can't help but feeling a bit… happy." He said and gently put a hand on his tummy. Elena smiled too.
"But who's the father?" She asked. She just had to know who had banged her brother and made him pregnant.
"Eh… Tyler" Jeremy said quietly. Elena dead stopped with the car.
"Tyler Lockwood?" She yelled out the question. Jeremy nodded. She started to drive again. "So… drunk, huh?" she asked.
"Yeah… it was the night Bonnie broke up with me." Elena dead stopped again. "Hey, don't drive so carelessly, we have a pregnant guy in the car!" he screamed.
"Sorry, sorry! But that was… like two months ago! You're TWO MONTHS pregnant! How could I not notice?"
As soon as they are home, both Elena and Jeremy run to a mirror. Jeremy pulls his shirt up. Yep, a little bulge. He strokes it, Elena too.
"Wow! It's amazing!" she says and smiles with little tears in her eyes. They hug each other.
"Elena?" he whispers.
"Yes?" she's still hugging him.
"I'm keeping it!" he says and they hug each other tighter.
"That's a great decision, but you should think more about it. And… you gotta tell Tyler." Jeremy went completely cold. Tell Tyler he carried his child? Oh God…
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I'm not a crazy fan of Mpregs, but I couldn't let the thought of Jyler Mpreg to pass. Hope you liked it! R&R babes ;)
