SO…I don't know if this has ever been explored before but I warn you that this Fanfic…involves…MALE PREGNANCY!
I know that some people get grossed out by it so if it's une problemo grando, please don't read it…and don't say that I didn't warn you…roysh?
In My Veins
Jackson sat on the edge of the bed and winced as he listened to Aaron vomiting for the third time that morning.
'What did you eat last night?' He called out as he pulled on his clothes.
He listened to Aaron groan.
'The exact same as you! I didn't eat nothing exotic or different…Ugh…' he whined from the bathroom.
Jackson smirked and hopped off the bed, pulling up his jeans.
'You want me to get you something from the chemist or anything?' he asked kindly, walking into the bathroom and standing behind Aaron.
Aaron clung on to the toilet bowl for dear life and shook his head slowly.
'No…Thanks mate…Carry me back to bed, yeah?' he whimpered.
Jackson laughed and shook his head, checking his hair in the mirror.
'Nope, sorry Aaron, you're all alone this time. Can't risk you puking on me new shoes now can I?' he teased, skipping out the bathroom door.
'Twat.' Aaron grumbled before he heaved up the rest of his stomach.
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Paddy watched Aaron nervously, an anxious expression on his face.
'You've been sick all week Aaron…do you not think that maybe you should… I don't know…eat with a little less…gusto?' he asked carefully.
Aaron looked up at him in horror, his mouth full of rich, creamy lasagne.
'Yououraaarjoookerinrooysh?' he snapped, an angry look in his blue eyes.
He swallowed hard and continued to glare at Paddy.
'I've kept down nowt for the past three days, let me eat!' he argued.
Paddy looked at Jackson who was looking at Aaron in a bemused manner.
'I guarantee that's going to come up just like the others did.' He said smugly.
Aaron rolled his eyes and continued to devour his meal.
'I don't care. As long as have a full, contented belly for a couple of hours, it don't bother me.'
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Paddy looked at Jackson, his eyes shining full of concern.
'Its been twelve days Jackson and he's still puking. Do you think maybe we should call the doctor?'
Jackson watched as Aaron dry heaved, tears pouring down his scarlet cheeks.
'Yeah…okay…but he's not going to like it.'
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Aaron glared at Dr. Keane sulkily and opened his mouth slowly. Dr. Keane slipped the thermometer underneath his tongue and smiled happily down at Aaron.
'Now, just leave that there for a minute or two, OK?' She chirped.
Aaron forced a smile and nodded.
Jackson fought the urge to roll his eyes at Aaron's behaviour. Dr. Keane turned to him.
'So how long has he been like this? She asked, taking out her notebook.
Jackson frowned.
'Uh…nearly two weeks. At first we thought it was some sort of food poisoning but nothing would last that long, would it?' he asked curiously.
Dr. Keane shook her head and scribbled down some notes.
'No…Um…is he eating anything?'
'Like a horse. His appetite's bigger than ever. It's just a series of vomiting in the morning for about an hour and then he's as good as new.'
Dr. Keane frowned and took the thermometer out of Aaron's mouth and smiled.
'Normal, just as I expected. Right, Aaron, lift up your shirt for me please.'
Aaron sighed heavily and slowly lifted his blue cotton t-shirt. Dr. Keane gently pressed her fingertips to the areola surrounding his nipples and listened to the soft gasp that he let slip.
'A bit tender?' she inquired.
Aaron nodded.
'Aye, they feel well bruised.' He answered.
Dr. Keane nodded and went over to her drawer, handing Aaron a cup.
'Urinate into that for me please, will you? The toilets through there.'
Aaron hopped off the bed and slouched into the toilet, slamming the door behind him.
Dr. Keane looked at Jackson.
'Tell me…is your sex life normal?' she asked.
Jackson frowned slightly and nodded.
'Yeah…whatever normal is.' He chuckled.
'And do you two obey a strict role in sex or do you mix it up?' she demanded, taking notes.
Jackson frowned even deeper.
'What do you mean?'
'I mean…is one of you typically the receiver and the other the giver or do you tend to take it in turns?'
Jackson shrugged.
'Whatever, it doesn't really matter. Why?'
Dr. Keane shook her head bemusedly and rolled her eyes.
'Well, and now I must remind you I am a fully qualified health professional, but pending on the results of this urine test, I believe that Mr. Livesy may be pregnant.'
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'The results are positive. Congratulations Mr. Livesy, it seems that you are pregnant.' Dr. Rasheed announced, a thin smile on his lips.
Aaron frowned deeply and sat back in his chair, clearly confused.
'But it's not possible. My body can't grow a baby.' He snapped.
'Well, it seems in this case, it can. This may surprise you Mr. Livesy, but you do indeed have a womb, although no birth-canal. The child will have to be delivered through Caesarean-section.' He explained.
'You're joking!' Aaron growled in disbelief.
Dr. Rasheed shook his head and looked between Aaron and Jackson.
'Be excited boys, ye are about to make history.'
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'Pregnant.'
'Yup.' Jackson whispered.
'I mean like, expecting a baby!' he exclaimed.
'That's generally what pregnant means, yeah.' Jackson snorted.
Aaron threw him a dirty look and continued to look at the computer screen, showing him how a baby grows, what they need, what the mother, or in this case father, needs, etc etc.
'How are we going to tell people Jay? How will I tell Adam…or Paddy!' he demanded, fear shining brightly in his eyes.
Jackson shrugged and laced his fingers through Aaron's.
'It hardly matters…they'll have to get over it, won't they?' he chuckled, kissing Aaron's lips softly.
Aaron broke away from Jackson, concern still evident on his face.
'So…you want it?' he asked, not looking Jackson in the eye.
Jackson frowned and scrutinized Aaron's demeanour.
'And you don't?' he argued.
Aaron shrugged and bit his lip anxiously.
'Well…no…not really…'
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Aaron sat down on the sofa beside a heavily pregnant Rhona, her skin glowing and hair shining.
'Hey.' He greeted, unable to stop staring at her belly.
Rhona followed his gaze and smiled when she realized he was staring at her swollen stomach.
'You want to touch it?' she softly, reaching across for Aaron's hand.
Aaron nodded slowly and carefully extended his hand, gently touch the hard, taut skin and shivering.
'It feels so…tough, like nothing could break it.' He marvelled.
Rhona grinned and placed her hand over his.
'It's pretty cool, eh?' she giggled.
Aaron gave her a lopsided grin and couldn't help but notice the way his other hand stroked his own belly. Rhona felt her heart break in that moment.
'Do you want kids?' she asked gently.
Aaron looked startled by the question but nodded anyway.
'Yeah…' he breathed.
Rhona smiled and wrapped an arm around Aaron.
'Well, I'm sure you'll be a wonderful dad someday…and I just know that this little tyke is going to love their Uncles Aaron and Jackson!'
Aaron nodded and sighed heavily.
'How did you know…when did you realize that you wanted to keep it?' he whispered.
Rhona frowned, wondering why Aaron was so interested but told him anyway.
'I spoke to Hazel and she told me how you'll never love anyone as much as your own child. She told me you don't know what love is basically and I just… I thought myself that I've got a lot of love to give and that this baby, my baby, deserves that love.' She explained simply.
Aaron slowly broke away from her embrace and he looked into her kind brown eyes.
'If I tell you something, promise me you won't tell anyone, including Paddy?' he asked.
Rhona was amazed that Aaron wanted to confide in her but nodded anyway.
'Of course. I'm all ears.'
'I'm pregnant.' Aaron blurted out, feeling a flush of scarlet flood his cheeks.
Rhona frowned and held her breath for a second, unsure of how to deal with this information.
'You…eh…you know men can't physically get pregnant?' she said slowly.
Aaron nodded.
'I can. I have a womb.' He muttered, humiliated.
Rhona looked at Aaron in shock.
'Are you sure Aaron?'
Aaron nodded violently and wiped away a tear.
'Yes. I went to the doctor who sent me on to a consultant and he said there was no doubt about it. I'm pregnant…' he sobbed, burying his head in his hands.
Rhona blinked in amazement and looked at the shaking figure beside her anxiously.
'Why Aaron, that's definitely weird but absolutely wonderful! You and Jackson can have a baby together! You just said it yourself that you wanted kids! You-' she started to gush excitedly but Aaron cut across her.
'Yeah, and what if it's like yours?'
Rhona froze and looked at Aaron in horror.
'Pardon?' she gasped.
Aaron wiped some more tears away and looked up at Rhona fearfully.
'What if there's something wrong with it, like yours?' he snapped.
Rhona swallowed all her anger and hurt and looked at the teen calmly.
'You'll love it even more.'
Aaron shook his head.
'No…I won't. I'm not like you Rhona, I couldn't handle peoples pity.' He revealed.
Rhona frowned.
'And why would people pity my child?' she demanded
Aaron stood up from the sofa and looked at Rhona like she was mad.
'Because it's not going to be perfect and mine won't either and people stare at me enough Rhona, I can't handle much more.' He sobbed before racing out of the room.
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Rhona glared at Aaron across the kitchen table, unable to keep her vicious anger at bay. Jackson looked miserable. Aaron looked upset and Paddy was just plain old confused.
'All right, what's going on here?' Paddy asked, setting his knife and fork down, looking around at what he had come to call his family.
Aaron didn't look up from his dinner, just kept shoving his sprouts around his plate.
Jackson looked up slowly and pushed his plate away, not even half of it eaten.
'Sorry, can I be excused?' he sighed heavily.
Paddy shook his head.
'No, you can't. Not until I know why you all look so bloody upset.' He said adamantly.
Rhona put down her fork and looked pointedly at Aaron.
'Well? Do you want to start or shall I?' she demanded.
Both Jackson and Aaron paled slightly.
'Aaron, I know. She told me.' Paddy said softly.
Aaron felt an uncontrollable surge of anger.
'YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDN'T!' He roared, jumping out of his seat and flinging his plate across the room.
Jackson leaped from his own chair and wrapped his arms around Aaron to try and hold him back.
'Ssh…you'd have had to tell him anyway.' Jackson reasoned although he couldn't quite believe that Rhona would break a promise, especially one as big as this.
'I didn't tell him that!' Rhona exclaimed, shocked Aaron would have such little faith in her.
'Didn't tell me what?' Paddy asked, looking from Aaron to Rhona.
'Doesn't matter.'
'I'm pregnant.' Aaron and Rhona said in unison.
'Doesn't matter?'
'He's pregnant?' Jackson and Paddy exclaimed simultaneously.
Aaron sighed heavily and shrugged Jackson off of him.
'I'm pregnant Paddy and before you ask, yes I know I'm a man and yes I've been to see the doctor.' He snapped.
Paddy leaned back in his chair, completely and utterly amazed.
'How did that happen? I mean, you just don't have the right equipment for a sperm to fertilize the egg. It's impossible!' he exclaimed.
'Maybe I'm just THAT good…' Jackson whispered so that only Aaron could hear. Aaron spun to face him and shook his head.
'You're sick, you are.' He hissed.
Paddy looked between the two and smiled bemusedly.
'So…you telling us, I take it that means ye're keeping it?' he inquired.
Jackson's eyes lit up with hope, looking at Aaron longingly.
Aaron looked at Jackson and couldn't help but smile at how happy he looked.
'Yeah. We are.'
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Adam sat opposite Aaron and took a huge swig of his beer; shock still stuck on his face.
'A baby? You and Jackson?' he finally managed to gasp.
Aaron nodded and took a sip of his orange juice.
'Yup. Weird, eh?' he whispered.
Adam frowned and looked at Aaron to see if he was joking.
'Weird? It's bloody impossible mate!' he exclaimed.
Aaron shook his head and smiled.
'Well, actually I'm living proof that it ain't impossible.' He half joked.
Adam ran a hand through his hair and looked at Aaron in shock.
'I'm surprised you're so calm about this.' He marvelled.
Aaron shrugged.
'Well, I mean, me and Jackson and Paddy and Rhona have had like a month to get used to this so…' he rationalized.
Adam's eyes widened.
'A month? How far along are you mate?' he demanded.
'Eight weeks.'
Adam shook his head, his mind blown by the sheer magnitude of what had been dropped on him.
'Bloody Hell mate…you're going to have to start looking after yourself now I suppose.' He mumbled,
Aaron nodded.
'Yup. No beer, no fighting, no working once I start to show properly. It's going to be a very boring pregnancy.'
Adam shook his head and laughed hysterically.
'I can't believe I know a bloke who's pregnant! It's mad like!'
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Cain looked at the slight swell of Aaron's stomach and nudged Ryan beside him.
'Some one needs to lay off the pies…' he stage whispered, knowing Aaron would hear him.
'Mmm…either that or need to stay away from lover boys home cooking…he's piling on the pounds ever since they moved in together.' Ryan answered loudly.
Aaron looked over at the two of them and glared.
'Oi! I'll work it off right?' he snapped irritably.
Cain rolled his eyes and took a sip of his tea.
'You won't… You know what they say: You never have the same figure as the figure you had when you fell in love. You're stuck this way forever I'm afraid.'
'Ha ha.' Aaron barked.
Ryan smiled and shook his head.
'We're only joking…although you have gained a bit mate…' Ryan said not unkindly.
Cain nodded solemnly and tried to hold back his smug smile.
Aaron looked down at his now visibly protruding stomach and bit his lip, unsure of whether now was the time to tell them or not.
'Yeah I know…' he whispered.
'Maybe Jackson likes him chunky!' Cain choked, barely hiding his giggles.
'I'm not chunky!' Aaron nearly shrieked.
'Well, you're hardly slim.' Cain laughed.
Ryan rolled his eyes and sent Cain a warning look.
'You're fine mate, don't worry. We're just being harsh.'
Cain shook his head.
'No, we're not, we're telling the truth. You're too young to be carrying a beer belly so do us a favour and work it off, yeah?' he ordered.
Aaron shook his head threw down his wrench.
'I bloody can't! And I'm only going to get bigger!' he spat.
'Is this your way of telling us you've an eating disorder?' Ryan asked unsurely.
'No! I'm…I'm…I'm…' he mumbled.
'Spit it out!' Cain ordered.
'I'm trying!' Aaron grumbled.
Ryan frowned and folded his arms across his chest.
'Are you sick or something?' he asked anxiously.
'I'm pregnant.' Aaron said softly.
Cain and Ryan looked at each other and burst out laughing until they saw the look on Aaron's face.
'What? How did that even happen?' Cain exploded.
Aaron frowned and gave Cain a weird look.
'You don't need the birds and bees talk, do you?' he joked weakly, hoping to lighten the mood.
Cain fell silent and then tore off his over alls, storming out of the garage.
'Where are you going?' Ryan yelped.
'TO KILL JACKSON WALSH!'