8 months. Logan had been carrying these amazing demon children for 8 months. And trust me when I say he's been through it all, I mean he's been through it all, but theres been three things bugging him the most. 1) How his friends were now forced to take care of him. He had been able to take care of himself but now….. Well that's a different story. 2) How large he was getting. He was a size medium, like most men. But now? The boys go shopping for him unless they don't know if it'll fit him, then they drag him to Wal-Mart. And even then, the trip is less than 15 mins because Logan's feet and lower back physically can't take it. They stayed in Wal-Mart over 20 minutes once and it ended with them leaving everything they had, Virgil and Roman basically carrying him out while Logan full on ugly cried in pain, and Patton apologizing severely. His mate was not the smallest. And he was carrying twins. Two, large, twins. And it was taking a lot from Logan. 3) If he drops something then…. Goodbye object!! He could not reach for his life. He'll still try to get it, not wanting to be more of a problem than he already was, but he usually ends up crying out in pain and needing help to relax or stranded on the floor, having to wait for one of the boys to come help him. Logan's boyfriend left him when he learned that he was pregnant. And to say the lease…. Logan cried. A lot. And his friends were the only ones there for him. And now they the only ones here for him again. Anyways, that's the last past 8 months for ya.
Logan sighed in frustration as he dropped his phone, while talking to Patton. He was home alone and he all he wanted was some pickles and pasta sauce, "Did you drop your phone again, Logan?" The smirk was evident in Virgils voice. "I'll…. I'll get it." He mumbled, already creating a plan to be able to fish the mobile device and get back up.
"Yeah you'll get it. Who says you'll get back up, Lolo?" Roman asked, amusement, concern, and something that sounded like pity mixed in his voice. "Yeah. Logan, honey, just wait. We'll get it for you once were home" Patton added softly.
"No no. Just let me….." He trailed off as he slowly bent down, sighing when his belly let him go as far a few inches. "Maybe if I bend side ways…" it was clear that he was focused. "Logan. Stop. Your gonna hurt yourself. Please." Virgils voice was thrown in the sea of voices.
But Logan already had the phone in his hand and was working on getting up but instead of hearing a grunt showing that he was up they heard a sharp gasp of pain. "Logan? Are you okay?" Patton's dad voice drowned out the others. "Ughm yeah… I just.… ow. A really hard kick. Like, really hard" he rubbed the sore patch of skin.
"Are you okay Lo?" Virgil was making the others anxious with his concern. "Mhm yes. I'm just… I'm stranded on the floor" Roman chuckled. "But your no longer in pain?"
"Yes Princey, I'll be alive when you guys get home."
FINISHED!! Plz tell me how it was. Imma do all the Sander Sides mpreg so yeaaaaaaaaa