"Are you sure about this?"
Justin frowned, running a hand through his shaggy blond hair. He really needed a haircut. Sitting cross legged in the middle of his bed he looked up and at the back of his boyfriend's head as the older man sat at the end of the bed, his shoulders slumped. He knew the news was going to cause them problems but Justin hoped they would get through them together.
He huffed in frustration. "I took four damn tests this week. They all said the same thing but I have a doctor's appointment in two days to confirm what they already say."
The beunet in front of him nodded, his eyes still looking down at the positive pregnancy test clutched in his right hand. With a sigh Brian sat up straight and turned his body on the bed so he could look at his blond. Their eyes met and Brian felt guilty for questioning the younger man.
They had been together just eleven months now. It was a long distance and secret relationship. The only people who knew about them was Justin's roommate and best friend Daphne, and Brian's assistant Cynthia.
Justin had been born and raised in Pittsburgh, graduating from high school at just fifteen years old. He attended and graduated from PIFA (Pittsburgh Institution of Fine Arts) at age nineteen. Soon after he moved to New York where Daphne had been living and attending college for a year already. A year later Justin had met Brian.
Brian however lived in Pittsburgh his whole life and after graduating from Pitt University he began working for Ryder Advertising. After five years with the company Brian had been promoted to advertising executive. With the promotion he gained a nice pay raise, nice corner office, and an assistant that didn't taken his bullshit and gave as good as him when it came to getting things done. If he wasn't gay Brian was sure he would marry his assistant (if he also believed in marriage). As it was he didn't and of course Cynthia was the wrong gender for him.
A month after his promotion Marty Ryder had sent Brian on a two week expedition to New York to gain them more clients. Three days in Brian had met Justin. What had started out as a one night stand of dancing, drugs, and sex, turned into them spending the whole second week Brian was there together. When it was time for him to return to Pittsburgh Brian broke another one of his own rules - he gave his number to the young blond.
They spoke nightly. Living in different states they got to know each other like friends - and of course there was lots of phone sex. When Brian came back to New York two months later he didn't even bother to stay in a hotel but with Justin (and Daphne). From that point forward Brian took weekend trips to New York twice monthly for both work and pleasure.
"I know you've said you don't want to be a father, that's why you keep denying Lindsay's request to be her's and Mel's sperm donor." Justin started as he turned his gaze on his lap, afraid to even look at Brian. "I'm not expecting you to suddenly play house to raise a kid. Hell we don't even live in the same state and I couldn't ask you to move here. Your life is in Pittsburgh, but I would never keep you from your own child. If you want to be in his or her life we'll figure it out, however we need too."
"Are you done?"
Justin shrugged, still not looking up.
"Will you look at me now."
He hesitated but slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on the brunets. Brian ducked his head slightly to get a better look at the blue eyes he fell in love with a year ago (he had yet to actually say those words though because that wasn't who he was), and he smirked.
"I said I didn't want to be a father the way Lindsay and Mel expect me too. They want me to be the sperm donor and have no say in how my own kid is raised. My parental rights would be terminated for Melanie to adopt the kid." Brian sighed and ran his free hand over his face. "You know what my childhood was like. I never thought I would be a father. Not with my own example for a father or with my lifestyle, doesn't mean I've never thought about it before."
Justin gave a sad smiled. "So..."
"Looks like we're going to be parents." Brian looked back down at the stick in his hand. "I'm not going to lie and say I won't fuck this up."
"You won't be alone if you do."
Brian nodded, rolling his lips into his mouth before he tossed the pregnancy test away and turned to crawl up the bed, pushing Justin back against the bed and straddling the younger man's thighs. Justin laid his head on the pillow and just watched as Brian gently placed a hand over his stomach, pushing his t-shirt up and out of the way before returning his hand back to Justin's stomach. He splayed his fingers out over the blond's skin and just left his hand there.
"How far along do you think you are?"
Justin shrugged. "A couple of weeks maybe? We'll probably find out for sure at the doctor's appointment."
Brian nodded, his eyes never leaving his hand on the blond's stomach. "We're not very observant that we didn't even notice a broken condom at some point."
"We were always careful but obviously shit happens."
Brian hummed, rolling his lips into his mouth again. "You can't drink or do drugs anymore."
"I know."
"Or coffee. I've read caffeine isn't good for babies."
"I know."
"We'll have to find you a better place. There isn't enough room here for two, let alone two and a baby."
"I can't afford a place on my own that's why I live with Daph."
Brian scoffed. "I'd help pay Justin. This is my responsibility too."
"Brian..."
"Like you said I can't exactly move my life to New York, at least not yet. So unless you suddenly pack up and move back to Pittsburgh with me we have to find you a better place in a safer neighborhood."
"You'd want me to move to Pittsburgh with you?"
Brian didn't say anything.
Justin placed his hand on top of Brian's. "Hey."
"I don't exactly want to have to travel back and forth for every doctor's appointment, and I plan on being at every single one with you." Brian shrugged, "And once the baby is here I don't just want to be one of those father's that drops by once or twice a month to see the damn kid but I was just promoted last year, I'm working towards partner in the firm now. The only option is for you to move back with me."
"So this is you being logical and not because you actually want me there." Justin pulled his hand away.
"No." Brian grabbed Justin's hand with his hand not on the blond's stomach. "No. I... fuck." Brian closed his eyes. "I want you to move to Pittsburgh with me. This long distance shit is getting old."
Justin snorted. "We'd be outing us to your friends."
"I know." Brian shrugged, "Most of them would be happy that I found someone that could break down my defenses."
"But not all."
Brian sighed. "Lindsay will be pissed because this definitely means I'm not helping them conceive a child. Mel will be happy, I know she doesn't actually want me to be the sperm donor."
"And Michael?"
"Mikey's Mikey." Brian sighed again as he finally moved off Justin and laid down next to the blond, tucking Justin into his side. "He should be happy because I'm happy, if not fuck him."
"You don't mean that. He's your best friend." Justin rolled onto his side and laid his head on Brian's shoulder as Brian wrapped his arms around the younger man. "I'll make him like me."
Brian laughed as he stared at the ceiling and pinched Justin's side, making the blond squeak. They soon settled down and just laid together in silence for a few moments before Brian frowned.
"You never actually answered me."
Just hummed as he closed his eyes. "You never actually asked me."
"Brat."
"Jerk."
"You're actually going to make me ask a question you already know?"
"You're actually going to make me answer a question you haven't asked?"
"Brat just answer the damn question."
Justin leaned up on his elbow and lifted his head, a huge smile on his face. "How am I suppose to tell Daphne that I'm abandoning her?"
"We'll think of something." Brian tugged Justin closer and kissed the blond before tucking him into his side again so they could get to sleep.
Brian had just gotten there for the weekend two hours ago when Justin had dropped the pregnancy bomb on him just moments after he had stepped through the apartment door. It was going to be a rocky road for the two of them as they worked through their Justin's pregnancy, and their lives after the baby was born, but Brian knew, he wanted to be there every step of the way. He was going to do what he needed to keep his blond safe and happy, and keep him and the baby in his life.
