Life With the Twins

When Justin came out of the bathroom, Brian was sitting on the bed. "It's negative." Justin sighed.

"Is something wrong? I thought you'd be happy it's negative. Or positive."

"I'm just not sure if it's true. You know one was positive."

"And all the other ones were negative. If it makes you feel better, we can go to a doctor here."

"I'd rather do that then wait a whole week."

"I'll make an appointment for tomorrow." The twins started crying. "Why don't you go feed the twins while I make the call." Justin nodded and kissed Brian. Justin went into the living and laid the twins on the couch. He fed them while Brian looked for a doctor in New York and made an appointment. Brian walked over to Justin who was burping the twins. "I got an appointment tomorrow at 5."

"So I have to wait all day?" Justin asked as Brian took one of the twins from him.

"No, 5 in the morning. And you better not spit up on me." He told BJ, who he was holding. Justin just laughed.

"Here. Use this." Justin handed him a "burp rag." Brian took it and draped it over his shoulder.

"Your art show is tomorrow right?"
"Yep. I'm so nervous, but excited."

"You shouldn't be nervous. Your artwork is fucking amazing."

"You know, I hope when they grow up, and our other children, won't have your mouth."

"Your mouth is the same as mine."

"I guess your right."

"I'm always right."

"Of course you are."

"What do you say we go out. Do some shopping. Then we come back here and I can do you."

"Sounds like a plan."

They decided to go to a couple different stores. The last store they went was a baby store. "Brian, look at this." Justin held up a gray onsie that said 'I heart New York'.

"Go ahead."

"What?"

"I know you want to get it."

"Have you seen the prices? Of course you have. You bought two outfits in every fucking store. You know I can't afford these kinds of clothes right now."

"I wanted to get you those clothes in every fucking store. And I can afford it, so I did. And I'll pay for these too. And whatever the fuck else you want."

"I can't let you do that. I won't let you do that."

"You can and you will."

"Fine. But only because one, we need to get out of here soon and two, you're so fucking stubborn. You just never take no as an answer."

"I sometimes take no as an answer."

"Right." They left the store, after Justin picked out a few things he wanted and Brian paid for them, and walked around. They walked around until they heard one of the twins fussing. They knew which one it was. BJ. They could smell something really bad, so they knew he took a crap. "You're changing him this time." Brian said.

"I always have to change them. Especially after they took a shit."

"I change them."

"When?"

"The day they came home from the hospital."

"You were learning how to change a diaper, so you didn't really change their diaper."

"Fine. But if I get anything on me, you're gonna get it."

"I would hope so." Justin joked. Justin blocked the view of the twins, so nobody could see what they were doing. After BJ was changed and calmed down, JJ started crying. "Oh my fucking god. Do these two ever take a rest and just stay calmed down?" Brian said.

"It seems like they don't." Justin picked him up, and he stopped crying. "so you just want to be held." JJ curled against Justin. They were walking back to their hotel when they heard fire sirens in that same direction. They looked at each other worried. They went to where they parked their car and drove as fast as they could back to their hotel. They hoped their thoughts were wrong.