BlackDiamonds.32.20.54, I've read a few Mpregs. This is my first writing one. It's pretty fun. & thank you. LadyDragonsblood, the most important thing for me is to make it sound believable. Even if it's unbelievable.. haha. Eh, as long as it's interesting, then I'm totally good ;D IsidoraAngst, thank you. Yeah, he should. redsandman99, thanks, XD. JoMoFan-spot, oh, Sugar. I hope it's worth the wait (snuggles) I think some of the writers have never researched pregnancy or have never been pregnant or around pregnancy. I haven't ever been pregnant & the last pregnant person I was around was my mom w/ my brother. I was 11-12 then. So I wanted to get a feel what I was doing. It helps some writers to have a gist of things. And a gist of human anatomy, esp a man's if they are gonna write any of this slash thing at all. But I still needed a solid plot & to keep it fun. & of course I worry. It being up to my girl's standards & entertaining her is my first priority ;D & you should know I loves you lots. I've been promising more Redge & there shall be more Redge :P (sighs) I don't think Randy could be preggers even in the crackiest of crackfics... Adam comes off as bitchy & bratty more than anything. But that's alright, he has a good reason, hehe. & I swear, those fans make me wanna deliberately write Adam as a girl just cuz I can (smh). & aw, Baby, thank you. Your support means the world to me, xD. MMISERY, Rated-RKO is deff loved. Thanks :)
Unplanned;
Chapter two/ 'Possibly Impossible'
Rated; M/ L (adult subject matter?)
Somehow Randy dozed off. When he awoke, Adam was gone. He didn't go after him. He didn't call to see where he went. Adam was hurt and Randy knew Adam wouldn't answer anyway. Maybe they both needed time to think. Randy especially needed time to think. But what was there to think about? Randy was going to be a father all because he had a one night stand with his tag team partner.
He had been an ass to him, but he couldn't make Adam see how sudden this all was. He knew it wasn't entirely Adam's fault.. even if Adam could've mentioned this possibility to him beforehand.. But Adam probably didn't want to. How would that work? 'Oh, yeah... before we do it, I could get pregnant if you cum inside me..'? P'uh.. Yeah, right. That wasn't shit that just came up between two guys, during steamy night of pleasure especially.
Randy laid alone in the dark. He was just unsure and lost.
He found Adam the next day at the arena in their locker room, getting his gear on.
"Whoa! Adam, no! You are NOT gonna wrestle?"
"I have a job. You sure as hell aren't gonna support me." Adam growled, bitterness blaring from his green eyes. Bitterness Randy was sure stemmed from Adam's own fatherless childhood.
Randy grabbed his arm and pulled him back as he tried to exit. "No. You're gonna go and request time off or something. You can't wrestle like this."
"I'm not injured!" Adam snapped as he tried to jerk his arm away.
Randy tightened his grip. "You might as well be. Adam, don't be stupid. Think about the baby." It sounded weird even saying it.
"I'll tell Shawn to avoid my stomach. He'll be easy."
"Adam, you can't wrestle. Accidents happen."
"My friends and coworkers wouldn't hurt me. Not like you anyway." Adam succeeded in freeing his arm.
Randy shrugged. "What're you gonna do? Keep wrestling and if you don't end up hurting yourself, then sooner or later you'll start to show and people will know." He tried reasoning. "Unless you want everyone to know." He hadn't wanted it to sound so harsh. But he couldn't let Adam do something dumb.
Adam stared at him, his upper lip twitching. He knew Randy was right. There was no way to explain this to the masses without looking like a freak. He had trusted Randy and had to tell him about it, but Randy was a friend and the father. The world could not know. "Fine. I'll take a leave."
-xx-
Adam took personal time and was lucky Mr. McMahon allowed it without too many questions. He didn't know how he was going to tell anybody else. Telling Randy was hard enough, but necessary.
"Are you sure I'm the father?" Randy broke the silence. He had been sitting in the chair as Adam took the bed in their hotel room.
"Yes, you jerk." Adam muttered, running his hands over his stomach. "I didn't sleep with anybody else. You think I'm such a whore."
"No, Adam.. I just wanna be sure. I wanna.." Randy sighed. "I always had this fear that I'd get someone pregnant and then find out it wasn't mine.. after I'd already got attached and fell in love. I don't think I could take that kind of let down." Randy looked up at Adam. The blonde's look softened. He guessed he could not blame Randy for being human.
"It's yours. I'm positive. I haven't even been with anyone in.." Adam took a breath. "It's been awhile.."
-xx-
"How did this even..? How is this possible.. I mean, I've heard of shit like this before, I think.. but.. never.. Like I have no clue how it's possible." Randy pondered a little later. Of course he was going to want answers.
Adam sighed. "I didn't know either. I was fifteen when I started to get sick. I kept having these bad belly cramps and they got worse and worse and Mom had no choice but to take me to a doctor.. They did all the usual tests and the stuff they found just baffled them. They found me a specialist and basically they discovered that I had.. female organs.." Adam had mumbled the last part.
"So.." Randy paused. "You're a girl?"
Adam blinked. "No.. I'm a boy.. I can just carry children."
Randy really wanted to dispute that that meant Adam was a girl, but he knew how Adam reacted to comments like that.
Adam huffed. "I know what you're thinking. I knew what the doctors thought. I'm a freak of nature. Imma boy on the outside and a girl on the inside."
"Nope. You're a girl on the outside too." He couldn't resist.
Adam glared at Randy's smirking face.
"What?" Randy shrugged. "It explains why you're so pretty." Randy laughed as a pillow was launched at him. "But you always knew? Did you like have periods and stuff?"
"No. They thought the cramps was my body trying to.. but they went away and I always thought I'd be fine. The doctors said I wouldn't ever conceive unless I was impregnated."
"Fucked in the ass, you mean." Randy received another pillow.
"I'm glad you think this is a joke, but yes. I couldn't even tell my mom I was gay for the longest time. I was scared she'd worry. She took such great care of me. Never let me feel any different than the other boys or like a freak. My friends or family didn't know.. When I started having sex I just was careful. I was so careful. I made them wear condoms, cuz y'know, there were no male contraceptives and I'm sure they would question giving me birth control pills. There was no guarantee they'd even work for me. Honestly, I didn't believe it could ever happen. I didn't want to." Adam explained.
Randy was quiet a moment. "So, why did you decide to go bare with me?"
"It wasn't.. It.. I forgot.." Adam gave a dry laugh. "We were having fun and drinking and you just made me feel so good and I just.." He shook his head. "I fucked up. The doctors were right and I was wrong and now... now I'm.. like this.." Adam motioned to his stomach. "I'm a freak and this proves it. My scarlet letter to the world."
Randy got up and went to sit beside Adam, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and pulling him close. "It'll be okay."
-xx-
Randy woke up to the sounds of violent retching coming from the bathroom. Upon looking at the clock, he discovered it was 6am. He groaned and kicked the covers off before getting out of bed. He pushed the bathroom door open and found Adam on the floor in front of the toilet, his hair in a ponytail and both hands holding to the bowl. Randy sighed. He'd tried to get Adam to go home or to his mom's or something, but Adam took a bitch-fit and refused. He seemed dead-set against telling anyone, including his own mother, that he was pregnant anyway.
"Y'okay?" It may have been a stupid question. But it was all Randy's groggy mind had at the moment.
Adam spit and gave a dry laugh. "Do I fucking look like it?" He groaned and coughed. "Oh, god.. I'm puking up my soul.. Randy..?" He whined pitifully.
Orton sighed again and got down to pat Adam on the back. "Just relax. Let it out. I'm right here. You're okay."
-xx-
Adam was self-conscious to even go out. Mainly he'd stay in the motel while Randy was at the arena. He tried reading, watching television, even swimming. He had gotten his trunks on and slipped on some flip flops and was relaxing in the hot tub. It felt good too. All those jets and heat working on his aching muscles.. but some girls spotted him and wanted to join. Adam had never been so fidgety in all his life around people. He was afraid they'd notice. They flirted and giggled like usual and he knew how to fucking handle fans.. but he had never had to handle fans pregnant before...
It seemed silly. He wasn't showing, but it was like he knew they could tell. Really silly. He could feel them judging him. Adam excused him, said he had to get going and slipped out, wrapping up insecurely in his towel. He made it back to his hotel room without any incident.
Most days Adam would get bored at the hotel and would sneak out and go meet Randy at the arena.
"Dammit, Adam. What did I tell you about driving?" Randy scolded, pulling the blonde inside the locker room by his arm like a lost child.
"I can drive." Adam said defensively. "I'm not even that.. yet.. I'm still early in.."
"I don't care. What if you got in a wreck?" Where the possessiveness came from, Randy hadn't a clue. It was just naturally there.
Adam snorted and went to sit down. "I could get in a wreck when you're driving too, y'know."
Randy looked offended. "I am an excellent driver and that's not the point. You shouldn't be here."
Adam threw his hands up in the air. "I got bored! What? Are you ashamed of me?"
Randy groaned and got down to one knee, taking Adam's hand in his own. "No, I'm not. You're the one who's self-conscious. Not me. I'm just concerned."
"Well.." Adam jerked his hand away. "Imma big boy. I can take care of myself." He folded his arms. "I just wanted to come see you anyway, you ungrateful bastard."
Randy sighed. Adam was impossible.
The Redge will get sweeter... I keep adding bits as I go as well. Also, writing about a man being pregnant doesn't seem strange. Neither does calling a princess "he" ;) I've been writing slash so long, it all comes naturally. I'll mention this now; The Matt/Lita/Edge thing never happened. Edge/Lita never happened. For the benefit, I just don't need it here. & about the gist thing in the reply thing to JoMoFan-spot at the top; I'm not claiming I'm a doctor & I don't know everything about anatomy, & damn sure not about pregnancy & I don't want this to get scientific and boring.. (I care more about human relationships & character growth personally) but I like having some idea of what I'm doing. Like when writing sex, if one does not know how sex works & how the body reacts to certain things, they prolly won't be able to write sex scenes. But then again, its all about being comfortable w/ it too... & btw, just musing. Not trying to be preachy. I'm not perfect myself. I'm still learning.
