I was hit by a rock er something. And this idea came to me. And suddenly, the world was not the same.
Warning: Mpreg
Enjoy
Disclaimer: WE DO NOT OWN HOMESTUCK, BUT IF WE ALL CONSPIRE AGAINST HUSSIE *big intake of air* WE CAN!
It was quiet in the apartment, dim rays of sunlight sneaking in through the window and setting a calming glow over the bed to one corner of the bedroom. Gamzee was on his knees, his head resting on Tavs' lap while his hair was brushed gently and calmly with a small black brush. Tavros sighed, a small, calm smile over his lips. Gamzee lifted his head and stopped the brushed with the hand he wasn't using as leverage.
"Tav. Have you decided yet?" Gamzee asks, a worried frown covering his lips. Tavros huffed. "Uhm...I don't know if it would be a good idea to...adopt a boy." Tavros spoke quietly. Gamzees' frown deepened.
"Why babe?" He asked sitting up and taking Tavs hands into his own. The brush falls to the floor with a clatter. The apartment is silent again, only their controlled breathing could be heard.
"Because. I think it would be a little weird, raising him when we're-" Tavros paused and Gamzee cocked an eyebrow. "like this. I mean...don't you think he would...be raised with...less-"
"You're talking so horribly right now bro. I can't even take it." Gamzee responded pushing away from Tavros and laying on his back. Tavros opened his mouth to say something but Gamzee interrupted. "Look bro, we're gonna give him all the choices he could possibly need." Gamzee argued.
"But...wouldn't it be weird if he saw us every day and thought that being with a boy is how it's supposed to be?" Tavros asks, Gamzee rolls his eyes.
"We can explain to him that he can like any gender Tav. It's not like we won't be able to speak to him." Gamzee growled from the floor. Tavros nodded slowly. "Okay, I guess it would be nice, but when?"
Gamzee sprung up excited. "Tomorrow we can go to see the kids, is that cool?" Gamzee asked towering over Tavros. Tavros was thoughtful for a second before he smiled. "Yes, I guess that would be okay?"
The next day they visited the orphanage at 7 am. They met with all the small boys and though none of them really caught Gamzee nor Tavros' attention they decided to go with a short redhead with a freckled face and hazel eyes.
"Right then, the paper work is down this way." The women said smiling. She lead Gamzee and Tavros down a hallway, then into a small office. Gamzee wheeled Tavros to the desk then sat down in a chair beside him.
"Alright, Accari's information is in this folder, you've already gone through it once, but I suggest you go through it once more." She said and handed Tavros the folder, then she turned to Gamzee, "You'll need to read this, thoroughly, then sign both your names in print then signature, here, here, here, then initials here and here." Gamzee nodded, glad she had marked every thing with Xs.
Gamzee began reading, putting his full attention on the paper work, completely looking forward to getting all the paperwork signed so they could take Accari home during the week. But he was pulled out of his sharp concentration when beside him Tavros leaned forward and began coughing loudly and harshly. Gamzee jumped to his feet and had Tavros by his shoulders in seconds.
Tavros coughed a few more times before vomit began to dribble down his lips and chin. Gamzee frowned, but he turned to the women immediately and asked for the restroom. She lead them to it, and to be quicker Gamzee lifted Tavros into his arms and ran into the bathroom.
Tavros began puking heavily by the time Gamzee got him to a sink. He held him by his waist with one arm and the other was squeezing one of Tavros' hands. Finally, after about three to four minutes he stopped puking and he breathed heavily, tears streaming down his face.
"My- my throat- it feels all raspy. It hurts." Tavros sobbed. Gamzee reached for a paper towel, ripped a piece, wet it, then wiped gently at Tavros' red face.
"Tav, did you eat something bad? Did you get too nervous?" Gamzee asked, his extreme concern showing clearly. Tavros didn't look up at him, he only stared at him from the mirror with his head down. "No, I don't think I was nervous, I've been feeling bad for a couple days now."
"Do you think, maybe we should've waited to...do it again? Maybe that's why you're in pain?" Gamzee asks, his face reddening. Tavros smiles softly, a red blush covering his cheeks. He looks up at Gamzee.
"It doesn't matter if it is because of the sex. I'm okay." Tavros confesses. Gamzee smiles. "You got the collar of your shirt dirty." Gamzee says, he pulls Tavros up, his arms shaking a bit from having to hold him in one position for so long, then he sets him on the sink counter.
"I'm okay Gamzee, I'll just rub it off with some paper towels okay?" Tavros says as Gamzee pulls off his own shirt then pulls Tavros' shirt off and hands him his own shirt. "It's okay babe. I can walk around in this." Gamzee confirms tugging at his undershirt. Tavros nods, slipping on Gamzee's shirt. He reaches out and Gamzee lifts him into his arms and carries him out of the bathroom back to his wheel chair.
"Uhm, Gamzee, I still feel sick..." Tavros confesses. Gamzee brushes Tavros' mohawk back and places his palm against the others forehead. It was extremely hot, and now that he was checking Tavros' temperature, he decided he should check everything else. He pulled Tavros' bottom eyelid down gently and frowned. It was a very, very pale pink. "Stick out your tongue Tav." Gamzee orders. Tavros does as he's commanded and sticks out his tongue. As Gamzee feared, Tavros' tongue was almost completely white.
"You're really sick Tavros." Gamzee said with a pained voice. "And you've got a fever. I'm taking you to a doctor okay?" He turned to the woman, "Is it okay if we come back and fill out the papers tomorrow?" The woman nodded then allowed the two to leave.
Gamzee was seated beside the temporary hospital bed Tavros was lying on. The doctor came in shortly after the nurse left, then, after doing a few inspections he asked Tavros if he could do a test.
Gamzee was just as dumbfounded as Tavros when the doctor asked Tavros to do a pregnancy test.
"I'm not really sure...what this will accomplish, but...okay?" Tavros said. Gamzee carried Tavros into the small bathroom that was connected to the room and he helped Tavros take the test. They brought the results back to the doctor right away, and they sat silently waiting for the doctor to say something.
Instead he told them he'd be back in a bit and left.
When he did come back there were about four nurses with him and they had a couple of machines. Tavros was instantly struck with fear, but Gamzee reassured him with a kind smile. Tavros was pierced with needles and syringes, and some of his blood was taken.
The doctor and the nurses left shortly after. Tavros and Gamzee stayed in the room silent, just staring at each other.
"Do you think-"
Tavros began but stopped when the door opened. Both Gamzee and Tavros brought their attention to the doctor immediately. He closed the door carefully, looked over the papers on his clip board, then looked up at the couple and cleared his throat.
"It seems, that Mr. Nitram was...born with a hidden gene, one we're not too familiar with yet, but we know enough about it. It wasn't triggered until a certain age apparently, which is completely normal for this gene." He pauses, looking at his feet, then back up to Tavros. "This gene, allows your gender to be impregnated."
"W-what?" Tavros said suddenly. Gamzee sat up straight, his face lighting up immediately. He could've sworn his heart began racing twice as fast. Tavros is going to have my kid?
"However, the male abdomen wasn't made to be as flexible as the female's is. So, this pregnancy could be fatal." He paused, "If the child survives through the fifth and sixth month, there will be no natural way to give birth to it. We''l have to perform a Cesarean section. If the baby is healthily moving into seventh and eighth month, and for some reason you two have decided to wait a while longer, Mr. Nitram will have to be hospitalized."
Gamzee frowned. He really did want a child, but he didn't want Tavros to go through so much trouble. The doctor cleared his throat, and the next piece of information to leave his lips hurt Gamzee very deeply.
"If you two do not want this baby, you should inform us now so we can give Mr. Nitram something to prevent any further processing of the child, if you chose to wait for a couple months later, we will have to operate on Mr. Nitram and remove the child." He himself didn't seem too happy about that, but it was his job to give all the options, and not only his preferred ones.
Tavros turned to Gamzee and Gamzee's wide eyes met his lovers. "I don't think...we should go through with this." Tavros said. Gamzee was taken aback. Of all things he thought Tavros would say, this was at the bottom of the list.
"Tav, don't say that. Isn't it amazing? You're...you're gonna have a miny us." Gamzee said. Tavros looked back at the doctor, who had turned away and was typing something in on his computer. Tavros turned back to Gamzee and shook his head. "Gamzee, you heard him...my stomach can stretch like a womans. I could die from this." Gamzee lowered his gaze to the ground. "I know Tav...but...I just think...this kid would really make up for all the pain we've been through."
Tavros was quiet. "We can...keep him on one condition." Tavros said, feeling awful at how much it sounded like he was referring to his child as a dog.
"What?" Gamzee asked sitting up a bit slower than before and looking sadly at Tavros.
"Stop with the drugs. Don't sell them, use them, don't even think them." Tavros whispered as he pulled Gamzee closer by his collar. Gamzee's eyes widened. My weed and shit? He bit his bottom lip. "Kay, I fuckin' promise Tav. I ain't ever gonna touch that shit EVER again. I promise Tav." Gamzee said then leaned forward and kissed Tavros.
"Okay." Tavros said pulling away from Gamzee. "Uhm, Doctor Hyung, we've decided we'll be keeping the baby." Tavros said. The doctor turned around, and nodded with a smile.