A/N: Inspired by the graphic head trips that Metalocalypse often shows (like when that kid died and Toki imagined maggots on her rotting face). Also, I searched "embarrassing pregnancy stories" and this is a combination of the worst of them.
Skwisgaar watched in horror as Toki, who'd been sleeping oh-so-peacefully, quickly sat up and projectile vomited, some of it hitting the floor near Skwisgaar's feet.
"What the fucks…" Skwisgaar took a step back, tripping over the trash bin that they kept near the bed for such emergencies, and falling onto his butt. The plate of tuna fish and ice cream that he'd been carrying fell from his hands and hit the ground, spraying bits of fish and dairy onto his pants.
"Skwisgaar, help me…" Toki called out, before vomiting again. This time it hit Skwisgaar directly.
Skwisgaar looked up and was stunned to see that Toki's nose was bleeding heavily. His hair was splayed in all directions, there were massive bags under his eyes, and vomit was dripping from his mouth onto his chest, falling onto his stomach, which was huge and covered in red stretch marks. To top it off, it looked as if he had urinated on the bed.
"My gods," Skwisgaar murmured, and instinctively crawled back some more. "My gods, what is wrongs with yous?!"
"Skwisgaar."
Someone was shaking him.
"Skwisgaar, you okay?"
It was Pickles.
"Huh?" Skwisgaar glanced up. The redhead was standing over him, waving a hand in front of his eyes.
"You, uh, kinda sat down and zoned out during the middle of a song and we couldn't get your attention," the drummer explained.
"Ja," Skwisgaar answered, looking around, happy to see that he really was in the practice area. "Just hads a bads thoughts is alls."
00
Okay, maybe Skwisgaar had exaggerated Toki's pregnancy issues. Yes, he still sometimes got sick at random times, and Skwisgaar usually had to be the one to call someone to clean it up. And once he had pissed the bed, something he'd explained was because the baby was pressing on his bladder. Sometimes his nose bled. But, the stretch marks really weren't that noticeable and he hadn't asked for weird food in weeks.
"It ams okays," Skwisgaar reminded himself. That had become his mantra over the past two months. He spoke it aloud to himself whenever Toki did something horrifying or disgusting.
The bright side was that Skwisgaar's sex drive towards Toki had diminished completely. Even he had his limits, and being with someone who might vomit or pee on him at any point wasn't a turn on.
This was good for Toki, who seemed to abhor the idea of sex with him. The first and only time that Skwisgaar had asked, Toki had literally shoved him off of the bed and cursed him out because he was "not in the mood" and felt that Skwisgaar should have picked up on it from the get-go.
In turn, this was good for Skiwsgaar, because he wasn't getting beaten up.
In fact, Skwisgaar hadn't had sex at all during the two months that he'd been with Toki. He considered it an accomplishment, probably among his top two accomplishments in life. The first was becoming the world's fastest guitar player. He, Skwisgaar Skwigelf, had given up sex for two months for someone else's sake.
So what if he was miserable? This was the right thing to do. Their child needed a father, and Toki needed him. He would just have to push through it and hope that once the baby was born, Toki would be both less awful and more willing to enjoy intimacy.
00
"Hey, Toki," Nathan said, walking into Toki's room.
Toki usually stayed with Skwisgaar on account of Skwisgaar's room being larger, but he occasionally came back to his own room to partake in hobbies. Currently, he was in the middle of assembling a crib.
"Hey Nathan," Toki greeted him.
"Hey you know we've got guys that'll, you know, do that for you."
Toki turned and smiled at him.
"I likes doing its. It ams relaxing."
"Oh. Right." Nathan stood by for a moment, watching as Toki worked. He supposed he shouldn't be that surprised - Toki did love making model airplanes and such. He wasn't there to discuss that, though.
"So, uh, I just came to talk to you. I was wondering if Skwisgaar is okay? I mean I know, I know that we told you you don't have to come to practice anymore, unless you want to, but lately he's been kinda…He keeps zoning out and getting this terrified look on his face. His eyes get all big and his jaw drops and it- it's just weird."
Toki shrugged, "He seems okays to me?"
"Right. Okay."
"If you ams concerned maybes you should asks him?"
"We did, and he keeps saying he's okay. I figured since you're, ya know, together, you might know more."
Toki had turned his attention back to the crib.
"Maybe he's tired," Toki suggested. "Sometimes I keeps him up, 'cause I talks to the babies at night."
"Right. Okay."
There was a short silence before Nathan spoke again.
"So, how is the baby? Do you know what you're having?"
Toki grinned.
"I knows, but it's a secrets. Skwisgaar doesn't wants to knows."
"Aw, come on, you can tell me!"
"You tolds him it was his babies when I asked you not to!" Toki replied, sounding somewhat annoyed.
"Yeah but that was in the heat of the moment! I doubt anything like that will happen again."
Toki smiled again, thinking of his child.
"Ja, okays." It wasn't so much that Skwisgaar didn't want to know, but more of that he just didn't seem to care anyway. "It ams a goil."
"Wow," Nathan replied. "She's gonna be the most metal girl ever!"
Toki smiled wider.
"Ja, she ams goings to be totally brutals!"
Nathan patted Toki on the shoulder.
"Well, good for you. Congratulations."
"Thanks."
"I'm gonna go now. Have fun, uh, building that."
"I wills!" Toki answered.
00
Toki had been attracted to Skwisgaar since he'd first met him. The man was both gorgeous and insanely talented. He'd never imagined that they would be together, though. Nor that Skwisgaar would ever treat him so kindly.
He knew that he could be a handful. The pregnancy had sapped him of energy most days, and made him moody, not to mention all of the physical changes he'd gone through. He'd given up on wearing anything more than black yoga pants, baggy Dethklok t-shirts that he'd gotten from their merch hoard, and flip flops. His feet and ankles felt far too swollen for boots.
Still, he felt uncomfortable being as large as he was, and he was sure that Skwisgaar wasn't attracted to him as he was. Yet, Skwisgaar had been there with him every night and every morning, and he always bought Toki whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. Skwisgaar had even attended doctor's appointments with him.
So, when the rest of the band had wanted a night out, Toki felt that Skwisgaar more than deserved to join them. He himself was too tired, and didn't particularly want to be seen by fans looking as he did, so he stayed at Mordhaus.
Before the others left, Toki had given Skwisgaar a hug and had told him to have fun. He truly meant it - he hoped that Skwisgaar did enjoy himself.
Skwisgaar had smiled and told him that he'd be back soon, and then they'd been off.
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The band had left at ten. Toki had crawled into bed right after.
At midnight, he woke up, having to pee. The others weren't back yet, but he wasn't surprised. He quickly fell back asleep.
At three thirty, he woke again for the same reason.
Still, the guys had not yet returned.
Toki wasn't overly surprised, but he did feel a small pang of worry. While he knew that they were probably at some bar, he had grown used to having Skwisgaar next to him at night.
Sighing, he went back to bed. He tried to sleep, but couldn't.
At four thirty, he called Skwisgaar's phone. It rang several times before going to voicemail
At five, he tried again.
At six, he began to truly worry.
00
The rest of the band returned home around seven am. They'd partied all night and into the morning, and everyone was exhausted.
Toki was relieved when Skwisgaar finally entered the bedroom.
"Skwis! Did you have fun?" Toki greeted him.
Skwisgaar was both tired and still drunk.
"Hm? Oh, ja," he answered, taking a seat on the edge of the mattress. He began to remove his boots, intent on getting some rest.
"I called yous," Toki told him. "I mean, I'm not mads, but I was worrieds."
Skwisgaar dropped his boot on the ground and turned to face Toki.
"Ja, well, everything's okays."
Toki nodded and watched as Skwisgaar removed his pants, then his shirt. Just as the blonde laid down, Toki noticed it.
"Skwisgaar!"
Toki's tone and the volume of his voice woke Skwisgaar up somewhat.
"Wha-?"
"What ams this?!" He poked the older man hard in the chest.
"Huh?" Skwisgaar looked down at the giant red hickey that Toki was pointing to. It was one of several that lined his chest and back.
"Oh, fucks," he replied.