I wasn't sure of my bishie's last name and the spelling so I'm thankful for
the correction. I had a long weekend away from home so coming back and
reading all those reviews made me feel a lot better. So I thank you
all....Evanescence rocks in concert...so random...
Chapter 3- Cravings
More arguing ensued as another week rolled in. Bryan had been moodier; a lot to say the very least and anything sarcastic that slipped past Tala's lips earned him an earful followed by plenty of makeup kisses.
The lilac haired boy wasn't nostalgic about the idea of Tala calling him mommy either. The red-head was merely playing around but Bryan was becoming sensitive to the fact that after listening to Tala describe pregnancy his state resemble the one to which a mother progressed through. That left an uneasy feeling flow through him.
He would counter the false accusation with the only defense that was still logical; he was a guy. Guy's couldn't have children; that was his story and he was sticking to it! Miracles like such were only for fictional purposes and weren't real. He was determined they weren't.
Bryan was just waiting for the doctor's appointment the next day and after being thoroughly checked his results would say that it was something internally, maybe damaging or just a well hidden virus lingering inside.
That would logically explain the pain he felt in his abdomen and stomach so constantly.
The morning sickness had pretty much ceased, only a few occasional times he would hurl, or run to the washroom. He rather loathed the fact that towards the end of his illness the urge to get sick would happen anytime during the day. He'd been sick in the afternoon and felt like shit the rest of the day.
''I'm hungry...'' Bryan complained, rummaging through the fridge for food. Nothing seemed to interest him, or satisfy his sudden cravings.
''Again? You just had lunch.''
''Shut up...''
Retrieving the container of ice cream from the freezer, the younger Russian seated himself upon the counter, eating spoonfuls of the chocolaty frozen delicacy.
''Be sure to leave some for other people.'' Tala walked into the kitchen, smirking as Bryan flipped him off, savoring another bite of ice cream.
''I don't suppose you want some?'' Bryan said as Tala walked up to him, placing his hands on the boy's legs, standing between them.
''If I do?''
Bryan had just smirked, dipping his finger along the edge and smearing the cold chocolate along Tala's cheek to which he thought the site was rather amusing.
''Eww, it's leaking.''
The red-head went to wipe away the stickiness when a hand stopped him and a soft tongue did the job, lapping up the sweet substance.
''Playful now? After not talking to me through all lunch.''
''I couldn't help myself.''
''I thought you were hungry.''
''I found something else I'd rather eat.'' A lustful glint, flashed through the pale orbs.
''Definitely another swing.''
The comment earned him a punch in the quickly and after sulking he got a kiss that tasted better then any chocolate ever could.
''I'll take you up on the meal later. But I have to get some things done today mommy, so I'll see you in a bit''
Work wasn't something they enjoyed doing but money was always needed. They had odd jobs working for the BBA whenever needed but right now they were enjoying the holidays of March even if Tala did go in when he was asked too.
Bryan sulked for a bit as Tala left but was madder at the fact that he kept calling him mommy. It annoyed him to no end, just to think about what was being implied.
He didn't feel like staying in the house when there was nothing to do and maybe a bit of fresh air would make him feel better. The streets were filled enough with the younger generation of people, mostly teenagers and any workers on holidays like himself.
Walking aimlessly around town, he suddenly felt hungry again. But he wasn't sure for what. Another horrible craving had snuck up on him he had to put to rest. He normally wasn't much of an eater but a lot had changed in the past few weeks.
He had walked into a drug store and browsed the aisles, stumbling upon the feminine section. At first glance he would just walk by, not caring till he saw on the corner shelf those damn home pregnancy tests. His first instinct's said no not to grab one but the other half of him willed him to do it, just to show Tala off that he was in fact -not- pregnant.
Grinning, he grabbed one of the more known tests, feeling slightly embarrassed to be walking around with one. What would a guy be doing with one of those? He didn't really care though, his reputation in Moscow was already tainted by the events of a few years passed, it's not like it could get any worst.
With a few sweet treats, he headed to the cashier, an old woman in age, slightly burly with her white and gray locks pulled up in a bun with strands flowing loosely around her face. Her glasses had fallen forward like a librarians and her pink lipstick was dull and barely present upon her lips.
''Not many boyfriends would do this for their loved ones.'' She smiled whole heartedly at him, scanning the test over the machine. ''You're a very nice young man. Most men would be ashamed to walk around with one of these or anything else from that aisle.''
He forced a wan smile out of politeness and decency as he paid for the articles, putting them all in a bag before collecting his change and leaving, smirking to himself. Well that old lady covered for him, he mused to himself, as he walked the streets back home.
Now all he had to do was follow the instructions to prove Tala wrong then wait for the doctor to tell him it's something internal and not a damn pregnancy which was in his mind without a doubt impossible.
-=TBC=-
I know, with the length of these chapters there will be lots of them but I want to keep them short yet still well done. It's progressing rather slowly, I did intend on having his reaction in this chapter but you can all wait a few days more for it.
Chapter 3- Cravings
More arguing ensued as another week rolled in. Bryan had been moodier; a lot to say the very least and anything sarcastic that slipped past Tala's lips earned him an earful followed by plenty of makeup kisses.
The lilac haired boy wasn't nostalgic about the idea of Tala calling him mommy either. The red-head was merely playing around but Bryan was becoming sensitive to the fact that after listening to Tala describe pregnancy his state resemble the one to which a mother progressed through. That left an uneasy feeling flow through him.
He would counter the false accusation with the only defense that was still logical; he was a guy. Guy's couldn't have children; that was his story and he was sticking to it! Miracles like such were only for fictional purposes and weren't real. He was determined they weren't.
Bryan was just waiting for the doctor's appointment the next day and after being thoroughly checked his results would say that it was something internally, maybe damaging or just a well hidden virus lingering inside.
That would logically explain the pain he felt in his abdomen and stomach so constantly.
The morning sickness had pretty much ceased, only a few occasional times he would hurl, or run to the washroom. He rather loathed the fact that towards the end of his illness the urge to get sick would happen anytime during the day. He'd been sick in the afternoon and felt like shit the rest of the day.
''I'm hungry...'' Bryan complained, rummaging through the fridge for food. Nothing seemed to interest him, or satisfy his sudden cravings.
''Again? You just had lunch.''
''Shut up...''
Retrieving the container of ice cream from the freezer, the younger Russian seated himself upon the counter, eating spoonfuls of the chocolaty frozen delicacy.
''Be sure to leave some for other people.'' Tala walked into the kitchen, smirking as Bryan flipped him off, savoring another bite of ice cream.
''I don't suppose you want some?'' Bryan said as Tala walked up to him, placing his hands on the boy's legs, standing between them.
''If I do?''
Bryan had just smirked, dipping his finger along the edge and smearing the cold chocolate along Tala's cheek to which he thought the site was rather amusing.
''Eww, it's leaking.''
The red-head went to wipe away the stickiness when a hand stopped him and a soft tongue did the job, lapping up the sweet substance.
''Playful now? After not talking to me through all lunch.''
''I couldn't help myself.''
''I thought you were hungry.''
''I found something else I'd rather eat.'' A lustful glint, flashed through the pale orbs.
''Definitely another swing.''
The comment earned him a punch in the quickly and after sulking he got a kiss that tasted better then any chocolate ever could.
''I'll take you up on the meal later. But I have to get some things done today mommy, so I'll see you in a bit''
Work wasn't something they enjoyed doing but money was always needed. They had odd jobs working for the BBA whenever needed but right now they were enjoying the holidays of March even if Tala did go in when he was asked too.
Bryan sulked for a bit as Tala left but was madder at the fact that he kept calling him mommy. It annoyed him to no end, just to think about what was being implied.
He didn't feel like staying in the house when there was nothing to do and maybe a bit of fresh air would make him feel better. The streets were filled enough with the younger generation of people, mostly teenagers and any workers on holidays like himself.
Walking aimlessly around town, he suddenly felt hungry again. But he wasn't sure for what. Another horrible craving had snuck up on him he had to put to rest. He normally wasn't much of an eater but a lot had changed in the past few weeks.
He had walked into a drug store and browsed the aisles, stumbling upon the feminine section. At first glance he would just walk by, not caring till he saw on the corner shelf those damn home pregnancy tests. His first instinct's said no not to grab one but the other half of him willed him to do it, just to show Tala off that he was in fact -not- pregnant.
Grinning, he grabbed one of the more known tests, feeling slightly embarrassed to be walking around with one. What would a guy be doing with one of those? He didn't really care though, his reputation in Moscow was already tainted by the events of a few years passed, it's not like it could get any worst.
With a few sweet treats, he headed to the cashier, an old woman in age, slightly burly with her white and gray locks pulled up in a bun with strands flowing loosely around her face. Her glasses had fallen forward like a librarians and her pink lipstick was dull and barely present upon her lips.
''Not many boyfriends would do this for their loved ones.'' She smiled whole heartedly at him, scanning the test over the machine. ''You're a very nice young man. Most men would be ashamed to walk around with one of these or anything else from that aisle.''
He forced a wan smile out of politeness and decency as he paid for the articles, putting them all in a bag before collecting his change and leaving, smirking to himself. Well that old lady covered for him, he mused to himself, as he walked the streets back home.
Now all he had to do was follow the instructions to prove Tala wrong then wait for the doctor to tell him it's something internal and not a damn pregnancy which was in his mind without a doubt impossible.
-=TBC=-
I know, with the length of these chapters there will be lots of them but I want to keep them short yet still well done. It's progressing rather slowly, I did intend on having his reaction in this chapter but you can all wait a few days more for it.