I'm surprised I'm getting such a positive reaction to this type of subject. I could say something about the idea of the test going elsewhere but it's a nasty thing that only my filthy mind could come up with. Wouldn't he enjoy it?
Disclaimer: If anyone knows of TB Doujinshi contact me at...oops...ya...nothing belongs to me .
Chapter 4- Take the test
Upon returning home, Bryan had first dismissed the test, tossing it onto the counter as he sat on the couch, eating the sweet gummy bears he had purchased. The overdosed sugar candy was just what he needed as he savored every chewy bit. Television had been quite boring and with nothing else to do, the curiosity to try the test became overwhelming.
He wasn't even sure if it would work on him. What would he know about that kind of thing? Would the test even work on a male? Nothing said otherwise so with a shrug, he walked towards the bathroom, reading over the instructions.
The writing was so small written on the box; he cursed and squinted, scanning the procedure steps. It wasn't that complicated, quite simple actually. He was to urinate or in his words, piss in the cup, wait for a bit and dip the test stick into it. That seemed cheap to him for two hundred and nineteen rubles but just to see the look on Tala's face just to shut him up was worth the price.
He'd done what was asked of him, left a sample of his urine in the cup, dipped the stick in and seated himself along the bath tub's edge, leaning back against the ivory tiled wall.
A few minutes passed, he waited them out, staring at the stick faced in the opposite direction then his vision so as not to see what colored appeared.
After waiting long enough, he got up, took in a deep breath and as he reached for the stick to show the red color to his eyes, meaning negative, he could hear the door unlock and open, meaning his red head lover was home.
Smirking so slyly, without looking just for added suspense, he grabbed the stick and made his way down the hall towards Tala who was looking for him as well.
''There you are.'' He smiled, pulling off his white jacket as the snowflakes from outside fell from his dampened hair.
Tala noticed the smirk so suggestively gracing the pair of lips that belonged to him as much as they did to the younger.
''What?'' He asked the obvious, now curious to the pair of arms hidden behind Bryan's back.
''I went out today and just to get you to stop calling me mommy I bought a pregnancy test.''
As the last words slipped past his lips, Tala laughed, finding the idea very amusing.
''But mommy your such a spoil sport.'' He walked up to Bryan, wrapping his own arms around the warm body, heating up his own cold one. His hands slowly trailed down a pair of arms, feeling every shiver they delivered from the cold.
Finally upon reaching a set of hands, a slender brow rose as he tried to steal the test but Bryan didn't let go. Persuasion was in order and a kiss was the best known temptation.
It was soft and sweet, so full of passion he expected the grasp to let go but there was resistance being put up. Even as their mouths meshed so perfectly and the kiss became fierce the refusal stood strong.
They broke apart with matching grins and half open opened orbs, glazed over contently.
''Let's resume this elsewhere but first, like the color of your hair red means negative.'' Holding up the stick proudly, showing it off to the duo of aqua orbs that stared intently at the article.
''Bry...its blue.'' His eyes scanned over the stick, a bright blue color shading the white test stick in the specific area required.
''What?'' An expression of confusion filled the pale lavender orbs as he flipped the stick, eyes going as wide as saucers at the color he loved so much to gaze upon, always filled with such depth, belonging to Tala.
The last thing Tala saw was the newly blue colored tip test hit the floor and a fast moving blur go past him towards the washroom.
He ensued but as he made it to the door, it was slammed in his face. Dumbfounded, he stood in shock for a few seconds before knocking gently on the door.
''Bryan, open the door.'' Tala tried to turn the handle but the light click he'd heard before indicated the door was locked and his efforts were now useless and futile.
He didn't receive a response, for on the other side Bryan was too preoccupied with the test. He'd read every single detail over and over in his head yet still, he'd followed every instruction down to the finest precision.
It didn't seem right, every possible thought raced through his mind. He couldn't be pregnant. It wasn't even imaginable. At the current moment he couldn't think straight, his head was clouded over and panic seemed to be setting in. He took in a few deep breaths, sinking down to the floor as he looked up at the ceiling.
''Bry, Hun...please let me in.'' Tala pleaded, being just as confused as the lilac haired boy.
''It isn't supposed to be blue Tal.'' A response soon came, low sounding with so much mixed emotions.
''Hun...'' He thought over his words carefully, choosing them wisely. '' Those tests aren't always accurate-''
He tried reasoning but was interrupted as quickly as Bryan had run back to the bathroom.
''Their 99% accurate.'' He interjected, his voice rising in tone, laced with so much anger.
''But you're a guy. I don't think that would apply to you. I mean, you're sick you're not pregnant. Even the doctor will tell you that tomorrow.''
He waited another long while till finally the click filled the silent atmosphere and the door opened. Tala looked down sympathetically at him and on instinct drew him into an embrace, stroking his hand up and down his back.
''I don't understand anymore...Maybe it turned the wrong color because I'm a male. Can...can you get me another test?'' Bryan looked up at him and the look he gave off wasn't one to be refused.
''Of course,throw this one out and we'll go get another at the store.'' He smiled as gently as he could, without giving off his worried expression.
Nodding, Bryan headed back to pick up the abandoned stick, snapping it in half before tossing it into the garbage. A glare was sent in its direction as he exited the room, down the hall to grab his jacket.
They were going to the store. He was going to get another damn test he'd cursed under his breath and prove that he was in fact, not pregnant.
-=TBC=-
I got an idea for a sequel which I know for sure now I will be doing. For the next chapter, be warned that anything probably writen medical wise, if I do write any will mostly be the biggest bull no matter how convincing I make it sound. I even did a medical research to learn more about this...oh well...just review!
Disclaimer: If anyone knows of TB Doujinshi contact me at...oops...ya...nothing belongs to me .
Chapter 4- Take the test
Upon returning home, Bryan had first dismissed the test, tossing it onto the counter as he sat on the couch, eating the sweet gummy bears he had purchased. The overdosed sugar candy was just what he needed as he savored every chewy bit. Television had been quite boring and with nothing else to do, the curiosity to try the test became overwhelming.
He wasn't even sure if it would work on him. What would he know about that kind of thing? Would the test even work on a male? Nothing said otherwise so with a shrug, he walked towards the bathroom, reading over the instructions.
The writing was so small written on the box; he cursed and squinted, scanning the procedure steps. It wasn't that complicated, quite simple actually. He was to urinate or in his words, piss in the cup, wait for a bit and dip the test stick into it. That seemed cheap to him for two hundred and nineteen rubles but just to see the look on Tala's face just to shut him up was worth the price.
He'd done what was asked of him, left a sample of his urine in the cup, dipped the stick in and seated himself along the bath tub's edge, leaning back against the ivory tiled wall.
A few minutes passed, he waited them out, staring at the stick faced in the opposite direction then his vision so as not to see what colored appeared.
After waiting long enough, he got up, took in a deep breath and as he reached for the stick to show the red color to his eyes, meaning negative, he could hear the door unlock and open, meaning his red head lover was home.
Smirking so slyly, without looking just for added suspense, he grabbed the stick and made his way down the hall towards Tala who was looking for him as well.
''There you are.'' He smiled, pulling off his white jacket as the snowflakes from outside fell from his dampened hair.
Tala noticed the smirk so suggestively gracing the pair of lips that belonged to him as much as they did to the younger.
''What?'' He asked the obvious, now curious to the pair of arms hidden behind Bryan's back.
''I went out today and just to get you to stop calling me mommy I bought a pregnancy test.''
As the last words slipped past his lips, Tala laughed, finding the idea very amusing.
''But mommy your such a spoil sport.'' He walked up to Bryan, wrapping his own arms around the warm body, heating up his own cold one. His hands slowly trailed down a pair of arms, feeling every shiver they delivered from the cold.
Finally upon reaching a set of hands, a slender brow rose as he tried to steal the test but Bryan didn't let go. Persuasion was in order and a kiss was the best known temptation.
It was soft and sweet, so full of passion he expected the grasp to let go but there was resistance being put up. Even as their mouths meshed so perfectly and the kiss became fierce the refusal stood strong.
They broke apart with matching grins and half open opened orbs, glazed over contently.
''Let's resume this elsewhere but first, like the color of your hair red means negative.'' Holding up the stick proudly, showing it off to the duo of aqua orbs that stared intently at the article.
''Bry...its blue.'' His eyes scanned over the stick, a bright blue color shading the white test stick in the specific area required.
''What?'' An expression of confusion filled the pale lavender orbs as he flipped the stick, eyes going as wide as saucers at the color he loved so much to gaze upon, always filled with such depth, belonging to Tala.
The last thing Tala saw was the newly blue colored tip test hit the floor and a fast moving blur go past him towards the washroom.
He ensued but as he made it to the door, it was slammed in his face. Dumbfounded, he stood in shock for a few seconds before knocking gently on the door.
''Bryan, open the door.'' Tala tried to turn the handle but the light click he'd heard before indicated the door was locked and his efforts were now useless and futile.
He didn't receive a response, for on the other side Bryan was too preoccupied with the test. He'd read every single detail over and over in his head yet still, he'd followed every instruction down to the finest precision.
It didn't seem right, every possible thought raced through his mind. He couldn't be pregnant. It wasn't even imaginable. At the current moment he couldn't think straight, his head was clouded over and panic seemed to be setting in. He took in a few deep breaths, sinking down to the floor as he looked up at the ceiling.
''Bry, Hun...please let me in.'' Tala pleaded, being just as confused as the lilac haired boy.
''It isn't supposed to be blue Tal.'' A response soon came, low sounding with so much mixed emotions.
''Hun...'' He thought over his words carefully, choosing them wisely. '' Those tests aren't always accurate-''
He tried reasoning but was interrupted as quickly as Bryan had run back to the bathroom.
''Their 99% accurate.'' He interjected, his voice rising in tone, laced with so much anger.
''But you're a guy. I don't think that would apply to you. I mean, you're sick you're not pregnant. Even the doctor will tell you that tomorrow.''
He waited another long while till finally the click filled the silent atmosphere and the door opened. Tala looked down sympathetically at him and on instinct drew him into an embrace, stroking his hand up and down his back.
''I don't understand anymore...Maybe it turned the wrong color because I'm a male. Can...can you get me another test?'' Bryan looked up at him and the look he gave off wasn't one to be refused.
''Of course,throw this one out and we'll go get another at the store.'' He smiled as gently as he could, without giving off his worried expression.
Nodding, Bryan headed back to pick up the abandoned stick, snapping it in half before tossing it into the garbage. A glare was sent in its direction as he exited the room, down the hall to grab his jacket.
They were going to the store. He was going to get another damn test he'd cursed under his breath and prove that he was in fact, not pregnant.
-=TBC=-
I got an idea for a sequel which I know for sure now I will be doing. For the next chapter, be warned that anything probably writen medical wise, if I do write any will mostly be the biggest bull no matter how convincing I make it sound. I even did a medical research to learn more about this...oh well...just review!