Second Month
The rest of September Red remembers as a "start the day off fine until someone says something then run to the nurse crying" type of month. Every day he was happy until someone would sneer an insult or crack a joke that wasn't intended to be taken seriously and Red would get offended, start to tear up and rush to the nurse where he would always ask for Blue. Then after a long session of encouraging words of love Red would feel fine again until the whole cycle would repeat itself. He knew it was pathetic-he believed he is able to ignore the nasty comments and feel proud of himself. His mom told him its part of being pregnant. The terrible hormones start to get out of hand and then the mood swings kick in. Blue would try his best to keep Red in the best spirits, reminding him of what will come in 8 months, how happy they will be, what a great family they'll have...Red would start to cry and then laugh shortly afterwards with Blue giving him the strangest looks.
It was now mid October, the dreaded heat wave was long over and it now started getting nippy outside that Red would wear a sweater in the mornings. His clothes also felt a little snug. He would put more force into closing the buttons on his jeans and often felt himself fixing his shirts because they had no room. He stopped one morning to check his body out in the mirror, and while standing, looking at his side, ran a timid hand over his stomach. It didn't look bigger, but it started feeling like it.
Ever since they had sex that summer, Blue's libido would drive him crazy and Red always knew because Blue would ask him for a quick round in the bathroom or even just a small hand job in the car but Red would stutter and refuse, winning his battles once again.
And ever since he stood up to Malon...
He chose to sit on the opposite side of them room, near the people who did zero work and looked at him like he was a goody two shoes. She turned into a cold bitch over night. She gave him the cold shoulder, whispered to her friend whenever he was near, and would act like they were never friends. He pained Red deeply, to see the person he would giggle with in class last year now hate him. He never did anything before this! He couldn't treat her the way she treated him...although his attempts of waving or sending a little smile towards her were fruitful, he never spoke a bad word about her to anybody, not even Blue.
Red walked into Art one cold morning, Blue's oversize sweatshirt keeping him warm, and sat down in the back of the room. He glanced hesitantly at Malon, who had her nose in the hair, looking like she gave two shits about Jackson Pollocks paintings projected on the smart board.
Someone kneed Red in the behind and he flinched, afraid to turn around and face the person. There were a few snickers behind him, and something rubbed up against his shoulder. This time he turned his head a bit and saw two over sized seniors wear blinding white sneakers and sports jerseys nudging each other, like they were telling an inside joke Red didn't understand.
He didn't say anything and was ready to turn back. "Hey Red, how much do you pay?"
Red's body froze up and his heart began to go wild in his ribcage. "I-I," he cleared his throat, "don't know what you mean..."
The disgusting sounds of the senior's amused grunts continued when a mouth leaned into Red's ear. "Ya know, your prices on tuggies and blowies and up the ass."
His face exploded into a furious tomato, whipping around and giving them a horrid look. "EXCUSE ME!?"
Their teacher fixed her eyes on the small group in the corner, looking out from over the rim of her glasses. "Red? Do you have something you want to share?"
The fact that he was being picked on instead of those ratchet bullies made Red sick to his stomach; he was mortified they would ask him that. It made him shiver and feel light-headed...he opened his mouth to respond to the teacher-
"I need to go" His breakfast climbed its way up Red's throat and nearly seeped out of his mouth before he sprang from his seat, knocking his chair over in the process and speeding out the door where he vomited his cereal right outside the art room door.
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This was the first time Red's mother bothered to come from work to the school for Red because he was feeling sick. She wasn't happy about it, since the nurse strongly encouraged that he should be taken home to rest. Red was glad to be going home, to get away from that wrenched school. The only reason he bothers to go is for Blue. He snuck in a small apology text to Blue for leaving school early and promising to give him many hugs and kisses tomorrow morning.
Strangely enough, once Red was dropped off at home by his mom, his phone started vibrating in his pocket, then came a certain ringtone. It was Blue calling.
"B-Blue?" he spoke cautiously.
"Why did you go home?" His boyfriend quickly questioned him without properly answering Red's.
He sighed and plopped down at the edge of his bed. "I..sorta threw up right outside my first period class." He giggled nervously, not meaning to make it sound so terrible. "But my mother's heart wasn't as cold as it usually is so she took me home...and I'm here all alone."
"...Sexy." came the smug reply. Red smiled shyly and looked down at his feet, but then shot his head up with a quizzical look. "Wait! ...How are you on your phone? Are you in class, mister?"
"Nah," Blue replied nonchalantly, "I saw your text message so I sneaked out to the bathroom but now I'm in the locker room..."
Red didn't bother to ask why...but he remembered what occurred in art class today with the other students and he bit his lip nervously. "Blue...I think there's another rumor going around."
Blue scoffed. "Yeah? How bad is it this time? And is it even true?"
Red shook his head even though Blue couldn't see and fiddled with the strings of the pajama pants that he slipped on.
"U-um..."he started uneasily, too embarrassed to tell his own boyfriend. "It's..embarrassing though."
"C'mon," Blue boasted, smiling over the phone, "Tell me."
Red stopped. He closed his eyes. He hung his head low and mumbled,
"That I'm sleeping around with people..."
"...But you're sleeping with me?"
"Blue!" Red cried in exasperation, suddenly feeling stressed and frustrated. "You don't understand! Just today, two seniors in my art class asked 'How much I paid'! They asked me for blowjobs!"
"They fucking WHAT?!"
He cringed at the booming voice and cowered back. "P-please don't curse Blue..."
"How-Why would they do that!? Those sick bastards I'LL KICK THEIR ASSES!"
Red signed and laid back on his best, free hand resting lightly on his stomach. "I-I...think I have an idea who started it..."
"...Don't tell me," Blue grumbled with a hint of strong distaste, "that gross cowgirl?"
"Mhm.." Red closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath to calm his nerves from overreacting. It's no big deal. Everyone knows that the athletic girls love attention and would give anything to make anybody feel lower than they are. But they are also popular...and talk to everyone. That's how the jocks found out about the rumor and approached Red on it. This lie probably spread faster than the one that was actually true. Could he stay home for the rest of the school year?
"Blue, please...tell me if everyone is talking about it...like the boys in your gym class and football team..please?" he begged quietly, a high hope raising in his tone.
There came a tired sigh over the phone. "Yeah I will. For you." Red smiled sweetly and Blue sensed it. "But you owe me you know...I am alone right now-"
"No." Red frowned, cutting off Blue before he could even say his whole idea.
Blue groaned. "Please? Just moan a bit."
"Nope."
"At least breathe into the phone?"
"Good bye, Blue."
"NO!"
The line went dead, Red pressed the end button with a wide grin on his face. Seconds later he got a text from Blue: "...i love u"
Red's smile softened and see quickly typed back and sent the message. "another time. 3"
He couldn't see, but he sensed that at that moment, Blue was doing the biggest fist pump.
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The next day, Red was picked up by Blue. He had woken up that morning and threw up before eating breakfast, but his mother did not feel any sympathy and ordered him to go to school. She was partially right after all; he needed to go to school to receive the credits he needs to graduate.
Blue parked right outside Red's house, leaning up against the driver's door as he waited for his boyfriend to come out. His blonde hair a typical combed mess and button down shirt with jean thrown carelessly on. When he saw the smaller boy slip out the front door, he grinned happily. They greeted each other with a big hug, Blue lifting Red off the ground as he let out a squeak. Red's mother had peeked through the window shades, sending them a cold grimace when they both hugged and climbed into Blue's truck together.
The two entered the school together. Even after a month, people still looked in their direction; Blue didn't care, but Red was mentally cowering away from them, his stomach doing back flips while yelling at Red that he wants to do nothing more than to go home.
They were headed towards Blue's locker, ironically being in the less populated area of the school for some long awaited alone time when the principle of the school was standing in the archway leading into that hallway. He had his hands folded in front of him, clipboard clutched. The couple walked in his line of sight and he quickly approached them.
"Excuse me, Red and Blue, may I, uh, have a word with you in my office?"
The color drained from Red's face, immediately terrified of the situation. If this had anything to do with that rumor, he swore he was never coming here again. He squeezed Blue's hand as he tried to stutter an answer.
"O-of c..yes, Sir."
Red looked up at Blue, he eyes narrow and expression unimpressed. He only nodded, tugging Red's hand for him to turn around until they were both trailing behind the principle down the main hallway to his offices. Whispers and mumbled slurs arose from the tough crowd. Blue ignored the on lookers once more, but poor Red was slowly crumbling.
Entering the office, all outside noises were blocked out and all that could be heard was the droning sound of the ceiling lights and the ticking of the wall clock. Blue and Red took a seat out of the three velvet chairs that faced the principle's desk, their hands never untangling.
The tall man took his place behind his desk. He took off his glasses. He folded his hands properly and took turns looking at them.
"I hope you two are aware of...a certain rumor that's been spread around."
Red's facial changed from frightened to distress was obvious enough that the principle had to take the approach more carefully. "Er, and it HAS caught the attention of myself and most of the faculty."
Blue's sharp stare remained, screwing his eyes on the principle with such distaste. "Yeah, we know. And it's not fucking true."
The principle blinked and Red smacked Blue lightly in the bicep, looking mortified. "Blue!" he hushed. "Watch your language!"
"Please," the principle muttered, "As long as I know from you guys that it's indeed NOT true, then the school board will have no reason to penalize your job."
Red closed his eyes, taking a shaky breath. "Yes, I know my-" His eyes shot open, an eyebrow raised. "W-wait...did you say 'my job'?"
Blue had the same clueless look as he exchanged a glance with his boyfriend and the principle shifted in his seat. "Yes, the rumor that said you worked as a prostitute on the streets...?"
His heart dropped to his stomach. Red was bewildered and was beginning to get frustrated. "Hold on! The rumor we heard was completely different!"
Now it was the principle's turn to look surprised. "Oh? What was it?"
Blue was at the edge of his chair, furious. "Some bitch started a rumor that he was giving hand jobs and blowjobs to kids in the school; there was nothing of him working on the damn streets!"
This was a sudden turn of events as the principle leaned back in his chair, running his fingers through his thin chestnut hair. "Hm. It's like a game of telephone. What one person says can be twisted into a completely different story through the mouths of those who heard."
"Can't you do anything about it?!" Blue was practically yelling in the small office, getting aggravated by how little the principle was dealing with this. "Can't you send out a notice? Suspend the girl who started all the lies? Something?!"
Red had buried his face in his hands at the point, using anything he could to keep from crying.
"I can't do this." He whispered under his breath. He could barely hear the warning bell to get to class ring over Blue's screaming.
"I promise you two," the principle got up from his seat and walked towards the door, "this will be handled in an orderly and calm manner. As long as we know its all a lie, you two will be fine. You should hurry up to class now."
He held the door open for the couple and closed it the second the stepped out. Red's bottom lip was trembling and his whole body felt weak. His mind was hazy and his heart was in pain. He felt as if he should be immune to these feelings by now, but expected to it would take time over the course of the next 8 months.
"Hey," Blue shook his clasped hand, waking him out of his trance. "Sorry for, uh...yelling. I know you don't like when I do that. I was just pissed, that's all."
His thought to apologize tugged a smile to Red's lips, drowsily nodding his head. "I know, Blue...I know you just want to protect me...right now I can't even go a day without crying...I feel so childish."
Blue nudged his side playfully. "Yeah but what else do you expect? We're surrounded by assholes. We can only help each other...and maybe Green and Shadow and Vio, but we hardly see them."
Red kept on nodding as he watched his feet take little steps up the staircase to first period. "I just want to stay home...stay home for the rest of my life and love my baby."
"I want that to..." Blue sighed and stopped in front of the art room door. "We just need to stay close to each other, alright? I won't let anybody hurt you, I swear."
His words touched his heart, but Red forgot how to smile. "I'm already so hurt.." he choked out, his sapphire eyes filling with tears, knowing what he said would actually affect Blue and he immediately regretted that.
He did look taken back but shook it off and pressed his forehead to Red's. "I promise...I will never leave you. I will always love you and be by your side. We can do this, Red, you just gotta be a little bit stronger!"
Red sniffled and looked to the ground but Blue cupped his hands to his rosy cheeks and forced him to look up.
"Promise me, Red...you gotta be stronger. Understand?"
That was more like a command than a question, but even if it was a question, Blue would press on until Red would say yes. His eyes fluttered closed, a few tears left in the corners of his eyes dropped down to their feet.
"P-promise."
A soft kissed placed itself on Red's forehead.
"I love you..."
"...I love you too."
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The weekend was finally here and Red slept in real late. Yes, being shook awake by his mother at 9 in the morning wasn't the ideal start of his weekend, but anything complaining would be rewarded with scolding. And Red know how his mother forgets to be nice.
"Rise and shine." she said in the least enthusiastic tone, throwing his covers off and waltzing over his window to let the sun shine through. "We have the doctor today."
Red groaned and stuffed his weary face into the pillow, forgetting that he had to go somewhere today.
The doctors?
He slowly lifted his head, the tiniest smile gracing his lips.
He was getting his first ultrasound.
His mother dumped a pair of clean clothes on him and rushed him downstairs where breakfast was already made. Shoving him in the passenger seat, she pulled out of their driveway in her brand new car and sped down the street, autumn leaves whirling around in the dust of the wheels.
Blue was hanging out in front of his "house"; he and his father technically live in the basement part of the house that they're buying out from the family who owns the house. The house itself wasn't in good shape, a few shingles missing here and there, cracks and bumps exposed in the driveway, and a ripped screen door. He sat on the hood of the truck he shared with his dad before squinting his eyes to see the pure white car roll up in front, the angelic face of his boyfriend flashing him a smile when the car stopped.
"Good morning~" Red cooed out his window as Blue approached the car.
He smirked and leaned forward, expecting to kiss him good morning before-
"Back seat." Red's mother snapped, tapping her wrist watch impatiently and glaring at her son's lover.
Blue, use to this type of behavior from Red's sour mother, simply smiled politely and nodded his head. "And good morning to you too, Mrs. Red~ Impolite of me not to ask if you wanted a good morning kiss too?"
Her response was the click of the car doors unlocking.
Red was giggling at Blue's friendly teasing, but immediately stopped when he saw his mother was none too keen of sarcastic flirty jokes.
She stepped on the gas and they drove off onto the highway, spending a good 10 minutes listening to the cars speeding by the windows and the tires going over sewers holes in the road. Red squirmed, a bit uncomfortable about the awkward tension between them. He tried to think of something to talk about, maybe a topic they could all agree on.
He turned to his mother as he softly began. "D-did you know Green told me that Vio was going to the local hospital to shadow the nurses and doctors there before college?" He looked behind his seat to face Blue. "Isn't that exciting?"
Red's mother smiled fondly, nodding her approval. "Very nice. He deserves it. That young man has worked hard to get where he is now."
Blue's answer, however, differed from Mrs. Red, which made her glower as she watched the road. "What a nerd. It's great and all but being a doctor is so boring. Do something more exciting!" He picked up his feet and placed them up on the other seats, Red's mother eying him carefully through the rear view mirror.
"Well," she began, clearing her throat before continuing, "A doctor's duty is a pretty hectic one, Blue. You have many patients to tend to, surgeries you need to concentrate and prepare for, and the life of others in your hands." She lectured him like she was talking to an elementary school student who was doing a report on doctors; very childish.
Red glanced down at his folded hands on his lap, cringing at the silence that followed his mom's speech. He needed another topic.
"Um, Shadow's band is playing at the beach next weekend...Green was telling me Shadow was trying to convince him to do background vocals!" He stopped and turned his head back around to look at Blue. "Blue, could you imagine Green singing?" he ended it off laughing, Blue's smug smile appearing. "Yeah; he sucked at the middle school talent show and he'll suck now."
"At least Shadow and Green are doing something with their time." Red's mother quickly retorted. "It may not be wisely spent, but they are making money and entertaining others instead of staying home everyday, without a job, or any real interest besides playing sports." Her eyes quickly darted towards the rear view mirror and she furrowed her eyebrows angrily. Red didn't need to look at his boyfriend to know that he would be comically mimicking her mouth movements as she talked.
When he was caught, Blue forced a fake, enthusiastic smile. "Well said Mrs. Red! Couldn't have said it better myself!"
Red began to laugh again until he overheard his mother's uttering under her breath.
"Lousy idiot."
She turned the steering wheel and they entered the doctor's parking lot.
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Red happily placed himself on the bed in the small room, looking around at the unfamiliar equipment he wouldn't see in a normal office. His mother took the one and only, seat closest to her son, leaving Blue awkwardly standing beside her, hands shoved in his pocket and casually scanning the room.
A short stubby woman slipped inside the room after 5 minutes of the three waiting, smiling wide at her patients. "Hi you guys! I'm doctor Gregory."
Red's mother faked a smile and nodded her hello while Red timidly smiled, and Blue just stood there.
Their doctor was rather cheery, every word she said with such enthusiasm and jeer; it certainly made Red feel much more comfortable about the visit. Unfortunately, the doctor's upbeat spirit didn't rub off to well on his mom, but Blue managed a smile or chuckle.
The large woman flopped her folder on her mini desk, digging out some paperwork. She handed them to Red, who got them stolen by his mother in a quick snatch before he could read the title of the first piece.
"I'll just need you to fill all those out while I take his blood sample~"
Mrs. Red concentrated on the series of questions on the stack of papers, scribbling down her answers and double checking to see if they were correct. Red got a little skirmish when the doctor took out the needle and quickly motioned Blue over for his hand to squeeze, which Blue took delightfully. Neither of them noticed Red's mother eying their intertwined fingers.
Over the next few minutes Dr. Gregory sat in her spinning chair, asking Red about his_ and by the time they finished up, his mother handed the paperwork over.
"Excellent!" the chubby doctor praised happily, clicking her pen closed and spinning around to face Red on the bed. "You said you were around 8 weeks in, correct?" Red nodded and she continued carefully. "Well; we can do a scan now, but you won't see much. The baby is about the size of a peanut, but it could be a good opportunity to check up on its heart beat. If not and time is a factor, we can make another appointment in two weeks, the same day and time."
Red and his mother shared a glance; Red was more concerned about his loss of sleep time on a Saturday than his mother, who didn't want to spend the extra money.
"We can do it today, if he wants to." She gestured to her son.
Red sank in his seat, looking bashful and nervous, his boyfriend nudging him in the arm for encouragement. "Y-yes please...I want to see it."
The doctor smiled in response. "Wonderful. Just give me a few minutes to set up and we can begin."
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The room was quiet, the machines the doctor turned on were making soft noises that didn't disturb them. Red laid next to a computer, head resting on a fluffy pillow, his shirt pulled up over his slight bump, and pants tugged down just below his pelvis. He giggled when he caught Blue's wondering eyes that quickly darted away in embarrassment. His mother looked none too happy.
Dr. Gregory, after some typing into the machine, took the wand connected to the computer, and applying some of the warm gel, gently placed it on top of Red's stomach. (1)
"I'm so nervous," Red's voice trembled, "a-and I don't know why."
The doctor smiled reassuringly. "There is nothing to be afraid of. We'll just look at the baby and take a few measurements, okay?"
Blue was quicker than Red's mother this time, because he was holding his boyfriend's hand and standing beside the bed, although looking genuinely confused about the procedure. Red's mother took her spot against the wall facing the three, legs crossed, arms crossed, and brows furrowed.
"Here we go." A grinned spread across the doctor's lips once her eyes met the screen of the monitor.
A mesh of black and whites and grays appeared, shaking slightly as the doctor's hand moved around Red's stomach. Red's wide eyes scanned the screen, his eagerness was rising just waiting to see his baby. "Where..."
"There," the doctor lifted a gloved finger and pointed to an almost microscopic peanut shaped figure amiss the other confluent values. It was tiny, barely noticeable; Blue had to lean forward and squint his eyes to make out the shape. Red propped himself up on his elbows, mouth slightly parted in awe as he just stared.
"That's it?" It was a mix of a question and a statement, he wasn't really sure he believe that small shape on the computer screen was really in his stomach right now. "It's...so small, so so small..."
His mother had gotten up from her seat and looked over Blue's shoulder so she could see it. "That's it...it's only a few weeks old, Red."
Red was panicking a little- he heard from his mother and other sources that the first ultrasound was the moment they began to feel like a proud parent-but he didn't feel anything but confusion and a bit conflicted. He had a hard time believing what he was seeing.
He was relieved when Blue wasn't the only one who felt that way, or didn't mind to speak out. "That's impossible, I don't see how that thing is a child!"
Dr. Gregory smiled softly, turning around to do some more arrangements on the machine. "Hold on one quick second~"
The was a pulsating sound echoing in the secluded room. It was muffled, and irregular, but it caused Blue to stiffen and Red to gasp, the little strength in his arms trying to keep him hoisted up. He watched the screen and listened to the rhythmic thumping. He saw the little peanut shift.
"Perfect heartbeat." The doctor beamed at them.
Red's mother stepped back with a hand planted on her chest, sighing contently as she listened to her grandchild's heartbeat through the room.
"Whoa," Blue mumbled as his eyes never left the screen.
The beating touched Red's heart. Tears filled up in the rims of his eyes, grasping Blue's hand securely to pull himself up and closer to the monitor.
"My baby...our baby."
Blue finally looked at Red's stomach, then back at the screen. "That little thing is inside you right now!" He sounded so astonished, as if he had just concluded that thought now.
Red lowered himself back down after the doctor did the measurements and heart rate and came up with the due date.
"Your baby seems very healthy and happy so far in your tummy~" She laughed and handed his mother a screen shot of the ultrasound. "Your due date is estimated to be around the very end of May. It will be more clear as the months go on."
"Thank you so much, doctor." Red's mother shook the woman's hand while Blue helped Red sit up on the bed and adjust his clothes. He noticed the glaze over his boyfriend's sapphire eyes, almost like he was troubled and was pondering hard about something.
"Red?" Blue shook his shoulder to snap him out of his trance, and saw Red look back at him, eyes shimmering with tears.
"We're going to be parents."
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Red's mother insisted on holding onto the ultrasound photograph, but Red stole it back, keeping it in a safe place where it wouldn't be touched, but not forgotten. Red had his parent moment when he listened to his baby's heartbeat and saw it move. It had only dawned upon to him then-what is he going to do about school? Will be able to graduate? Can he go to college? How will he and Blue ever start a family? Where will they get the money? When will he get a job if he can get one?
These were questions that were driving Red insane that night and kept him up for many hours. It was Halloween when he woke up, wincing at the nostalgic times on Halloween when a group of his friends actually celebrated, got candy and had a party. A hesitant smirk rose from Red's lips when he remembered the very, ahem, sensual costume he secretly bought just for Blue without his mom or his friends knowing. Although they didn't do much that night, all Red could remember was the intense make out session him and his boyfriend had for most of Green's hosted party-he felt bad for hiding out in Green's parent's bedroom.
But what will happen this year?
Knowing his protective mother, he knew he wouldn't be allowed out with all the other teens and their "beer and drugs", according to her. Ironically, the school had set up their pep rally that same day, so Blue would be out partying with friends anyway. Maybe Red could be a bad movie or two to watch by himself while eating leftover trick-or-treat candy.
As he and Blue drove up to school that morning, he noticed certain groups of kids wearing matching colored outfits. At their school, each grade is given a color to wear and to decorate their hallway in. This year it was: Freshmen blue, sophomore red, junior yellow, and senior green. Red never participated because Blue would never allow him to get caught up in that "drama bullshit", but Blue had to since he was representing the school in their football team. Red didn't mind though. He wore red everyday.
Blue only escorted Red to his first period class and wasn't seen for the rest of the day, for he and the other athletes and cheerleaders were preparing for the afternoon. Period were cut short, so in no time it was time to start the noisy, sweaty and rather boring pep rally.
Red came with his last period class and mingled over to the senior section of the gym, finding a small spot in the top corner, away from the clicks and gangs. He saw Malon waving her pom poms excitedly, giggling with the other short skirt girls. He ignored her and watched the principle go to the podium.
There was the notorious introduction, pledge to the three goddesses, and then the typical cheerleader cheer. After that, it was announcing the football team who were going to play tomorrow night. Red's head perked up and smiled hopefully once two cheerleaders grabbed the microphone and started introducing the numbers of the team.
"13! 54! 42!"
Red bit his lip and watched a row of bulky seniors, skinny freshmen, tattooed sophomores and large juniors barrel their way into the gym from the locker room.
"38! 9! 26!"
The members kept on coming, but no sign of built boy with a mess of blonde hair in the crowd.
"67! 21! 10!"
Red frowned and stood up to get a better few. Blue never came out.
"And that's this year's football team! ROUND OF APPLAUSE!" the skimpy cheerleaders screamed into the microphone and the entire gymnasium erupted in claps stomps and shouts.
Red was the only one among the wild crowd who sat down in his seat, look down and whip out his phone. His thumbs flew across the keypad.
'where are you?'
He looked up one more time to see the football team sitting down to await the next sports team called.
His phone vibrated within seconds from Blue.
'lockerroom'
Ignoring the glares and vicious shoves he got when scooting down the steps of the bleachers, Red timidly apologized to his classmates and sneaked out of the back doors, checking to see if any teachers were watching.
He approached the boy's locker room, not a single student was roaming the halls. All the noise illuminating from the gym could be heard outside.
There was a loud bang that came past the locker room doors. A few seconds of silence then a repeated slamming of something hard against a locker caused Red's eyes to fly open in fear and run the rest of the way.
"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!"
Red stumbled in gasped, skidding to a sudden halt once the double doors closed behind him.
His Blue was prowling around, storming around in a circle; his shoulders were hunched, fists clenched so tight with his knuckles red from pounding them into the lockers. His hair was pulled and frizzed. Red barely caught a glimpse of Blue's furious eyes before he took a fiercely deep breath and gripping the straps of his football helmet, sent it soaring towards another locker, letting it erupting into another bang that made Red jump.
"Blue?" Red held out a hesitant hand, approaching Blue in quick steps but slowed down as he got close.
The growling boy spun to face his boyfriend, cheeks a burning scarlet from his screaming and heavy panting.
"They kicked me off the fucking team!"
Red's body got cold and saw the raw confusion and anger wracking Blue that very moment. "I-I..who-why did they-?"
"SON OF A BITCH!" Blue's foot went flying at a bottom locker, leaving a dip into the shiny metal. Red knew Blue very well-when something terrible happened or someone very dear to Blue affects him in a negative way, he looses it. He goes from heavy breathing, to kicking, to thrashing about and cursing off the top of his lungs. Every time it happens, Red tries his best. He honestly scared for Blue and for he people around him. It pains Red to see the boy he loved be hurt, and hurt others.
Red wasn't sure where to place his hands or when to do it; but he managed to cup Blue's clenched jaw as he was pacing back and forth, pulling his face down towards his own and trying. He tried anything he could. Reassuring words, gentle actions, a simple kiss on the nose.
"Shh," Red closed his eyes and leaned up against Blue's forehead, tenderly kissing it, and resting his forehead on the kissed spot. He thread his fingers through a mop of golden hair that went askew in his tantrum, kneading his scalp, his temples, slowly massaging his neck as his hands wondered all over the tense areas. Blue was struggling at first, threatening Red to let go but shook under the kiss and breathed as he was massaged. His eyes fluttered closed and felt Red's warm mouth a couple inches away from his face. Soon enough, Blue felt limp, and he and Red stood forehead to forehead in an aroma of comfortable peace.
"I'm sorry you're angry," Red whispered, "but it will be alright. Everything turns out alright. We have each other, and that's all that matters. Calm down, count to ten and look at me."
He cracked open an eye to see Blue's silently mouthing the numbers and pause at ten, navy orbs shining back at his. That fury evaporated from his eyes, his tantrum was over.
"I'm sorry." He nuzzled his cheek to Red's cheek and bowed his head into the crook of his lover's neck. "I'm an idiot..."
Red shook his head gently but kept their contact close. "Don't be, you don't deserve this..." Red paused. He opened his mouth, stopped, then gazed up at Blue.
"This wouldn't...have anything to do with..m-me, would it..?"
He was hoping for Blue to jump in and deny it, to even scowl at the idea-but the bitter look reflected in his face when he stared off to the side, afraid to look at his boyfriend. "I wouldn't be surprised if it did. The coaches are selfish bastards and don't want anybody givin' them a bad name. Guess I did that."
Red tried to be strong, like Blue asked him to be, but shaky intake forced Blue took pull back. "It's all my fa-fault. They-y should...shouldn't punish you."
"Shh," Blue gripped the back of Red's head and pushed his delicate head into his chest. "Shut up. Don't say that. Never say that...we don't need to do anything." Blue hesitated but Red felt the small shrug of his shoulders. "I don't need them. I can spend more time with you."
Although seeing Red more is perfect, forgetting about his hobby, his one after school activity, just like that, was going to be difficult. His love for football and all the other sports he practiced in his free time was as great as his loyalty to Red. Knowing it was because of him that Blue was giving up a part of him, he felt rotten, a tiny guilty nudge entering his stomach next to the baby.
"No, you love football..." Red winced at his weak reply, but was too frustrated with the situation, with himself, with the football team and their coaches...but it was his fault deep down, he knew it.
Blue squeezed his tiny body, inhaling his hair. "But I love you more."
His heart skipped a beat and he giggled. The tiniest words can make Red's day much better. "You're terrible...only if you're sure...it's not like you to go without a fight..not that I'm encouraging that."
Blue chuckled and shook his head. "Nah, I wouldn't want to get in any more trouble...we don't need that."
Something exciting happened in the gym because a roar of laughter and cheers erupted and echoed through the doors. Blue glared towards the source of the noise and pulled away from Red, tossed his helmet in the corner of supplies and began walking towards the back exit of the locker room.
"Well I'm out of here." He stopped and looked at Red, one hand on his hip and the other reaching in his shorts pocket to take out his car keys. "Wanna grab somethin' to eat or something?"
"Huh?" Red did a double take at the front double doors, looking troubled. "B-but the rally...? We'll be cutting!"
Blue scoffed and tossed his hand forward. "Screw them. I'm starving. The kid needs some extra chow too, right?"
Red smiled and laughed, trailing behind Blue and linking their hands together. "Of course~"
"And maybe later we can steal candy from kids?"
"Blue! We're not stealing! ...Though I could go for some chocolate."
(1)- im doing loads of research about pregnancy and what happens at certain weeks and all the doctor visits-its common for women to have an ultrasound at 10 weeks, but its usually done through the vagina instead of through the stomach-because the baby isnt that visible yet be seen with a wand...i only read that up after i got the scene in my head, so excuse me WHOOPS
Red doesnt have a vag anyway i mean theres the butthole
but
