Please don't notice. Please… no one notice that I'm a fucking weirdo. Matt thought skittishly as he pushed the shopping cart along just behind Mello. He'd offered to go grocery shopping with him because… well, no, that was a lie. It was more along the lines of: he didn't want to go at all, but the blonde brought up some good points and by the end he felt like it was pointless to stay home. Sure, Mello had just gone grocery shopping the day before and it was completely idiotic to go again, but he was already here now and it wouldn't do good to complain anymore. The only reason they were here now was because Mello found it amusing that the red head would be having cravings and thought that they should pick up some things that Matt liked so that he wouldn't complain later on, or something.
Matt sighed. He really didn't think it'd be that big of a deal. He didn't have to eat everything he craved, after all.
However, he might as well humor him and just go along with it. Besides, Mello'd brought up another good point. 'You should get out a little extra while you're not showing. Since you'll be inside almost 24/7 when you are.' Matt repeated in his head. It was a good point. Better than the food one, at least. Although, he never really went outside anyways, pregnant or not…
"So what sounds good to you?"
Matt heavily leaned forewords against the handlebar of the cart as he slowly walked through the aisles with Mello, looking at all of the shelves apathetically.
"You know what I want?" Matt asked, turning his gaze to the blonde. "I want some Whiskey, Mello. Whiskey and a cigarette. That is what I want right now." He raised a brow and just looked at the other, his words completely serious. He hadn't been able to smoke or drink in roughly three months.
Mello paused, then laughed a bit and ran a hand through his hair slowly, holding onto it a bit as he looked up at the ceiling with a sigh. "I know man. I'm sorry." He smiled and looked back down to the red head, hand still in his hair and a smirk on his lips. "Hey, maybe now you'll get rid of that beer belly, yeah?"
"I don't have a beer belly, fuck you." Matt laughed and stood up off of the cart for a moment, stretching and then looking around him at the foods on the aisles. After a moment, he brought the conversation back to the previous topic. "I know what food to get."
"Oh do you?"
"Yep. I was on this baby site earlier looking at common food cravings and a bunch of other shit and since we already have pickles, let's just get olives, pretzels, apples, cheese, peanut butter, eggs, bacon, and extra chocolate that you won't eat."
Mello paused upon hearing the list. Had Matt really memorized all of that? "You were looking at baby sites?"
"Hey, I don't know how to baby, Mello. I've been on like every goddamn pregnancy site there is." The red head stated, holding up his hands a bit in defense, breathing a laugh.
Mello laughed and looked down the aisle a bit, trying to see if any of the items on the list were nearby. "Well, I guess that's a good thing." He paused. "So we'll just get what you said and then if you have any other cravings I guess… I'll just pick them up for you."
"Sounds good."
Nearly a half an hour later, the two had made their way out of the grocery store and to Matt's car, where they were putting the few bags into the back seat. Afterwards, the red head plopped himself down into the driver's seat and buckled himself in, waiting for the blonde to do the same before starting the car. When he did so, though, his happiness immediately peaked almost to an all-time high.
"Oooooohh-!"
Mello quickly made an attempt to change the radio to the next song, but to no avail. His hand was smacked away by the excited red head. "Goddamnit."
"Nope, nope, nope I'm the driver Mello." Matt said with a wide grin, turning to volume dial up a bit as the song continued on and he pulled out of the parking space. He hadn't heard it in ages and it was a song that he'd always loved and the blonde had always disliked.
However, Matt didn't give two fucks about how much Mello disliked it. He funneled all of his enjoyment into his voice as he sang along to every word, making sure to grin over at Mello and sing to him at all the appropriate times. He'd make Mello enjoy it.
"She said fine, but- you're money's still miiine"
Mello just watched; his expression unimpressed.
"And if you really wanna see my head explode,
you will listen when I say no when I told you soooOOOO"
The red head took the time between words to drum on the steering wheel and shake his hair around, regardless of whether he was driving or not.
"and if you really wanna die-die-die, die-die-die
you will question me when I tell you whyyyYYYY"
Mello continued to watch, though his expression was beginning to turn into a soft smile. Sure, he didn't like the song much, but Matt's reaction to it was always amusing. So long as he didn't wreck the car, that is…
"…she said fine, but- you're heart's still miiiine.
Well she got upset and I said no-way,
She beat me blue, and then I turned gay-
She said fine, but- your money's still miiiiine."
As the red head continued to sing, Mello actually listened to the words for once. Though, before long, he concluded that the lyrics were almost ridiculous. However, that sheer fact alone almost made the entire scene a bit cuter.
He listened to him sing for a while longer, just waiting for it to finally be over so that they could finally listen to something more appealing. Appealing or… less scream and thrash, like what was going on right now.
"Hey Matt, stop at the gas station so I can grab—"
"YOU WILL LISTEN WHEN I SAY YEAH WHEN I TOLD YOU SOOOO"
Mello deadpanned as the overly excited gamer screamed the lyrics to the ceiling of the car. Yes… they were definitely going to die with him driving.
However, even though Matt had been singing and screaming to his heart's content, he'd listened to the blonde just fine and pulled into the lot of the next gas station they came across and parked the car. He casually turned to Mello afterwards and grinned broadly, his inner laughter nearly seeping out of his face.
The blonde raised a brow and smiled back at his counterpart. "Man, I didn't know fat kids could sing so loud."
Matt laughed and pushed on the steering wheel a bit, stretching out his back. "You learn something new everyday." He smiled and flipped his bangs from his face. "What did you want at the gas station?"
Mello smiled in return and undid his seatbelt, opening the car door afterwards and stepping a foot outside onto the pavement. "I just wanted to get a Polar Pop."
"Oh hey can you get me one too?"
"Oh hey you can come in and get one with me." Mello retorted as he stood up out of the car with a grin.
"No I can't Mello, I don't have legs." Matt said, one hand holding the steering wheel while the other arm rest over the back of the passenger's seat, his body dipped over slightly so he could see Mello through the open passenger's side door.
The blonde breathed a laugh and rolled his eyes, smiling. "Fine. Be back in a sec."
"Disabled all around the world appreciate your kindness Mello." Matt called after him; watching him go in the rear-view mirror for a moment before turning his attention to his radio once again. There was this dial… that said 'BASS' on it. He'd been meaning to play with it for a while but… he'd just never gotten around to it. Or well, hadn't been in his car enough to remember it.
This CD definitely isn't a good one to test my car's bass on… He thought as he ejected the CD and pulled up the armrest between the two seats. He put the CD back in its case and then searched through the other CDs to find a more suitable one. Once he'd found what he was looking for, he popped it into the player and turned up the volume as well as the bass. Then… he waited.
When the bass hit, it hit like a truck.
I can hear the CD cases rattling… and my seat is vibrating. He thought, unable to hold back the grin from spreading across his face. Jesus, I should put woofers in here. Though, he decided against that idea, considering he hardly leaves the house and it'd just be a waste. However… he could put some in the house…
"Matt. I could hear your music from inside the gas station."
The red head looked over at Mello, who'd already sat down in the passenger's seat and situated the unnecessarily large Styrofoam cups into the cup-holders.
"Dat bass." Matt stated simply, then laughed.
"Drive us home, faggot."
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Mello closed his eyes and sighed out slowly as the hot water rained down his nude body from the shower-head above him. He had a secret. Could he call it a secret? It was something he knew that Matt didn't… yet. It's not that he wasn't going to tell Matt eventually, he just… didn't know how to go about it. The gamer wasn't going to be happy.
"Sorry Mello I gotta piss again."
The blonde jumped, nearly falling down due to the suddenness of Matt's entry and the loud bang that the door made as it hit the wall.
"Fucking… shit Matt. Maybe you shouldn't drink your goddamn soda so fast and you wouldn't be getting up to piss every ten seconds."
Matt disregarded the statement and undid his pants over the toilet. "Hey. I can't just not drink that Polar Pop. Besides, this baby makes me piss bucket-loads."
The blonde breathed a laugh and continued to lather his hair, his eyes closed again due to the relaxing sensation of the water beating down on his back. What Matt said was true. All the extra hormones and fluids due to being pregnant made him need to use the bathroom almost twice as often as he did prior.
"Don't flush the toile- GodDAMNIT you piece of shit."
"Sorry!" Matt yelled as he ran out of the room and back to his game, quickly sitting down on the edge of the couch and resuming his play.
Mello sighed and moved his body out of the stream of water until the temperature cooled back to normal, shampoo slowly trailing down his body until it was rinsed away. He finished up his washing and then stepped out of the shower, shut off the water and began drying himself off. Once he'd finished, he wrapped the damp towel around his waist and made his way out of the bathroom and into the living room, dropping down onto the sofa on the opposite side of Matt with a heavy sigh, his body spread out a bit and relaxed.
"Hey Matt." He began, bracing himself a bit before he finished the statement. "You have a doctor's appointment this weekend to get this baby shit worked out."
A bundle of nervous flutters hit Matt's chest like a rock. "Wh… what?" He asked, occasionally glancing back and fourth between his game and the blonde, trying to understand what was going on. "What do you mean? This weekend? What day is it now?"
"Wednesday."
"What the fuck Mello why do I have a doctor's appointment?" Baby doctor? Hell no. He did not want to deal with this.
"Because it's better to go now rather than when you're like seven months, man."
"Mello they're going to fucking prod me and ask me a bunch of weird questions and then I'll be all over the news and internet and everyone will be talking about me in their blogs and shit."
"No they won't."
"Yes they will Mello. Goddamnit." Matt turned to look at the other while he waited for his body to re-spawn on the game. "Remember that one guy who was pregnant? He was news for fucking ever. I don't want to be that guy."
The blonde ran a hand over his face and made a soft noise. "No, it'll be fine. I have been making a lot of calls and paid some guys money. You're going to see a doctor who works with the underground and the mafia and shit and he won't say a word about it. And hell, even if he does, he won't have your real name or your address and we'll kill him. So there's no reason to freak out."
Matt sighed and turned back to his game, staying quiet for a moment. That all was quite a good reason not to worry. Mello even had a fairly high rank in the mafia, so it'd be a good doctor too. He just… was nervous in general.
"They're going to think I'm weird."
"No they won't. He's the only one who will even see you or know about it." Mello paused. "And even if he did think it was weird, he's not allowed to say anything like that so it doesn't even matter."
Matt took another few moments to think, watching his character run around on the screen and kill other players. Regardless of how embarrassed he was of the situation… Mello was right. He would need to see a doctor eventually because he definitely doesn't have a vagina and that's usually something that's needed for child birth. Pregnant ladies usually only go to their baby doctor like once a month or two… or something… right? So it wouldn't be too bad… that's only like… four doctor visits or something in total. He could do that… probably.
"…Okay. Whatever, I'll go to the doctor's."
Mello smiled a bit and tapped his knee against the red head's shoulder. When the other looked up at him, he smiled more. "It'll be fine."
"I know I know. It'll be fine, whatever."
With a breath of a laugh, Mello stretched his arms upwards and arched his back, laying his head back a bit and sighing as his body relaxed. The doctor experience will definitely be interesting, he decided. Maybe he'd take Matt out to lunch afterwards or something—
"Ffffff— NO. Fucking no dsjhgfla—"
Mello had opened his eyes just in time to see the gamer flinch, pause, and then fling his controller out of his lap and hop up off of the couch in less than a second, looking confused and disgusted at the same time as he twitched and stripped off his shirt.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked, laughing a bit and regaining his own composure from having been startled by the initial loud outburst.
Matt could only make jumbles of sounds as he moved around a small area of the living room, looking almost as if he were trying to brush something off of his torso. "I just fucking…" he paused, standing motionless as he waited to see if it would happen again. It felt like something touched him… but… touched him inside. It had been so soft that he began to wonder if anything actually happened. At least until he felt it again.
"NO. No no fucking—what the fuck is that. Hhhrggheg"
He made a few more noises and put his arms slightly around himself, rubbing on his arms as he tried to come up with a reason behind the feelings. It wasn't like a weird digestion thing or… something. It almost felt like… like butterflies, but was closer to his ribs and just… felt different.
And then the realization hit him. The baby had moved. The baby had moved inside of him.
"Mello." He turned his attention to the confused blonde, still holding onto his arms. "It just moved."
"It moved?" Mello repeated, slightly turning his head in curiosity as he pieced together what Matt was actually talking about. "The baby did?"
"Yes." Matt inhaled deeply and stayed where he was, feeling absolutely disgusted. "The fetus touched my insides Mello and I felt it."
The blonde laughed and sat up a bit. "This is the first time you've ever felt it, I assume?"
"Mello it's really gross what the fuck do I do."
With another laugh, Mello shrugged. "Get used to it I guess. When you're huge it'll touch all your insides and I'll be able to feel it through you."
Matt visibly shivered and rubbed on his arms again, soon moving his hands onto his chest and then his stomach, pressing on it softly. "This is going to be awful."
Mello shifted his legs a bit and shrugged, the smile still on his face. "I'm sure soon enough you won't even notice it." He said reassuringly as he watched the red head rejoin him on the couch.
"I hope so…" Matt sighed, pausing for a moment afterwards and then leaning over to pick up his shirt from the floor and slip it back on. He probably wouldn't sleep that well tonight… he'd just be waiting to feel another flutter.
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I need to stop taking month-long breaks lol. It's depressing to come back and update and see that almost all of my readers are gone. xD However! It'll… be alright. :x
I sort of like this chapter, and I hope you all do too. The song that Matt was singing is "Explode Alamode" by Sass Dragons. You can find it on Spotify, but that's about the only place, lol.
Speaking of music! While I write Punch, I listen to Bayside about 95% of the time. So if you DO have Spotify, type in "Bayside FF" and you should get my playlist. If you want to listen to what I do, that is.
I'm lame, guys.