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Micheal sat on the old comfy couch that sat in the middle of the living room, he had extra pillows supporting his aching back and it was doing wonders for him while focusing on trying to beat rich at Super Smash Bros. Sure he was heavily pregnant and exhausted from being sore and having the need to pee every few minutes but that wasn't going to let him beat rich at his own game.
The sound of Pikachu and Link hitting each other echoed around the room as well as the switch controller buttons being pressed rapidly, although someone seemed to be less focused on the game. Micheal had a feeling his oppent wasn't putting in his all so paused and placed his controller beside him since his belly was resting on his lap. Rich looked over, fear and concern in his eyes as he asked "you okay dude? Jeremy's nerdy offspring finally ready to come out?". Micheal rolled his eyes playfully "no not yet, and offspring? You're trying to make me mad aren't you?" He said with a playful tone, smiling comfortably. Rich didn't return it so Micheal scooted closer.
"Okay, I know you're worried". Rich looked shocked but put on his famous charm. "Me? Worried?? Psssfff, mell you must be seeing shit, I'm chill", he tried his hardest to be convincing but the pregnant man wasn't having it. He grabbed the shorter man's hand and held it, a warm red hue washed over rich's face and he scowled. "Ain't you and J man married?? This is pretty gay Micheal, even for you".
"Hush, I'm trying to calm you down so you aren't worrying so much", rich tried to argue he wasn't worrying but was cut off. "Rich everything is okay, I know you're scared and you want me to be okay but I promise, nothing going to happen". The dirty blonde took in the words and sighed "okay okay, I'll..try to stop worrying".
Micheal's face began to twist from a face of content to pain, he squeezed rich's hand and the short man started to panic a little "you okay?" "Yeah, just kinda- I'm sure it's nothing-" Micheal was stopped when a large surge of pain hit his abdomen. "Fuck-" the pain wasn't going away and Micheal tried to remain calm.
"Hey so..can you do be a solid, a real quick one, no biggie, call Jeremy for me". Rich grabbed his phone and dialed him quickly, Jeremy picked up and Micheal snatched the phone. "Hey babe- oh yeah yeah I'm fine, hey so um, I might be having contractions- yeah..oh yeah definitely- oh they hurt like a bitch, mustard or ketchup? Well-". Rich was pacing and biting his nails while Micheal talked, the phone call ending shortly.
"Well??" Rich exclaimed. "Jeremy's on his way, I think it might be time but don't worry everything will be okay, it's just contractions".
30 minutes past and Micheal only got worse, he was keeping it together as best as he could but his contractions grew more persistent and stronger. An hour in and Jeremy still wasn't there, rich was freaking out and biting his nails more "where is he?? Micheal do you think he got lost?? I know he's clumsy but-. "Watch it" Micheal growled before setting back onto the pillows. Rich mumbled an apology and went back to checking the windows and checking his phone.
Suddenly Micheal's phone dinged.
💕Hubby💕: Stuck at work :( boss won't let me leave but I'll be there as soon as I can!! Love you Mikey, you're so strong 💙 Don't forget your breathing baby
Micheal didn't respond.
"Jeremy's stuck at work" he told rich, "I'll drive you to the hospital then-" rich went to grab his keys
"No! I'm not going anywhere without my husband". Rich shook his head "Micheal you're having a baby, you need to go so they can help you". Rich was starting to notice micheal's eyes tearing up and the frustration start to bubble.
"I'm fine", rich crossed his arms "you're stubborn". After being flipped off by Micheal, rich left and came back with some towels. "So you don't get baby water on my couch" he said trying to lighten the mood a little. It worked since Micheal was laughing "fuck you! Stop it I'm gonna pee". He was laughing up until he felt something cold and wet dripping down his leg.
"FUCK!" Micheal shouted, Rich looked in horror "YOU PISSED ON THE FLOOR??". "THAT'S NOT PISS, YOU KNOW DAMN WELL IT'S NOT". Both men were freaking out and trying their best to process that Micheal was officially, going to have a baby on his former bully now best friend's couch.