Chapter Nineteen

Aidan P.O.V

A few days have passed since we met up with my dad, and it was now Wednesday, so we were at the training fields, running through basic drills again. Since Caleb was only two and a half months along, the teachers had agreed to let him continue with the less dangerous training exercises until he was around five months (much to his delight - he didn't want to miss too much), and then he'd be exempt from training completely.

Around halfway through the first exercise, Caleb's face drained of colour, and he quickly asked to be excused before running to the facility's bathrooms. Worried, I raised my hand and asked Mr Collins if I could follow him, which he easily agreed to, given our situation and how the pregnancy may be affecting him.

I rushed into the building, my legs carrying me through the many twisting and turning corridors until I reached the male bathrooms. Upon pushing the door open, my senses were overwhelmed with the smell of vomit. I picked up on what was going on, and pushed the door open, hurriedly finding the stall Caleb was in.

"Caleb? Babe? Are you alright in there?", I asked, knocking lightly on the door. Rather than a verbal response, I watched as the door slowly creaked open and a hand reached out, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling me into the cramped stall.

"Aidan...", he mumbled, clinging onto my sides and burying his face in my stomach. Sighing, I bent down to his level, allowing him to lean his full weight on me as I combed my hands through his wavy locks. "Shouldn't you still be training?", he finally asked.

"Don't worry about that. I asked if I could follow you, baby. You looked pale, so I had a feeling something was up,", I comforted the smaller boy, planting a soft kiss on his forehead and hugging him tighter. "Now, do you wanna go back to training or just sit the rest of it out? I'm sure Mr Collins and Coach will make an exception either way,".

"I guess I'll just carry on. I mean, I don't wanna be behind already, and I'd hate for you to feel like you have to sit out just because I am,", he replied, pulling away from our hug and using the sides of the stall to ease himself onto his feet before placing a freckled hand on his miniature bump.

I stood up too, placing a hand on top of his and bringing the other up to brush his hair from his eyes. Bending down, I connected our foreheads and looked into his hazel eyes. "Are you sure?", I breathed out, listening as his breath hitched and his face grew red.

"I'm sure,", he squeaked out, backing up against the wall in a flustered mess. Chuckling, I opened the stall door once again and brought him to my side, leading him out of the bathroom and back to the training grounds so that we could finish off our work for the day.

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A content sigh slipped from my lips as I flopped down onto my bed, disregarding the fact that I had yet to change out of my sweaty workout gear. At the end of the training, Mr Collins had made the class test out the newest combat moves - with the exception of Caleb who had to sit out - so the majority of us left feeling exhausted. A sudden giggle echoed from my doorway, making my head shot up in surprise and quickly identifying the surprise visitor as my boyfriend.

"Tired, babe?", he asked, closing the door and placing himself on the edge of my bed and placing a hand on my calf and rubbing it. I groaned in pleasure, feeling all of the tension in my legs release from a mere touch of his hand.

"Very tired. But can you give me a massage, please? That felt really good,", I spoke into my sheets. Humming in response, I felt his weight on the bed shift, and soon enough he had placed his weight on my lower back, facing away from me so that he could massage my legs.

His dainty hands hit all the right points of my legs, eventually moving to massage my back after he had turned around. Soon enough, he was planting soft kisses on the nape of my neck, hands grazing my sides gently. His kisses pleased me, leaving me wanting more of his touch.

"Caleb,", I moaned as he nipped at my neck lovingly. He stopped and climbed off of my back, allowing me to flip over, now facing him. I patted my lap with a smirk on my lips, signalling for him to sit on it. He complied, moving so that he was now straddling me. Placing my hands on his hips, I sat up, stealing hungry kisses from his lips as my hands slowly slid up his shirt and fiddled with his nipples.

He moaned into my mouth, sending vibrations through my whole body. Finally breaking the kiss, I tugged his shirt off, his hands soon fumbling to do the same with mine. I moved my focus to his neck, kissing all over and occasionally placing a peck on his lips. He ran his fingers through my hair, tugging at it as he struggled to contain himself.

"I thought you were tired,", he panted, already becoming hot and flustered under my touch. Laughing, I paused my movements and used a finger to lift his chin up before kissing his nose and staring into his eyes.

"Guess I changed my mind,", I whispered, beginning to remove his sweatpants. I pinned him to the bed, breathing in the sight below me. My eyes trailed from his lips to his stomach, gaze softening upon seeing his baby bump. To anyone other than our class, it would appear that he's just really bloated, but there was a very different meaning behind it to us.

"What?", he mumbled, bringing his arms up to cover himself. "Do I look bad? I knew I was getting fatter!", he wailed, eyes glossing over as he pushed me off of him and backed into the corner. Sighing, I moved over to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

"You're not fat, love. You're pregnant; there's a difference. You're carrying our children, and you'll always be beautiful to me, no matter how you look,", I assured, rubbing his upper arm. Sniffling, he buried his face into my shoulder, sitting on my lap and wrapping his legs tightly around my waist like a koala.

I chuckled, moving my hands to rub his lower back soothingly. "It's been a long day, huh? How about we just cuddle instead of doing anything too, uh, crazy,", I suggested, not bringing up what had happened mere moments before. He nodded, mumbling a thank you, and we settled down in my room, enjoying each other's company as we relaxed for the evening.