Like Birds of a Feather

Matt grabbed a hold of Brian's shoulders and forced the guitarist to look at him. "No, I do! Of course I do." Shaking his head, Matt sighed. "Forget I asked that, please? My stupid insecurities got in the way again." Casting his gaze towards the far wall of the bathroom, he wound his arms around Brian's shoulders, holding him tight. "Course I want to marry you," he mumbled, "I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

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Brian's arms wrapped around Matt's waist, hugging the other man just as tight. The feeling of elation quickly surfacing, causing tears to pool and drip over. He felt the same, wanting to never leave Matt's side. "I fucking love you, you ass." Brian joked, leaning his head up to kiss over the tattoo that was visible. "Baby or no, you're my forever." He murmured, pulling back so he could kiss Matt good and proper, pulling the singer closer to him.

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Matt went willingly, sighing into Brian's mouth, happy to be in his boyfriend's arms. Even if he did feel incredibly feminine at the feelings he was experiencing. Wrapping his arms around Brian's neck, he kissed back with vigour, pouring everything he felt into the kiss. He was quite content to stay sat on the bathroom floor - even though his ass was getting numb - wrapped up in Brian, forever. "Love you, too," he whispered against the guitarist's mouth as they pulled back for air, burying his face into Brian's pretty hair. "I love you a whole fucking lot."

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Brian grinned, climbing up onto Matt's lap, still keeping his arms firm around his waist, feeling the planes of muscle that made up his back. Never had he felt more protected, more loved than he does in his boyfriend's arms. "I love you so much I can't even begin to explain it. You're the best thing to ever happen to me, that and our baby of course." He chuckled softly, scooting closer to Matt. "You're amazing."

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Matt grinned, supporting Brian as much as he could from his position. Pulling the guitarist into him, he rested his chin at the junction between neck and shoulder, breathing in the other's scent. "I can't wait to be a father," he murmured, softly, pressing tender kisses to Brian's skin. "Our child will be the most loved, and cared for, I can't wait to experience it all." Remembering his boyfriend's earlier admittance, the gears started to turn in his mind, Matt coming up with the best idea.

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Brian chuckled, in love with the idea of Matt being a father already, he was meant for parenthood without a doubt. He was semi-paternal towards his sister, and he was a natural with babies as well as kids. "You'll be amazing, babe." Brian grinned, loving the kisses pressed to his skin. "I love you so much." He mumbled, raking his fingers through Matt's scalp, playing with the hair there.

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"As will you. Would you want to be called Mommy, or Daddy?" Matt had been giving it some thought, what the baby would call each of them. He quite liked the idea of their child calling Brian, mommy, but he knew the guitarist might have a few issues with that name. So he kept his thoughts to himself. "I love you, too, bub." He sighed into Brian's caress, his eyes fluttering as Brian played with his hair.

"As much as I love sitting here with you, my ass is going numb," he chuckled. "Shall we retire to the bedroom?" He put on a mock English accent, snickering at the roll of dark, chocolate eyes.

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Brian thought it over as they both got up carefully, his hand smoothing over the small, barely there bump. Rolling his eyes at Matt, Brian slipped his hand into his boyfriend's, entwining their fingers together. Checking that Mac was still sleeping as they passed, Brian turned to face Matt once they were in his room. Mumbling softly, Brian's hands ran over the singer's arms, "Mommy sounds like something I could get used too." He admitted, looking up into Matt's honey eyes, smiling widely at the press of large, warm hands on his belly.

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Matt grinned. "Yeah? I can definitely see you as a mommy." Shutting the door behind them, he dropped the towel around his waist and pulled back the covers of Brian's bed, climbing in. Holding them open, he tucked the thick duvet around Brian's body before snuggling up to the guitarist, spooning him. They needn't have bothered going shopping for new shit for his room, he was always in Brian's, anyway. Resting his hand against Brian's belly, protectively, he hummed softly. "Thought of any names, yet?"

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Brian nodded and scooted closer to Matt, resting his hands on top of the ones on his stomach. Resting his head against his comfy pillows, he had never felt more at home than when he was with Matt. It was surreal, knowing that the feeling was reciprocated. "I can see us with a girl, our gene pool would combine beautifully. But, if the baby was a girl, we could call her Olivia Beth and if we had a boy, we could call him Charlie." Brian spoke softly, smiling at the thought of a baby with Matt's dimples. "He or she has to have your genetic defect and be blessed with dimples."

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Matt snorted softly, burying his face into Brian's hair before coming up for air. "Dimples, maybe. I hope he or she has your cheekbones, and your eyes. You have beautiful eyes." Getting an idea, Matt shuffled down the bed and prompted Brian to roll over onto his back. Pulling the covers down, he smoothed his palms across Brian's barely there bump, bending to press a kiss to it. "Hey, little one. I'm your daddy. Did you hear what mommy chose for your name? Did you like them? I love them, and you, so much already. I can't wait to meet you, to hold you, to sing you to sleep. I just need you to do me a favour, though. Could you maybe, stop making mommy so sick? I'd really appreciate that." Placing one last kiss to the small bump, he looked up to see Brian crying. "What's wrong, baby?"

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Shaking his head from side to side, Brian grabbed at Matt's shoulders and gently pulled him up, wrapping his arms around the singer tightly. Happy tears fell down his cheeks as the love for Matt grew astronomically. "Nothing, you're just perfect." He managed to choke out, tightening his arms further. Pressing kisses everywhere that he could reach. "Our baby will adore their daddy." Brian murmured against Matt's shoulder.

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"Oh, baby. C'mere." Matt crawled up the bed and flopped onto his back, pulling a still emotional Brian into his arms. "Our baby will adore their mommy, too, ya know," he murmured, kissing the top of Brian's head. Combing his fingers through the guitarist's long hair, he sighed, smiling. Life was pretty damn perfect for him.

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Brian smiled and cuddled into Matt's embrace, rubbing the expanse of hard muscular chest gently as his eyes closed. Being lulled to sleep by Matt's hand rubbing circles into his stomach. "I love you, Matty." Brian mumbled sleepily, feeling both on top of the world and extremely tired.

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"Love you, too, beautiful," Matt whispered, chuckling when soft snores met his ears. He lay back and put his arm behind his head, watching Brian sleep on his chest for a moment, before staring up at the ceiling. Thinking back to the request the guitarist had made while they were in the bathroom, a plan slowly began to form in Matt's head, the singer grinning wide at the thought of Brian's reaction.

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Brian woke up the next day, pleased in the knowledge that he didn't wake up during the night to vomit his guts up. However, he was greeted with Jimmy's beaming face inches away from his own. "Mornin' lovebirds!" He sing-songed, causing a growl to rumble deep from within Matt's chest. "Rise and shine!"

"James, what the ever living shit?" Brian mumbled sleepily, rubbing at his eyes, picking away at the sleep that had encrusted at the corner of his eyes. Patting Matt's chest, he carefully sat up, trying not to expose their nakedness to Jimmy, Zacky and Johnny.

Matt huffed, thinking they would know by now that he hated being woken up - especially when Jimmy Sullivan was the one doing the waking up. "Jim, a little privacy please?" He wasn't in the mood to argue, and he certainly didn't have the energy to physically remove them all from Brian's bedroom, but if needs must.

"Okay, okay, don't get your panties in a bunch. We'll be downstairs, but no funny business! We do have ears." Ushering a snickering Zacky and Johnny out of the door, he shouted, in the only way he could. "Suzy, my dear! We'll have three of your top notch breakfasts, please!"

Rolling his eyes, Matt rolled over onto his side, grumbling under his breath. "Don't wanna moooove."

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Rubbing Matt's chest, Brian grinned, peppering kisses all over the singer's face before getting up, dancing out of reach of Matt's outstretched arms. "C'mon baby. Get your toned ass up." He chuckled, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and one of Matt's shirts. Running a brush through the mess that was his hair, he leant up against the wall, waiting for Matt to get up.

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"Toned ass, huh? Keep going," Matt chuckled, pushing the covers off his legs and sitting up with a groan. Stretching his arms above his head, he pushed his chest out, cracking his back and flopped back onto the bed with a sigh. Turning his head to the side, he bit back a snort at the look on Brian's face, his flushed cheeks and parted lips. "Are you checking me out, Mr Haner?"

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Brian was off in his own mind, consumed with the sight that is his naked boyfriend stretching that it took him a while to respond. "You bet your horsecock I am. You're extremely sexy, Mr Sanders." Brian replied dutifully, licking over his suddenly dry lips. "I'm the luckiest man ever," he sighed as Matt stood, bending over purposely to retrieve his boxers. He gave Matt a wink when the other looked over his shoulder at him, throwing a smouldering look his way.

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