Like Birds of a Feather

Matt snorted, rolling his eyes at Brian. "You're shameless, Bri." Grabbing his own boxers, he bent to kiss his boyfriend's belly, before giving said boyfriend a kiss, too, hugging him from behind. Resting his chin on top of the guitarist's shoulder, he folded his arms around Brian's waist, his hands sitting on top of the guitarist's. "But I love you for it." Being in such close proximity to the man that carried his child, was doing crazy things to Matt's libido. Rolling his hips, he rubbed himself against Brian, kissing a trail along the top of his shoulder. "Are you sure we don't have time for a quickie?"

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Brian leant his head back against Matt's chest, closing his eyes. He tried to will himself not to get lost in the seductive roll of Matt's hips. Shaking his head he chuckled, "Unless you want Jimmy potentially joining in, no we don't." He smirked, reaching behind Matt to slap his ass. "Later baby." Brian promised, glad that he had a stamina to match Matt's otherwise he'd be exhausted all of the time. Slipping out of Matt's arms he grabbed his cologne and sprayed a bit on him before he held out his hand for Matt.

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"No fair." Matt pouted, giving Brian his best puppy dog eyes, but it was no good. Huffing, he took the hand of his boyfriend and let himself be lead down the stairs, grumbling under his breath the entire way. He perked up a little at the smell, and sight, of the breakfast that awaited him, licking his lips. Taking a seat next to Brian, he tucked in, moaning at the taste. "You better have just cock blocked me for a damn good reason, Sullivan!"

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Brian simply rolled his eyes and rubbed his belly, wanting soon to feel a kick or the baby move. He grabbed a stack of pancakes and some bacon, pouring maple syrup over the entire plate, ignoring the looks he was getting off his friends, "I'm pregnant, shut the fuck up." Brian murmured through a mouthful of bacon. Leaning against Matt's arm, he smiled up at his boyfriend.

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Jimmy put his cutlery down, announcing to the entire room that he was fit to burst. Undoing his pants, he leaned back against the chair and heaved out a sigh. "Brian, as your very best friend, I feel it is my duty to inform you that you sir, are gonna get fucking huge!"

The others snickered, not brave enough to laugh outright. Matt rolled his eyes, chancing a glance in Brian's direction, praying there wouldn't be waterworks.

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Brian's jaw locked and his eyes narrowed at his best friend, grabbing the closest thing to him, which just so happened to be a spoon, and he chucked it aiming for his head. "You're an asshole, Sullivan." He hissed, frowning down at his stomach. His hand ran over his shirt and his frown deepened. "You'll still love me, right Matt?"

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"Of course I will, you don't even need to ask." Glaring daggers at Jimmy, Matt pushed his chair back and got to his feet, thanking Suzy for the breakfast and holding his hand out for Brian to take. Helping the guitarist to stand, Matt wrapped his arms around his middle, rubbing his hand against Brian's barely there belly. "You're carrying my child," he mumbled into his boyfriend's ear, "I couldn't love you more if I tried." Not caring that he had an audience, he captured Brian's lips in a soft kiss, rubbing their noses together.

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Brian was sure that his cheek would be hurting now by the amount of times that Matt's made him smile in their relationship. With a grin as wide as his face would allow, he kissed Matt back, also not caring that his family and friends were watching. It was as if Brian and Matt were the only ones that were standing there. Ignoring Jimmy's maniacal clapping, Brian's arms wrapped around Matt's waist, bringing him closer.

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Matt snorted as Jimmy made loud, retching noises. "You two are so disgustingly sweet, it's making me nauseas!"

"So are you and Zack, but you don't catch me dry heaving," Matt chuckled, not noticing the look that was passed from rhythm to drummer. "Now that you've insulted me and mine, and eaten Brian out of house and home, was there a reason you got me out of bed so early?" Matt was still mildly annoyed that he still hadn't gotten any.

"Stop whining, Shadz, you can get laid any time. This album is not going to make itself!" Jumping to his feet, the lanky drummer started to talk, excitedly. "I have lots of ideas! About sex! And murder! And sex after murder!"

There was a collective groan among the group, they all knew what Jimmy's "ideas" were like.

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(Annnd, A Little Piece of Heaven is born )

Brian patted Matt's crotch before walking over to the kitchen with a smirk on his face, grabbing a bottle of water for himself. Taking a sip, he perked up as Jimmy began talking excitedly about his ideas, all he heard was sex; ignoring the murder, Brian hopped up onto the counter with difficultly. Fucking pregnancy. "Sex, you say?"

"Yes, Brian, sex. Fucking moron. You wanna write it with me?" Jimmy asked, suddenly appearing in front of Brian with a comical grin plastered on his face.

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Matt snorted, trust Brian to catch the sex part. Plonking himself down at the table, he nibbled on the bacon that the guitarist had left, absentmindedly rubbing his belly while he chewed.

"Dude, anyone would think you were the one that was pregnant, the way you're sat there, rubbing your belly like that." Zacky and Johnny snickered at each other, ducking as a bread roll came flying their way.

"It's common for the father to be to experience some of the symptoms of pregnancy, you know," Suzy chuckled as she came out of the kitchen, having been terrorised enough by Jimmy.

Matt's eyes widened. "It is?"

"Oh yeah, Papa experienced it all when I was pregnant with Mac. Sickness, back ache, swollen feet, the works." She smirked as Matt's face got paler and paler.

"Brian! If you make me sick, I'll kick your ass!"

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"It's only payback, baby. Your sperm did impregnate me after all." Brian smirked, sitting down on Matt's lap, his arms slipping around his boyfriend's shoulders. Snatching the bacon that was in Matt's grasp, he hummed as Matt placed his hand on his belly. The feeling of Matt's warm hand through his shirt was comforting.

"You two are going to make good parents, as strange as the circumstances are." Papa spoke up as he came into the kitchen, bumping his fist against Matt's shoulder. "Take care of them both, you hear Sanders?"

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"Yes sir!" Matt mock saluted, snickering at the middle finger that was shoved in his face. "Seriously, though, I'll take care of them. You know I will." He felt immensely protective of his little family, and proud, knowing that the love he and Brian shared, had helped to create a life. His mind boggled at that, knowing he had had a hand in create another life, another human being. He would love them both for all of eternity, that, he was sure of.

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Rolling his eyes at his father's antics, Brian leant his head on Matt's, pressing a soft kiss to his hair. He honest to god, couldn't believe that Matt was 100% on board with this baby; he'd made himself sick, once he knew about it, with worry that Matt would panic and ditch him. But, he hadn't and that's what made Brian love Matt more. Other than the fact that he agreed that they'll get married. He grabbed some more bacon, ignoring Jimmy's jabs in favour of scooting closer to Matt. "So Zack, how are you and Jim going?"

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Matt wrapped his arms tighter around Brian's middle, resting his hands against the barely there bump as he eavesdropped on the conversation. Grabbing a hash brown, he frowned as Zack turned pale, brushing his thumb against the guitarist's belly. "What's up, Zack?" Glancing in the direction of the kitchen, he found Jimmy and Johnny engaged in a lengthy conversation with Brian senior. "You know you can talk to us, right?"

Zack sighed, his shoulders slumping with the effort. "It's...I don't even know what it is, but we've just stopped having sex. He doesn't even come near me anymore. When I ask him, he just brushes it off like it's nothing. What the hell do I do, guys?"

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Brian frowned, looking over at Jimmy then back down at Zack. That was strange, even for Jimmy. That man was always sex driven, and now, it seems that he's lost that. "It could be because he wants to surprise you with something..." Brian said at the same time that Matt murmured, "talk to him."

Rolling his eyes, Brian adjusted his position on Matt's lap. "Jimmy loves sex. It's simple. You've got to seduce the fucker. I have no idea as to why he'd just stop... Did you and him have a fight or an argument?"

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Zack shook his head. "That's just it, everything else in our relationship is fine, perfect even. We cuddle, we kiss, we laugh and hang out like we usually do. But when it comes to getting it on, he just..does nothing. I'm starting to think it's me, maybe he doesn't want me anymore?"

Matt raised his brow in disbelief. "Doubt it, you can tell he does by the way he looks at you. There's gotta be more to it, want me to have a word?"

"Maybe...but just don't make out that I asked you to. Just like, casually drop it into the conversation?"

"I am the king of casual!" Brian snorted, Matt digging him in the ribs. "What? I can be casual!"

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Brian grumbled under his breath, arms folded over his chest. Muttering profanities and what not, he leant into Matt more, rolling his eyes as the larger man's arms came to wrap around him. "Matt's right, Zee... Plus, Matty is practically the king of resolving issues." He murmured, patting Matt gently on the chest.

"How the fuck did you two get the perfect relationship?" Zack questioned, quirking his lips up into a small smile. He wasn't jealous, just curious and Brian could now see that.

Smirking, Matt answered, "It's not entirely perfect, Zack.. Brian's gonna make me sick and gain sympathy weight!" Copping a jab to the stomach, Matt just chuckled, "I love you too, babe."

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Patting Zack re-assuredly on the shoulder, Matt kissed Brian soundly on the lips before heading out to the kitchen. He joined in the conversation the guys were having with Papa Gates, trying to act as casually as he could. Waiting for the perfect moment, he let his elbow against the counter and acted like he was interested in guitar amps, all the while wishing the others would just stop talking so he could grab the drummer.

What felt like hours had passed by and Jimmy signaled to Johnny for them to go outside to smoke, Matt grabbing the opportunity with both hands and asking the bassist to go see if Zack wanted one, too. Following the drummer out to the back yard, he practised a little speech in his head. "How's everything going with Zack?" Matt could have slapped himself, that was so far removed from subtle.

"Why? Has he said anything about us?" Jimmy jumped up onto a garden wall and pulled a packet of Marlboro reds out, offering one to Matt.

Declining the offer, Matt joined him, kicking his legs against the brick work. "No, just asking. Haven't seen you in a while."

"Hmm.." Jimmy's brows pinched together, eyes narrowing. "We're okay, I guess?" he shrugged, lighting his cigarette.

"You guess?" Matt wanted to shake the drummer for being so vague.

Sighing, Jimmy turned his body to face Matt, blowing out smoke out of his nostrils. "There's something that's been bugging me, but I just don't really know how to say it without pissing him off."

Matt was shocked that there actually was something wrong, thinking Zack had been over-thinking, again. "Well, what is it?"

Jimmy chewed on his lip, taking a long drag of his smoke. "What if I get him pregnant, too?"

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Matt grabbed his own lighter from his pocket and lit up, taking a huge drag from it. That made everything so much clearer now, of course Jimmy would be worried about that. Smiling softly, he nudged Jimmy's shoulder gently, "There's such things as condoms, Jim.. and, also if you talked to Zack about it I'm sure he'd be willing to go to a doctors to check out if he's like Brian. Chances are that he doesn't and the more that you don't talk to him, the more he's hurting." He told the older man, flicking off the ash from his cigarette.

Brian looked over at where Matt and Jimmy were, already hating the fact that he can't smoke or drink. He didn't know how he'd go with spending a whole 9 months without either two. But, since it was for the health of the baby, he was sedated enough to go along with it, as long as Matt didn't do either around him. Reaching over, Brian grabbed the rest of the pancakes from the plate and transferred them to his own. Smothering them in maple syrup and cream, he continued to dig in. Anxious for the moment when he could feel the baby kick within his womb.

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