Aidan P.O.V
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of heaving in the bathroom. I jumped out of bed and rushed inside, kneeling behind Caleb and rubbing his quivering back. He turned to face me, giving me a small smile before turning back around and wiping his mouth with a tissue.
I sighed and picked him up, carrying him out of the bathroom and placing him on my bed. He leaned back and leaned his head on the headboard, a soft smile gracing his lips as his eyes followed me around the room.
"What are you doing?", he asked, watching as I went to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of old jogging bottoms along with a t-shirt, tossing them to him. "For me?", I nodded, and he stood up to slip them on. For myself, I picked out the first pair of blue jeans I could find and grabbed a dark grey turtle neck that was next to it. I hastily changed and walked to the door, pausing to turn around and ask my boyfriend a question.
"What do you want for breakfast? And what about snacks?", I question, amused watching him trying to tighten the jogging bottoms. He glanced up at me, staring into space as he thought for a few seconds.
"For breakfast, I'm kinda craving waffles and strawberries and for snacks... just something sweet, please Aidan!", he chirped before pulling out a book from my bookshelf and sitting back down on the bed.
"Alright, love. I'll be back soon, pick out something to watch,", I replied, blowing him a kiss and then leaving. I hopped in the elevator, pressed the button for the ground floor, and scrolled through my phone until it stopped. Walking out, I noticed all of my classmates gathered in the common room talking, but they quickly shut up when noticing my arrival. "What's going on?", I curiously say, walking to the kitchen cupboards as I do so.
"N-nothing, bro! Just chatting, right guys?", Riley stutters out, giving a thumbs up. They all agree, innocent looks plastered on their faces. I slowly nodded, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion as I turned around, grabbing the ingredients I needed to make waffles. "So how's Caleb?", Riley suddenly asked.
"He's good. Has some morning sickness so I think we're just gonna have a chill day in my dorm or something. You and Jordan wanna come?", I invite, knowing Caleb would probably like seeing his friend for a bit. He laughs, showing a bright smile.
"We're kinda busy right now, but we'll be free in maybe... an hour or two?", he suggests. I nod and give a slight smile, knowing this would cheer both Caleb and me up. All of a sudden, Riley's phone buzzed, making him jump before checking it. He stayed silent for a second before reacting.
"Shoot! I've gotta go meet up with Jordan, but I'll see you in a bit, bro!", he patted my shoulder before leaving the room. 'Well, that was weird...', I thought, but shrugged it off and started making the waffles.
Ten minutes later, I was walking back to my dorm, two plates on one arm, and two cups in the other hand, a bag of cookies in my mouth because of lack of hands. It was oddly quiet throughout the dorms, raising my suspicion further as to what everyone could be doing. Maybe they're busy? But they're never all busy at the same time.
'Ah well, never mind that. You've got some quality time with Caleb.', I reminded myself as I pushed the door to my dorm open with my foot. I stepped inside and nudged the light on, surprised when I saw a blanket fort in the middle of the room, Caleb sat on one side and watched the tv intently.
I chuckled and walked over to him, passing him a plate and a cup. He giggled, quickly taking the objects from my hands and scooting over, making more room for me. I lowered myself to the ground and put my own plates down, finally removing the cookie bag from my mouth so I could give Caleb a quick kiss.
"I'm back, baby. What are we watching today?", I say, passing him one of the plastic forks that I had in my room for occasions like this. He smiled and grabbed it, digging into his waffles.
"I put 'Stranger Things' on, Riley recommended it the other day!", he replied after he'd swallowed his waffle. "These are really good, definitely the sweetest thing I've ever tasted! Did you make these?", he added, taking another bite. I nodded shyly and took a bite of my own waffle, shocked I hadn't screwed them up this time.
I jumped when I felt a pair of lips meet my cheek, blushing a light pink but grabbing Caleb's face in my hands, kissing him back, this time on the lips. He gasped, allowing me to deepen the kiss, taking the plate from his hand and putting it down before pulling him closer to me.
He sank into it, running a hand through my hair and placing the other on my jaw to keep me close to him. My hands moved of their own accord, slithering up his t-shirt and caressing his lower back gently. His arms draped around my neck, pulling me down until our bodies were pressed against each other, Caleb underneath me.
I broke the kiss, moving down to his neck as my hand rested on his slightly bloated stomach. He let out a moan when I reached his sweet spot, his hand holding one of mine. I continued kissing his neck and rubbing his stomach, earning soft whispers of my name from his lips in pleasure.
Soon enough, his shirt had been slipped off, and I began planting soft kisses down his chest, only stopping when I reached his lower abdomen. I planted a kiss on each side of it before resting my head on his stomach and rubbing his sides.
"Hmmm... your papa says my waffles are sweet, but he's sweeter. I bet you two agree, right?", I cooed, a smile cracking onto my face. I looked up at my boyfriend and noticed his deeply flushed cheeks, making me chuckle before continuing my teasing.
I moved further down, testing his limits as my teeth got a grip on his boxers, tugging at them gently. The tips of his ears began turning red, and he quickly moved his hands to cover his face. I chuckled and unclenched my teeth, flipping us over so that Caleb was on top of me.
He yelped, placing his hands on my chest to keep himself up, but I pulled him back down and kissed his forehead. "What's the matter, my love? Flustered?", I kidded, my smile only growing when he nodded. I decided to stop teasing him and sat us up - him on my lap - and grabbing our plates.
He stared in confusion for a second before going, "Huh?", making me shove the plate into his small hands before handing him the fork once again. I nodded towards the plate, and he finally seemed to get the message as he began eating again. I nuzzled my nose into his neck, waiting for him to finish eating.
"Aren't you going to eat, babe?", he asked with a laugh, ruffling my hair. I nodded, moving my chin to rest on his shoulder and picking up my plate. He passed me a spare fork and I gladly accepted it, bringing a bit of the waffle to my mouth.
We finished breakfast quickly and then settled down to watch the show. He rested his back on a pile of pillows, and I rested my head on his lap, bringing my legs up slightly and turning to face his stomach. I watched as he smiled softly, fiddling with my hair as he refocused back on the show I had long forgotten about.
We sat like that for a while, and I eventually fell into a light sleep, only to be awoken by a certain two people barging into the room. I felt Caleb jump, not expecting visitors, and he rushed to grab his shirt. A shallow laugh could be heard from the doorway, and I lifted my head to find the source of it, my eyes eventually landing on Jordan.
"I take it you and Langston had some fun, aye, Caleb?", he joked, winking. Caleb flushed, waving his hands in front of his face.
"W-what?! No! Nope! Never!", he fumbled over his words.
"Ah yes, because the fairy godmother got you pregnant,", Jordan carried on, flustering him further.
"S-shush!"