Various bandom men in slash parings at lamaze classes.

sequel to asking to be born

The clock clicks over to midnight. A falling star, a particularly bright one, paints a shimmering arc on the dark sky outside the hotel window. Pete stares up at it and wishes, wishes hard - wild, crazy, ridiculous wishes that flare star-bright in his mind's eye as he hovers on the edge of sleep. Wishes for Patrick, for love, for promises of forever, the whole enchilada. He's drifting off now, all defenses down, leaving a trail of wishes behind him: house, dogs, white picket fence, names on the mailbox together, children.

Pete has a genetic abnormality that he takes pills for. One day he forgets his pills and ooops, gets pregnant!

Pete and Patrick, at the end of the world. A podfic of petewentz @ stumpalicious written by svmadelyn