DenNor MPREG: Circumstances 14

The next day, Lukas was on the treadmill. He hated to admit it but his mother was right; he was not getting exercise being home all day working and he was gaining weight. Yes, it was pregnancy weight but that was even more reason to stay healthy. The machine was a very new model with high tech accessories so he was able to watch some work presentations and stuff right there as he jogged. He didn’t run for long though and spent most of his day still working but at least a little run here and there broke up the monotony.
Mathias of course teased him about it. That went without saying but he also suffered the consequences of his teasing. This usually meant the withholding of intercourse, but even if he wasn't being disciplined, it was likely it'd still be withheld the way Lukas was feeling.
The changes to his body were uncomfortable to say the very least. Weight gain may have disturbed him considerably but it wasn't the only thing to plague him. His feet swelled up, his gravity shifted, his hair increased in production everywhere, his hips widened, his nausea intensified, and worst of all, acne broke out on his almost perpetually clear face. It was a tragedy. The last thing he felt was sexy in any way.
Mathias seemed to take it well but Lukas could tell that sexual deprivation was eating away at him. He seemed to ask a lot too and Lukas felt a little worse every time he had to turn him down.
Of course, he still wasn't the only one experiencing problems. Emil was consistently more evasive than ever and Lukas was starting to wonder if regret was the cause. He knew they needed to talk and the only way he knew how was to intervene before he went to school. One morning, he planned to get up early enough to be up before Emil and he made breakfast. He really hoped it was worth it because the mere scent of bacon so early in the morning triggered his nausea. When Emil did finally come out of his room, Lukas was sitting at the breakfast table with his phone out, trying to act like he hadn't just left the bathroom after bringing up the last night's dinner.
“…You made breakfast?” the teenager asked pulling out the chair in front of a plate.
Lukas nodded and set his device down. “For you.”
Emil eyed him suspiciously but sat down anyway. He looked at the single plate in front of him. “Nothing for you?”
“I already ate.”
“Right.”
Emil frowned and looked at the clock on the microwave. “I don’t really have time. I have to leave for school.”
Lukas pulled out the car keys and spun them around his finger.
Emil gritted his teeth. “I'm not getting out of this, am I?”
Lukas shook his head. “What's wrong? Why won’t you talk to me? Did I do something?”
“No, it’s nothing like that,” Emil said picking up a fork. “I just don’t want to talk about it, okay?”
“Not okay. Is it school? Are you having trouble in class?”
“No, school's fine… Don’t worry about me.”
“I'm your guardian whether you like it or not. It’s my job to worry about you,” Lukas said. “What is it? Is it Leon?”
Emil's eyebrows twitched and Lukas knew he got him.
“What'd he do?” Lukas asked reaching for his brother's hand.
Emil pulled it away. “Nothing… We broke up.”
Lukas sighed and crossed his arms on the table. “Ah… Break up. He clearly didn’t know what was good for him then.”
“I broke up with him.”
Lukas raised an eyebrow. “Why'd you do that?”
Emil gritted his teeth. “What do you mean ‘Why'? You never even liked him.”
Lukas rolled his eyes. “I know but I know you were happy with him.” The older brother sighed and sat back. “Is it because of the pregnancy?”
Emil looked down to his hands in his lap. “…I… I want to concentrate on school. A boyfriend is a distraction and I have a lot of work to do.”
“Hm.” Lukas rubbed his upper arms. “Smart. But is it really what you want to do?”
“Of course not but I have to prioritise…”
“I see…” Lukas picked up his phone again. “Do you think you'll see Leon again when school's out?”
“Maybe… I don’t know.”
“But then you'll have university to deal with. If you think you're busy now, you haven’t seen university life. Trust me.”
Emil shook his head. “Then I guess, no…”
“Really? You'll go four years without dating?”
“Lots of people do it.”
“But do you?”
“I don’t know!” Emil balled his hands and glared at his brother. “What do you want from me?!”
Lukas continued to look calm and collected. “I want to know what you want.”
“I want you to stop bothering me!” Emil growled getting up from his seat.
Lukas got up after him. “Is that what I am to you? A bother?”
“Most of the time, yeah!” Emil was headed to the door. “Leave me alone!”
“Fine! If you don’t want me to bother you, then you can take yourself to school!”
“I am! And I'll be late because of you!”
“Good! Don’t come back!”
“I won’t!”
The door slammed behind the teen so hard, it felt like the apartment shook. Somewhere, Fox hissed and ran off. As Lukas stood there, white knuckles gripping the table, Mathias appeared in the kitchen looking worried.
“Is everything okay?” he asked quietly, rubbing his eye.
“No. Just go back to bed,” Lukas said crossing his arms and holding his sides.
Mathias frowned. “Is it the baby?”
Lukas gritted his teeth. “The baby is fine. Go back to bed!”
Mathias furrowed his eyebrows. “Hej, you don’t need to yell at me just because I'm worried about you.”
Lukas paused for a second then took a deep breath. He lowered his voice. “You’re right. But this doesn’t concern you. Please go back to bed.”
Mathias rubbed his neck and started to turn away but he glanced back to Lukas. “Are you going to be alright?”
“Yes, I just need to breathe…”
“Are you coming back to bed?”
“No, I'm up now so I might as well start work.”
“Don’t overwork yourself.”
“I won’t. Goodnight.”
“Have a good morning.”
“I'll try…”