Shopping is for two male lovers expecting a child

William held Mike's hand and tried to hide behind the guitarist as they walked into town. He didn't want anyone to see his stomach. He was blushing a little as they walked around. He had a smile on his face, and he was in a good mood.

Mike chuckled. "No need to hide, Bill. Think of this as the Pregnant Men Pride Parade." He looked at the windows of every store they passed. "Would you rather have large guys' clothes, or fitted pregnant women's clothes that look somewhat manly?"

"I'd rather have something that is fitted rather than baggy. There's going to be a point where those no use in hiding it anymore," he said as he looked at Mike. "We are going to get so many stares when we walk in and I try on clothes though," William laughed as he imagined what could happen.

"I'll tell them that my girlfriend is pregnant, and that I want to give her clothes as a gift, and that you're about her size so you have to try them on for her..." He paused. "Wow, that sucked, but at least I tried." He shrugged. Thankfully, he spotted a sign that read 'maternity wear' in the next few seconds. "Do we go there?"

William gently slapped Mike on the back, refraining from doing anything else to the guitarist since they were out in public. "I guess so," he said with a smirk. "Just as long as you don't tell them that I am your girlfriend," he laughed.

Mike snickered. "That could work too." They walked in the store, and he was more than thankful not to be attacked by saleswomen asking if they could help. The clothes looked decent. "Where do we start? Shirts, pants?"

"Uhh, probably pants," he said as he tried pulling his own back up into his desired position. "I think they're that way," he said as he pointed to his left. He held Mike's hand and walked over to a few clothing racks.

Mike looked at a pair of oversized denim pants and tried not to laugh. "If I get it, we're supposed to take them a few sizes bigger so we don't have to shop again, right? I think we should shop for belts as well..."

William nodded. "Yeah. Although, eventually there will be no use for one, seeing as how my pants won't be able to cover my stomach. I'd have to find longer shirts," he bit his lip and looked around the store.

"Pick shirts you'd like, I'll look for pants." Mike started searching for something that didn't look too girly. "Black is slimming, by the way, so if that's your main concern..."

William gave a little laugh. "Thsnk," he mumbled before pecking Mike on the lips and walking to the rack right next to the one Mike was looking at. He looked through the rack carefully, trying not to look like he was really interested. He nearly jumped as a female salesperson walked up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.

Mike found a pair of stylish denim jeans. He turned to show them to William, and snickered when he saw he was busy with an employee. Let's see how you can get yourself out of that one. He decided to watch.

William turned to face the employee slowly, giving him just enough time to grab a shirt at random to cover up his stomach. "Hello. Is there anything I can help you with today?" the salesperson asked in a cheery voice. William blushed. "Uhh, no...thank you," he managed to get out. "Are you sure? Because I can help you find clothes for that special lady," she said. William's eye twitched a little. "No thank you," he mumbled with a fake smile.

Despite all his efforts not to, Mike started laughed really loudly. He hid his face behind the pair of jeans he was holding.

William made a mental note to beat Mike up for that later. The blush on his cheeks turned from a light pink to almost a red as the salesperson spoke again. "Well, it looks like you already have that shirt picked out," she said, pointing to the one William was hiding behind. "I can go mark it down for you." She reached for the shirt and took it, not before looking down and giving William a suspicious look. As she walked off to the counter, William smacked his forehead.

Mike looked at William with a wide grin spread accross his face. "That was amazing. Honestly." He coughed and chuckled at the same time. "I take it you found a shirt."

William's face was bright red. "No! Did you see how ugly that thing is?" he whispered, pointing to the mossy green shirt with flowers that the saleslady had taken from him. William looked over at the counter, only to notice that the saleslady was staring and pointing at him while talking to one of her fellow employees. "Mike! They're staring me!" he whispered again.

"Poor, poor little pregnant Bill." Mike took William's hand and pulled him closer. He smirked. "If it makes you feels better, they can stare at both of us." Without a warning, he kissed William passionately.

William moaned into the kiss, hoping that Mike knew what he was doing. He heard the girls at the counter gasp. He could feel their eyes staring at them, but he didn't care now that he was with Mike. He moaned louder this time, trying to scare the salespeople.

Mike had to break the kiss not to suffocate. He laughed and groped William's ass. "Maybe we'll get the ugly shirt for free."

William gasped for air. "Oh god I hope not!" William smirked and put a hand under Mike's shirt, caressing the skin around his nipple.

Mike let out a small moan he didn't even have to fake. He blushed and quickly removed William's hand. "Okay, enough now! We came here to shop, not...yeah."

William smirked and kissed Mike softly once more before looking over at the horrified salespeople. "Hey Mike, look over at them," William giggled.

Mike glanced at them and smiled at their terrified expression. "Ha, they look like they've never seen a guy kiss his pregnant boyfriend in public."

"Yeah, well I guess it's just not a common sight," William said with a smile. He softly patted his stomach before looking back up at Mike. "Do you think we should keep looking, or?"

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