Misfit

Drew blinked up at him.
"I'm hungry." He scrambled off of Mike back to the refridgerator.
"See I'm always hungry cause I'm fat!" Drew frowned, rummaging through the fridge.

"Your eating for two Drew, God forbid you didnt eat."
Mike eyes the jar of pickles and whipped cream with disgust.

Drew pulled out a package of chocolate chips then closed the fridge. He grabbed the loaf of bread and an onion.
He eyed the three items and walked back over to the couch, grabbing the pickles and whipped cream also.
He lined all the food up beside each other and went to work. He eventually made a sandwhich. An odd one but a sandwhich nonetheless.
He spread whipped cream on the bread then sliced up the pickles and onion. He placed the slices on top of the whipped cream then covered it with chocolate chips. He cleaned up his mess then took his sandwhich to the couch, sitting beside Mike as he began to eat.

Mike stared in amazement. This was going ti make him throw up. He had work anyways. He got up and took a shower before getting dressed.

Drew whimpered.
"Don't leave." The hormones made him extremely clingy and paranoid.
"There's someone else isn't there?! You're cheating on me with someone at the club." Drew cried.

"No, Drew baby you know im not cheating on you but I have to make money so I can support you and the baby."
Mike tried to calm down and tell himself it was just because of the baby, Drew trusted him.

"Stay with me!" Drew begged, attaching himself to Mike's waist.

"Drew, I have to work, If I dont where will we get the money to support you and the baby, and theses scary cravings."
He tried to smile. He would rather stay home with Drew.

"Just take off tonight." Drew whined. He needed Mike tonight. He was extremely clingy and horny. He knew the second need wouldn't be satisfied tonight but he could still kiss Mike.

Mike sighed and fidgeted. He didnt think he was allowed to do that. Mike needed this money, he was close to paying off his special surprise and he couldnt slip up.

"Just one night." Drew pleaded, looking up at his boyfriend.

"Drew, I need this money. Its important baby."
Mike scooped Drew up and sat him on the couch.
"I wont be gone long."

Drew glared.
"Liar." He pouted. "You're always gone late...."

Mike had taken up another job. Drew didnt know, he didnt want Drew to protest. They needed this money, when it was just them the one job was okay but now, with a baby on the way, they needed it.
"Im sorry baby, Boss makes me stay late."

"Hmph. Whatever. Go. Leave me and the baby." Drew frowned, turning away.

Mike let out a shuddering sigh, his eyes waning to tear up. He was under so much stress but it was for Drew. Mike got his coat and walked out the door. it was six when he left and it was four in the morning when he finally came home. He plopped down on the couch, he was so tired, he hated working.

Drew had waited up for Mike.
He eyed his boyfriend from across the room with teary eyes.

Mike didn't even notice Drew as he sat up and cradled his head in his hands. He didnt cry anymore infront of Drew. Drew needed loving, Mike had to be strong but he was alone so he left a few tears fall. He was so tired of working two jobs and then having to get up and go to school. When school was over he would probably get a third job. He wouldnt have time for collage.

"You're home..." Drew murmured softly, watching Mike carefully.

Mike jumped a foot in the air before quickly wiping his eyes and sitting up straight, a fake smile on his features.
"Baby what are you still doing up?"

"I was waiting for you... I'm sorry." Drew looked down. "I'm making you cry..."

"No baby no, im just tired is all."
He opened his arms up for Drew.
"C'mere, hugs will make you feel better."

"No... I don't get hugs anymore... I make you cry... I'm a bad boyfriend. It was my job to be the strong one..."

Mike sighed and got up. He made his way over to Drew and pulled him to his chest. "That is not your job, and im not crying because of you baby, I love you im just tired. Your a wonderful boyfriend baby, I love you."

"No... I'm done crying. You should've just told me you wanted me to get an abortion."