Zimmy mpreg request ch. 6

It was nearing late afternoon and Zacky was showing no signs of getting out of bed anytime soon. The last time Jimmy had seen him was the night before when he hit the hay early while everyone else went out drinking. Though he knew Matt and Brian had found this odd, Jimmy hoped they wouldn’t think anything of it. Zacky was fast asleep by the time Jimmy came back at the ungodly hour of 3 in the morning.

Jimmy let Zacky sleep in as much as he wanted, though. He knew he hadn’t gotten much sleep in the past few weeks and the fact that they would be telling Matt and Brian about their situation later that night was eating at him. Jimmy was nervous about it too, of course, but at least he wasn’t the one who was pregnant.

Brian and Matt continued to constantly bug Jimmy and Zacky, wanting to know what the band meeting was about and why they couldn’t just tell them now. Jimmy tried to avoid the two of them as much as he could on account of he didn’t have an excuse to give to them.

Eventually, Matt demanded that Jimmy go and wake Zacky up so they could start setting up for that night’s show, despite Jimmy trying to convince him to let Zacky sleep just a little while longer. Jimmy finally admitted defeat and knocked on his and Zacky’s bedroom door softly.

“Zacky, you awake?” Jimmy asked. He waited a minute or two for a response, but got none. He turned back to Matt one last time. He stood behind him, his muscular arms crossed over his chest, tapping his foot impatiently.

“I won’t have him miss another show, Jimmy. Wake him up.” He said, somewhat annoyed. Jimmy sighed and knocked on the door again.

“Zacky, come on. We’ve got to start getting ready.” Jimmy, once again, waited for a response and was about to knock again when Matt suddenly appeared next to him. He banged on the door loudly with his fist, causing a startled Brian to jump slightly from his place on the couch.

“Zacky! Open the door now!” Matt yelled. Moments later, the door finally opened and Zacky walked out, yawning and trying to smooth down his hair with his hand.

“What do you want?” He said somewhat irritably, probably grumpy from being woken up.

“We want you to actually start being a part of this band again. Get up and start helping us set up for the show.” Zacky yawned again.

“What time is it?” Matt sighed loudly and checked his watch.

“It’s almost 6.” Zacky looked surprised.

“And nobody bothered to get me up until now?” He asked, turning to look at Jimmy, who just shrugged.

“I wanted to let you sleep! You haven’t gotten very much in the past few weeks.” Matt snorted.

“’Haven’t gotten very much sleep?’ He’s slept more in the past month and a half then anyone I’ve ever met!” Jimmy rolled his eyes and started to push Zacky back in the bedroom.

“Don’t be such dick, Matt.” He said, closing and locking the door behind them.

“I-I’m sorry I slept in so late, Jimmy. I didn’t realize—”

“I don’t blame you for sleeping in, Zacky,” Jimmy interrupted. “But six in the afternoon is a little late, don’t you think?” Zacky shoved his hands in his pockets and looked down towards the ground.

“Yeah, but it’s not my fault. I couldn’t sleep last night.” He mumbled. Jimmy’s expression softened.

“Why not, baby?” Zacky bit his lip.

“I’m scared about telling Brian and Matt tonight.” Jimmy sighed and pulled him into a hug.

“You have to stop worrying about that, Zack. It’s not good for the baby.” Zacky shook his head and backed away from him.

“I can’t. You know how Matt is. He’s not going to take this very well.” Jimmy just shrugged.

“He might. We won’t know until we actually tell him.” Zacky huffed and nodded. “Now, hurry up and get dressed before Matt throws another fit. We have to start setting up for the show.”  Jimmy waited until Zacky had changed out of his pajamas and they both slowly walked out of the bedroom and into the living room where everyone else was.

“Nice of you to join us, Zacky.” Brian said sarcastically.

“Bite me.” Zacky replied, sticking his tongue out. He turned on his heel and headed to the fridge.  He dug around for a minute or two before turning back around. “Um…do we have any sour cream?” He asked, slightly embarrassed. Matt and Brian exchanged weird looks.

“Uh, why?” Brian asked, getting up from the couch to help him look around. Zacky just shrugged.

“I don’t know. It just sounds good right now.” Zacky let Brian dig around inside the fridge for a little while and smiled when he eventually handed him a container of sour cream. Brian, Matt, Johnny, and Jimmy all watched in disgust as Zacky pulled out a spoon and started eating the sour cream right out of the container.

“Zacky?” Matt eventually interrupted him.

“What?”

“That’s fucking gross.” Johnny nodded in agreement. Zacky just stuck out his tongue and continued to eat the cream by the spoonful. He had nearly eaten the whole container by the time they had to start getting set up and he even kept what was left of it on top of his amplifier just in case he craved some more during the show.

After their performance, Zacky and Jimmy hurried back onto the bus while Johnny, Matt, and Brian stayed behind to sign some autographs so they could have some alone time to discuss how they were going to drop the bomb. At this point, Zacky was noticeably anxious; he was breathing heavily and quickly and he started to pace the length of the bus’ hallway. Jimmy sat on the couch and watched him do this for a good 5 minutes.

“Zacky, try to calm down okay?” Zacky shook his head and continued to pace.

“I can’t. They’re going to be back any minute.” Jimmy rolled his eyes.

“Y’know, if you keep putting yourself under all this stress, you’re really going to fuck up our baby.” Jimmy smirked when Zacky shot him a glare.

“You’re not funny.”

“I’m a little funny.” This time, Zacky rolled his eyes and finally sat down on the couch next to Jimmy. In an attempt to calm him down, Jimmy put his arm around Zacky’s shoulder and pulled him in close so that his head was resting on his chest. They stayed like this for a while before Matt, Brian, and Johnny’s loud footsteps broke the silence.

“Alright, band meeting time.” Matt said, clapping his hands together loudly. “What is it that you couldn’t have told us before now?” He asked. They all took a seat on the couch across from Jimmy and Zacky’s. Nobody said anything for a long while until Matt cleared his throat impatiently. “Well?” Jimmy looked over at Zacky. He was starting at the floor, not showing any signs of saying anything himself. Jimmy then looked over to Johnny nervously, who just gave him an encouraging nod. Jimmy sighed.

“Well, uh…I guess we’ve got some pretty big news to tell you.” He started. Matt raised an eyebrow and Brian scooted to the edge of his seat. “I know we waited a little while to tell you, and we’re sorry, but Zacky didn’t really want anybody else to know just yet.” Jimmy went on.

“Know what?” Matt said intolerantly, his voice getting louder. Jimmy looked over at Zacky one last time, then at Johnny. He sighed once again and cleared his throat.

“Zacky’s pregnant.” Silence dawned on them almost immediately. Zacky felt his face get hot as each pair of eyes in the room landed on him, though he continued to stare at the floor. It was painfully silent for what felt like hours until Brian started laughing.

“You’re pregnant, Zack? That’s…That’s amazing!” He said loudly. Zacky lifted his head up an offered a small smile. “So you weren’t just getting fat!” The smile disappeared from Zacky’s face as a smirk appeared on Brian’s. He managed to catch the pillow that Zacky threw over at him and toss it back. “So, how far along are you?” He asked after they’d settled down. Jimmy looked over at him questioningly, as he wasn’t quite sure how long it had been since their doctor’s visit. As everyone stopped to stare at him again, Zacky’s eyes moved back to the floor.

“16 weeks.” He said quietly. Brian started to laugh again.

“You know, looking at you now, I don’t know how we ever missed that you were pregnant.” He said, gesturing to Zacky’s stomach. Zacky tossed another pillow in Brian’s direction.

“Fuck off, Haner.” He said, the smile returning to his face.

“How are you guys going to go to the doctor’s for checkups? I mean, the tour isn’t over until the end of summer, at least. And we’ve been talking about adding more dates.” Jimmy cleared his throat.

“Well I know you’re not going to like this, but there’s no other way to do it but to postpone some dates so we can go back up to Cali to see our doctor.” Brian frowned.

“That’s not going to go over so well with some of the fans. What do you think we should do, Matt?” Matt, who had been silent that whole time, suddenly got up from his spot, knocking over the beer bottles that have been sitting on the table, and walked right off the bus without saying a word.