Iwaizumi's Pov:
I helped Tooru off the floor. I held him tight. I couldn't cry right now for his sake.
"H-hajime... I-I'm sorry,"
"Don't be, you didn't do anything wrong."
"B-but we can't make a kid now... I- I ruined us..."
"You did not. We're going to be alright."
"How- how are we suppose to tell our parents."
"They'll be understanding, your mom and my mother."
"I hope so."
He wiped his eyes and smiled at me. I stopped my eyes from tearing up and spilling over. Tooru gave me a peck on my cheek.
"Will we really be okay Me-chan?"
"Of course we will."
"C-can we still sleep together?"
"Of course we can."
"You don't hate me do you?"
"Why would I hate you?"
"Cause I can't give you children..."
"That doesn't mean I would hate you, only assholes would hate their omegas for that." Tooru giggled and laid his head on my chest.
"I-I want to clear my head."
"Where are you going to go?"
"Just in the room."
"Alright."
He got up and walked in our room. I sighed and sat on the couch. I wrapped my head around the situation. If I was being honest I had no idea what to do. I just know that I have to make Tooru feel better.
Text Messages:
Iwaizumi: I'm about to go get some fresh air do you wanna come?
Oikawa: Can we go to the bakery?
Iwaizumi: Milk bread?
Oikawa: Please 🥰
Iwaizumi: Come on
Tooru poked his head out the bedroom. I put on my shoes and grabbed my wallet. He did the same and held my hand. I opened the door and we walked to the bakery. It was silent to us. We just walked to the bakery. When we got there he smiled. We get our Milk Bread from our trusted friend, it was a small bakery who was barely getting by but we helped them out a lot.
"Ryoko~!"
"Tooru how are you?"
"I've been better."
"Well we all have our struggles, how many pieces of bread?"
"Hmm 6 please~"
"Alright, alright."
"Thank you Ryoko."
She smiled then went to her kitchen. Tooru sat down and I followed him. He smiled and sighed. He was glancing at me and the outside the window. I looked outside the window also and sighed. The was a family taking pictures outside.
"Tooru,"
"Hm?"
"That's a window, they can totally see you staring at them."
"You're right. Whoops."
"We'll figure it out soon."
"Yeah, I know we will but in the meantime look over there."
I looked behind me seeing Ryoko's daughter, she was coloring and humming. She was 6 years old and I looked out Tooru confused.
"What?"
"Can we ask Ryoko to babysit her."
"Sure."
Tooru cracked a smile. Bread took a long time to bake, especially six pieces of it, so we just waited. Ryoko came out with flour all over her hands.
"Ryoko, how's business doing?"
"We're getting better."
"The shop looks fancier, more chairs and decoration."
"Yep. We've had a lot more people coming in, I'm actually looking for employees."
"Oooo employees huh? Well good luck."
"Thank you Hajime." Tooru smiled, and Ryoko did too.
"Ryoko, how's your daughter?"
"Oh she's fine, she's getting used to school and everything."
"I'm glad, do you think that we can babysit for you, I'm sure you and Hiko need a break."
"Yes, that'll be great!"
"Look Me-chan she's excited now." We all laughed and Ryoko's watch went off. She went back to the kitchen. Ryoko's daughter was very familiar with us, we've took her to the park, we took her swimming and everything. She looked up from her drawing and ran over to us.
"Mr. Tooru! Look, I colored this with the new markers mommy gave me."
"Really? I-Its's such a pretty butterfly..."
"Her name is betty."
"B-betty the butterfly, I- I think you named her perfectly." She smiled at Tooru. He was trying his hardest not to laugh at the drawing on the paper.
"Can you guys draw with me."
"Sure, bring over your markers."
