"Crap, crap, crap," You silently mumble as you detangle yourself from your boyfriend's arms and quickly sprint to the bathroom.
The sound of the toilet seat flying up echoes in the room as you quickly empty the contents of your stomach.
"Babe, are ya okay?" Osamu's voice comes out in a tone filled with worry. His hair was evidently disheveled, the blanket wrapped around him as he laid down can be seen lying down on the floor from the bathroom door.
You catch your breath, showing your thumbs up toward Osamu, letting him know that you're good. You slowly move up to flush the toilet but your boyfriend beat you to it and immediately wrap his hand around your waist to aid you from standing up.
Osamu gently plants his palm on your forehead, feeling if you have a fever, and touches his own forehead comparing both of your temperatures. Your lips curve up weakly as you gaze at Osamu, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Maybe I just ate something outside." You say.
"That's what you get for leaving the boxed lunches I prepare for you." He retorts, rubbing his hand up and down on my back.
"That's a rude thing to say to your sick girlfriend." You say with a pout, "And, it's not like I intend to." You added before brushing your teeth.
"I'll call the school that yer taking the day off." He says before walking out of the bathroom.
You walk out of the bathroom, walking straight to your shared closet with Osamu, and started to prepare the clothes you're about to wear before walking back in the bathroom with your towel.
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At 5:00 AM, the next early morning, you have woken up from the same thing.
You empty the contents (or not) in your stomach.
"Do you want me to go to the doctor's with you?" Osamu started as he assisted you again by tying your hair up with the hair tie on his wrist.
"I just need a rest and a lot of water to drink." You say as you walk out of the bathroom after brushing your teeth to prepare the clothing you're going to wear for work.
"You're taking the day off today too." Osamu decides as he grabs your phone at the bedside to contact your co-teacher.
With that, you know to yourself you can't argue back once he decided.
In a while, you walk Osamu out of the home to go to work even he announced that he's staying home as well to take care of you. It took you a while to insist that you're really okay on your own.
As soon as Osamu drives to work, you lay yourself down on the couch, your heart thumping as you let out a deep sigh.
I'm pregnant.
You thought, knowing to yourself you're pregnant. You just know. You haven't taken a test but you feel that you are. Plus, for the past weeks, you felt queasy but shrug it off as maybe it's just fatigue or stress, and you haven't even had your period for already a week.
You begin to fiddle with your fingers, feeling terrified at the fact that you're pregnant even though you're not taking a test yet. You were confused, but you clearly know to yourself you wanted one or two kids but how about Osamu?
Will he want kids? We're not even married!
You grab your wallet and the keys to your car and house before heading to the nearest pharmacy store. I head straight inside the store, grabbing two pregnancy tests, and pay for them at the cashier.
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𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 // miya osamu
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