Warnings: Cringe, Cursed, wtf, cursing I can't remember, male!preg,
(If for some reason someone outside of the group I'm in finds this....I swear I'm normal and I apologize....this also requires context as to why but whatever)
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Four months had already passed since Diavolo had made love with Abbachio. To say the hook-up was both strange and sudden would be the truth. In all honesty that wasn't a matter of worry in fact it was the sudden symptoms he had developed shortly after. A week after their hook up he noticed he had a loss of appetite and be would wake with slight sickness. This proceeded with him only seeing this as a simple bug passing around though it was pretty rare for him to get sick given his situation.
It was Doppio who brought on the topic that he should perhaps see a doctor. Seeing doctors were as rare as him getting sick he not only dislike going but he much preferred his hermit-styled life and rather let Doppio do the outside errands. With the exception of clubs, bars, and nighttime hookups.
"Doppio you know the answer to that already" he spoke almost appalled by such an idea.
"B-but boss! You've been like this for weeks now...you should at least make sure you weren't poisoned by whoever you were with last night." He continued rambling on about how it could they could've been a stand user or an assassin.
"Alright enough Doppio you're making me freak out" Another strange thing that begun occurring his body was more sensitive, he was more sensitive in terms of emotions, but he denies any claim made referring to such. Just yesterday when a member made a rumor or claim about the mysterious boss he made sure they were dealt with. "Fine. If it makes you stop nagging I'll go but make it a Private at-home visit."
"You're p-pregnant sir." They spoke in disbelief. "I-I don't know what else to tell you it's quite bizarre, to say the least, are you perhaps-"
"No, I'm not female!" He cut the doctor off before they could even finish.
"Maybe this doctor doesn't know what they are talking about boss" Doppio pondered knowing he asked for the best doctor under Passione.
"Doppio..."
"Yes boss"
"Get rid of them, not a soul can know"
-4 months-
With the growing cravings and the hormonal mood swings, Diavolo had surprisingly kept the damn thing. He still had no idea how the hell he has a womb or how this shit was possible but here he is. Doppio was currently out on business, business being getting Diavolo's crave list. His body had begun to bloat a bit becoming somewhat softer, his chest itself felt swollen and sore most days and his nipples would begin to swell becoming more sensitive with the passing months. Regardless he still felt the nagging urge to confront the possible father of the child growing but the thought never reached action. For now, he just wants some food, chocolate cake, and Spaghetti.
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I doubt I'll ever add to this unless my brain for some reason decides...hey what if-
Anyways have this cursed shit.
