Jean Kirstein
"Good morning. I've got Miss L/N's result. Her urine tested positive in pregnancy." The OB-gyne said as soon as she went inside the room. I sat up from the chair and nodded as I glanced on Y/N on the hospital bed.
Earlier when the doctor was in the middle of checking her up, she suddenly dozed off to sleep. Probably from tiredness. Not to mention that we just arrived from our trip where I heard Eren and her fought. Not only me but Historia, Mikasa and Marco heard their argue days ago.
"I'm guessing you're her spouse?"
"Oh, no." I shook my head. "I'm her guardian." I corrected. She nodded and showed me a paper which I hardly understand. "She's somehow okay, and the bleeding earlier caused the stress. Over all, she and the four week old baby is fine."
I thought so. I've been thinking a lot of what she said. Eren didn't got her pregnant. If so, then who?
"I recommend if she distance herself from stress since she's in her first semister of pregnancy. She shouldn't hunger herself all the time, and try healthy foods. But it'll help her get through the pregnancy if her cravings were fullfil." She said and handed me a perscription where the vitamins she must take was written.
As much as I didn't understand her instruction, I made sure to take notes all of it, not forgetting every single words until the doctor allowed us to get discharge. I know it's not my responsibility but I can't stomach it if I leave Y/N alone, knowing how complicated her marriage is with Eren.
Add the reality where some men got her pregnant would make another reason not to leave her alone.
"Jean."
I looked up and saw Y/N pushing herself to sit straight in the bed. I got up from the seat and approached her.
"Were you awake? Did you heard what the doctor said?" I asked. She nodded and looked down on her hands. I sighed and watched her fidget. I'm still hesistant if I should I ask her or not. But seconds of silence before I talked to grab her attention.
"You mentioned that.. Eren is not the father." I stated and leaned on the wall, watching her look pale. "If it's not Eren, then who?"
Silence fell into the room after my question. I'm not in a place to know about this but I am responsible for letting her know about Eren's cheating.
"Armin." She mumbled. I stared at her when she glanced at me. My brows slowly furrowed, tilting my head in confusion.
"What?"
"I said it's Armin." She repeated and sighed. "I got myself.. pregnant with his child."
"You mean, Armin.. the Arlert..?" I made sure that I'm thinking the right person. That blonde man who's very close to Y/N. Perhaps much closer that Y/N and I.
"I guess? He's the only Armin we know" Y/N answered sarcastically. I clicked my tongue and flicked her foreheard, earning an annoyed groan from her as she rubbed her forehead.
"That's not what I meant." I said and sat at the edge of her bed. "How come.. it's Armin?" I uttered in pure curiousness. "Weren't you just friends? How is it that--" My words were cut off when I felt her silence. I sighed and stared at the front door. "Are you gonna tell him?" I asked instead.
In my peripheral vision, she glanced up to me, sighing for the second time again as she shook her head.
"I.. don't know, Jean."
"What?" My mouth fell open, unvelievably. "What do you mean you don't know? I understand if you can't tell Eren, but Armin? Hey, he's got to pay for impregnating you." She sighed again and leaned her head on the wall, hugging her knees under the hospital's blanket.