y/ns big sECTRET!!!!!! pt 2

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POV: u tald soc u are pegnate... but he doeznt no u dont no who tha father is! will u tel him abt digoenens???? or wil u kep it a SECRET????!

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Y/N is eatin ice cream AND borger AND pickle ABD inchiladas???? pragenensy cravings are CRAZY! 

Y/N: mmmmmmmmm yummy!!!!!

Gay Best Fried (GBF): ewww, huney this is NOT a cute look on you

Y/N: Um How Dare You, I Am Prangent

GBFried: gurl, their is no excuse for not slaying 

Y/N: ugh, yu are sooooo right. 

GBF, limp wristedly: do u wanna win soctrtates back?? yes? well, u gotta get ur ass off the floor! put away the pickles! 

Y/N, hugging the pickles: noooooooooooo

GBF slapps you and thepickles roll acros tha floor. Y/N looks at the barrel-shaped picles rolling across the floor contemplatatively. 

Y/N: *sigh*

GBF: are u SEIIUSROUSLY thinking about that barrel bitch right now

Y/N: .................no?

GBF: SLAP!!!!!
Y/N: OWWWWWWW


GBF: thats what u get for emotionaally cheeting on ur ex husband

Y/N: thank u, i needed that. now to get hot for socrtates....


You and your Best Fried Gay try on difarent dresses and makeup until u are BOOTIFUL again. 

BFG: wow, Y/N, yuou dont evan look prargent in that dress!

Y//N: thanks :)

BFG: now hunny, one more thang...

Y/N:yeas?

BFG: its time to get.... a mani-pedi!

Y/N: OMG YASS

you and your Big Friendly Gay go to themarkets to find a manny peddy stall.

Y/N: sigh

BFG: aw bestie, r u thinkin abt yuor first meeting???

Y/N, looking down at ur clothed feet: we took off our shoes 2gther :(

BFG: *gasp* thats soooooo romantic gurl

Y/N, cryingg; i NO right!!!!!

sudanly, u here a familiar voice

soctrates: did someon say..... shoes?

Y/N: socates?????????

soctrta: wow, u rly are pregarnent, huh.... ur so BIG!!!

socrate jesters at yur stomach for several minutes. 

Y/N: thanks.... 

socaratreaties: aww man ur dress tho.. ngl im kinda wanting to take you to discuss philosophical musings in private rn ;)

Y/N: owo.. blushy cheeks

GBF, whisperin to u: omg slay babe yas hunty yass it worked!

Y/N: go aaway gay youre not relavant to the story nymore

GBF: omg is thrt a sequin sparkley dress???? gimme!!!!!!!! *sashays away*

Socryates; bab.. im sowwy

YN: i forgive u baeb

socrtates: i knnow *Kisses u litely*

YN *kises back*

Allofa sudden... You feel a little kick in your stommy. You gasp and grab socrate's hand and places it on your stomach (you are still kissin)

Socrat: oh em gee wot is thata?!?!?!?!?!? why is ur stomak moving???????

Y/N: O! its tha baby! hes dancing in my tummy!!!

soctr: gross

Y/N: GAP!!!!! HOW CUD U!!!!!! thats ur CHILD ur BABY  BOY !!!!

socrates: but its inside u. thats gross. only i can be inside u babe ;)

Y/N: maybe ill just have to hav tha baby herre then...

soc: okkkk


Y/N gives birth!!!!! itz so bootiful socratreees sheds a singal teear (but not more than one bc hes a reel man lol)


Socr: hes..... perfect. he luks just liek me

yN: i no...... i love him almost as much as i loev you

soc: babe.....


*they share a passionat kiss*


Y/N, thinkin to themself: thank god he lucks like socrtates. he MUST be socratess baby and not dogenes. mayb i wont neeead to tell him about that night in the barral after all...




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