Love Story: Geto x Black Reader x Gojo

Chapter Eighteen: Seven Years

Hiiiiii hope all is well. This is a small time skip. Happy reading!😊
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We still haven't heard from Moné. It's been too quiet and too peaceful. The trial for their divorce is coming up. After some serious convincing, I was able to go back to Shay's Cafe. Nothing bad ever happened there while I was gone. Suguru still had the bodyguard by my apartment door.

Things got awkward between us after we slept together while intoxicated. I felt like shit for a while because he's still married. We barely remembered it the next morning when we woke up ass naked together. Suguru often FaceTime his goddaughter as that's the only way he can see her for now. Her therapy sessions go well.

"So you're almost close to your divorce being finalized." Diavian point out.

We were all eating breakfast.

"If she shows up." Suguru spoke up.

"Either way, your divorce will be finalized whether she show up or not. Give your statement and you're done." I explain.

I start to get really nauseated. I jump up and run to the bathroom, emptying my stomach. There goes my breakfast. I have been feeling awful lately. Vomiting, headaches, backaches, light headed and nausea.

Pretty sure I've come down with something. Maybe I shouldn't have went back to work. I didn't get sick when I was on bed rest. I hear a soft knock.

"Are you okay?" Suguru asks.

"Just peachy." I lied.

I flush the toilet. I brush my teeth and use mouthwash. I open the door. He looked concerned.

"I'm fine." I tell him again.

I walk into my room, him following behind me.

"You haven't been acting like yourself lately. You've been moody."

"Gee thanks." I sarcastically said.

I climb under my blanket. His footsteps disappears.

"Y/N honey are you okay? Did you come down with something?" Diavian asks.

"I feel like death." I whine.

The other pair of footsteps came back.

"Can you do me a favor?" Suguru asks.

"I have no energy for favors."

"This doesn't require much energy."

He hands over a bag to me. I dig in the bag.

"Really?" I ask, taking out the pregnancy test.

"Y/N please."

"Is my infertility a sick joke to you?!" I scream.

"Wait a minute. You two finally slept together?" Diavian asks.

"It was a one night stand. We were drunk and it shouldn't even happened."

"Just take it for me. If it comes up negative, I'll take you to the hospital."

"When did you even buy these?"

"Two days ago."

His eyes were pleading.

"I agree with him. I think you should take it."

"Fine. I'll take it. Once it shows up negative, I want you both out of my house for being so insensitive." I snap.

I get up and walk into my bathroom, slamming the door. I take the test, waiting for the stupid ass results. He bought a box that had two tests. I took them both. I look at them. Positive. Positive? What?!