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𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝚁
vi. TELL HIM

🍼ꜱɪɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: In which Y/n has a one night stand with a professional soccer player and ends up with a "little" surprise

🍼ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: Smut, angst, alcoholic content, drugs, unprotected sex, and foul language

🍼ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: sorry if this chapter feels kinda rushed, but I hope yall enjoy!

🍼ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1.k

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Isa and Jojo exchange glances, clearly sensing your panic, but Jojo is the first to speak up. "Girl, you better hurry up before you lose your chance!"

You swallow hard, your mind racing. "I don't know if I'm ready to see him," you say but honestly you didn't want to have to break the news of you possibly being pregnant to him.

You glance nervously toward the crowd forming around the Paradis team and back a Jojo and Isa

"Y/n, you can't just avoid him forever. You gotta face this," Isa says, standing up. "Besides, you're the one who said you wanted to see him. This might be the only shot you get today."

Jojo nudges you playfully. "Don't overthink it. It's just Armin."

You give her a sharp look, knowing it's not just Armin. The night you spent with him was more than just a fling, and the uncertainty of what came after still lingers heavy in your mind. But now, with the reality of possibly being pregnant, everything feels even more complicated.

"I... I'll go," you finally say, standing up with determination. Isa and Jojo cheer you on like you're about to win a championship, but you're still shaking inside.

The meet-and-greet line is long, but with the chaos of fans swarming the team, it gives you enough time to collect yourself. You catch glimpses of Armin through the crowd. He's smiling and signing autographs, but every so often, his gaze darts around, like he's searching for something—or someone.

Your heart races as you get closer. Isa grabs your hand, squeezing it tight. "We're right here with you," she whispers.

Finally, it's your turn. You take a deep breath and step forward. Armin looks up, and the moment his eyes meet yours, it's like time stops. His expression softens, a mix of surprise and something else—something you can't quite place.

"Y/n..." he says, his voice just above a whisper, though it's drowned out by the noise of the fans.

You swallow the lump in your throat and force a smile. "Hey."

He stands up from behind the table, ignoring the security trying to keep the line moving. "Can we talk?" he asks, his voice urgent, like he's been waiting for this moment too.

You hesitate, glancing at Isa and Jojo, who give you reassuring nods. "Yeah, let's talk."

Armin waves off the guards, and the two of you step aside from the chaos of the meet-and-greet. The mall feels too loud, too crowded, and everything is buzzing around you, but all you can focus on is Armin—Armin, who's standing right in front of you again, after everything that happened.
"I didn't think I'd see you again," he says, running a hand through his hair, clearly a little nervous himself.

"I didn't think I'd see you either," you admit, crossing your arms to steady yourself.

For a moment, neither of you speak. There's so much to say, but the words are tangled up in your head. Finally, Armin takes a step closer, lowering his voice. "Why did you leave like that? I've been trying to reach you, but..."

"I know. I just—things got complicated." You look down, unsure of how to even begin explaining. "Armin, there's something I need to tell you."

His expression shifts, concern crossing his features. "What is it?"

Your heart pounds in your chest as you try to gather the courage to say the words. But before you can, Jojo suddenly appears beside you, completely out of breath. "Yo, the security's freaking out. You gotta wrap this up quick."

Armin looks at you with urgency now. "Whatever it is, just tell me. I want to know."

You glance between him and Jojo, and your mouth goes dry. This isn't how you imagined having this conversation, but there's no time to back out now. "Armin, I think... I might be pregnant."

The words hang in the air like a thunderclap, and Armin just stares at you, eyes wide. You can see the wheels turning in his head as he processes what you just said.

"Are you... sure?" he finally asks, his voice barely audible.

You shake your head, tears welling up despite your efforts to stay calm. "I don't know. I haven't taken the test yet, but it's a big possibility"

Armin's expression softens, and he steps even closer, his hand gently brushing yours. "We'll figure it out. Whatever happens, I'm here."

His words hit you harder than you expected, and you feel a rush of relief and fear all at once. You didn't realize just how much you needed to hear that until now.

Before you can say anything else, the security guards start ushering fans away from the area, clearly trying to manage the growing chaos. Armin looks over his shoulder at them, then back at you. "We should talk more. But I have to get back..."

"I know," you say, feeling the moment slipping away. "But we will talk, okay?"
He nods, giving your hand one last squeeze before stepping back toward the crowd. "I'll find you later," he promises, his eyes locked on yours before he turns and disappears into the sea of fans.

You stand there for a moment, trying to breathe, feeling Isa and Jojo's presence behind you. Isa wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into a tight hug. "You did it," she says softly.

Jojo grins at you, nudging your side. "Told you it wouldn't be hard to find him."

You laugh weakly, wiping away the tears that had started to fall. "Yeah, I guess you were right."

As the three of you walk out of the mall, the weight of what just happened settles in. Even though what you heard from Armin was pretty much good news you couldn't shake this overwhelming feeling, like someone was watching you.

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