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Warnings: mainly fluff, pregnant!reader, talk of pregnancy, talk of cheating ex, mainly fluff
Word Count: 2.4k | unedited
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When those two little lines showed up in that oval window, you were shocked.
You felt sick, excited, confused, everything. All at once.
You didn't know who else to call, so you called Johnnie, and ever since that day, he's been by your side. With you at every appointment, just overall doing anything he can for you.
"How are you feeling today?" Johnnie asks as he pops his head into your room. You roll over onto your back and sit up, "Better than yesterday. I think I can eat today."
He walks on, sitting on the bed, "Wanna go for lunch?"
You nod, "Yeah, just give me a few to get ready."
"When's your appointment? Is it tomorrow?" He asks as you walk over to pull out a sweatshirt, "Yeah. Tomorrow at.." you close your eyes as you think, "noon I think? Maybe earlier. I have to double check."
"Still want me to tag along?"
You give him a look and laugh, "Duh."
He laughs and stands up, "Right, dumb question I know."
As you lift your arms to put on your hoodie, your shirt lifts up slightly, revealing the bump that popped out overnight.
"Whoa, look who decided to finally show." His eyes move from your belly to your face as you pull the hoodie down over, "Right." You laugh, "They just decided to pop out suddenly."
"I mean, you're twenty weeks, so it was going to happen sooner or later, right?" Johnnie asks and you nod, "Something like that."
"You sure you're feeling okay?" He walks over, his hand rubbing up and down your back, and you nod, "I'm just so tired, and Ryan won't stop texting me."
"Want me to take care of him?"
You look up at Johnnie and laugh, "I mean, you can. I'll leave that up to you."
The guilt you felt of not telling Johnnie was setting in hard as the weeks grew closer to delivery.
You were halfway through and everything was heightened.
"He wants to work things out, but I just-" you sigh and Johnnie nods, "He cheated on you, y/n. I wouldn't want to go back to that either."
You nod, "Exactly, and for some reason, he just.. doesn't comprehend that I'm fully done."
"Does he even care that you're pregnant?" Johnnie asks, "Like at all?"
You shrug, "I mean, why else would he want to get back together."
