"Beautiful" (Omegaverse Michael x Noah)

~64~ "Goddamit."

~Michael~
6AM, Noah was already at work, and I had plans to lay in bed for at least another hour.
But here I was, sitting on the bathroom floor, throwing up.
"Goddamit." I stared at my phone, googling my symptoms like a dumbass.

Rose said I'd feel a bit dizzy for a couple days, but she never said anything about throwing up, or my scent changing, like Noah said it had.
So either I'm sick, or... Yeah..
I clicked my phone off, placing it on the bathroom counter as I stood up.
I walked out of the bathroom and to the kitchen.

"Hey." Someone said to me as I walked in.

The thing is, I need a one of those tests to be sure that I am.. uh, you know.
But I can't just go out and get one, I'm not supposed to leave the house because they haven't caught Mathew yet.
I could ask Posi to grab one, but then I have to explain why I need one. And that's embarrassing, so that's not happening.
I could just wait and see if Posi notices my scent, like last time. But that was a disaster, and I don't really wanna go through that again.

"Hello?" That same voice said again, I jumped and realized I had been staring off into space like an idiot.

"Huh? What?" I turned to look, seeing Elias pouring himself a cup of coffee.
Hm. Elias.

"You good?" He crooked an eyebrow. I nodded slowly.
He wouldn't tell anyone, he doesn't give a shit.

"Actually," I took a step closer to the kitchen island that he stood on the other side of. "Would you do me a favour?" I tilted my head.

"What is it? And what do I get?" He asked, taking a sip from his mug.

"Go to the pharmacy and get me a pregnancy test. I'll pay you for it once I have some money." I glared at him, watching as he laughed for a good second before narrowing his eyes and answering.

"Mm.. Then you have to convince Noah to let me take next week off, and do all my laundry for a month." He smirked, leaning against the counter.

I groaned, I fucking hate laundry. "Fine." I crossed my arms, "But if you tell anybody, you have to do my laundry instead, and I get to punch you." I growled.

"Deal." He shrugged.

"Now go." I pointed to the door, I needed it now.

"Fine, fine." He rolled his eyes, walking away. I groaned, leaning my head in my hands against the counter, rubbing my eyes.

I'm so fucked. I just wanna lay down and sleep until everything gets sorted out for me.
And I wanna talk to Noah about it, because I want him to comfort me, but I fucking can't, because I don't even know if he wants another kid.

Dammit, I forgot how much this feeling sucks.

"You okay?" Lily walked in, looking like she just woke up and stumbled out of bed. I took a deep breath, nodding as I stood up properly.

"Yeah, just sick." I mumbled, grabbing a muffin off the plate in the middle of the island, I dunno who made these, but they were good.

"Get back- I have plans, I can't get sick." She took a step away from me, her ears back as she held her hand out in front of her with defence.

I looked her up and down, taking note of her.. Lesbian-ness.
"I don't think you'll catch it." I said.

Willow was crying by now as I went to her room, flicking the bedroom light on and picking her up out of her crib.
I held her in my arms, looking down at her with sudden anxiety and fear.
I held her up, titling my head as I tried to figure out how the fuck she once fit inside me.
I don't think I can do this again.