𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣
in a desperate attempt to get away from your obsessive ex-boyfriend, you strike an unlikely deal with student council president levi ackerman. known for his cold and untouchable aura, he's a man rumo...
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flashback
petra's ranch
"alright, what toppings are we getting?" petra called out, scrolling through the menu of your favourite pizza spot.
"pineapple," sasha chirped, earning a disgusted nose scrunch from historia.
mikasa shot an unimpressed look from where she sat cross-legged on the plush rug."only you would defend something that vile."
"you guys have no taste!"
a laugh came out, an awkward sound that didn't belong to you. you should've been enjoying this: easter break, takeout with your best friends, easy laughter and conversation filling the ranch living room. but something was off.
"you guys decide on something," you announced, excusing yourself from the couch."i'll be right back."
"where are you going?"
"toilet!"
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at first, you'd brushed off the symptoms. a late period was nothing new, given your doctor's diagnosis of your body's hormonal imbalance. but when the stomach aches hit, along with sudden aversions to your favourite foods and overwhelming fatigue, a seed of suspicion accumulated, prompting you to order a pregnancy test.
and now, staring down at the stick, you felt the ground tilt beneath you.
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when you reemerged in the doorway, the living room had descended into a warzone. petra, historia and mikasa were tossing cushions at each other while sasha was wedged halfway under the couch in pursuit of the remote. upon finding it, she let out a victorious whoop.
"(y/n), we got a meat feast and a hawaiian!" sasha announced proudly as you reclaimed your spot on the sofa, spine taut.
"good choice," you blurted, too fast. your voice lacked rhythm, and your nails dug crescents into your palms, trying to cage the tremor in your hands.
