You Tell Him You're Pregnant (Mike)

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Your POV

You were sitting up in bed, feeling like fucking death. Mike was dead asleep, as always. You'd been feeling nauseous in the mornings for about a week now, having slightly weird cravings, mood swings, and surprisingly, not a taste for alcohol. What the fuck was happening?

"Babe, wake up. Can we go to CVS really quick? I need...stuff." You whispered.

"Yeah, sure, baby. Let me get up and ready." Mike said, groggy as hell.

You guys got dressed and shit, got in the car, and drove to CVS. Your palms were sweaty, and you were trying so hard to hide the fact that you were nervous.

You went down a couple aisles to make sure you were alone, and then you found what you needed. Pregnancy tests. You grabbed the most accurate ones, and headed over to the counter with Mike.

He looked at you confused. "For you?" He asked. You nodded. A tear slipped down your face.

"Hey, no matter what, I'm gonna stay. I'm not gonna leave you. Sure, things will be a bit confusing, but I'll help you." Mike whispered.

You guys bought your stuff and were on your way.

"Mike, I'm gonna take one. I'm scared." You set everything out in your bathroom counter as Mike put his arms around your waist.

You followed the directions on the box, waited a couple minutes, and then it was time to see the results.

"Mikey...oh my god. It's positive." You said, slightly smiling and also crying.

You could see it on his face, he had no words. He just smiled. He picked you up, spun you around, and kneeled down to your stomach.

"Hey, baby Fuentes. Sup? I'm your dad. I know you can't hear me, and you're all warm and cozy in your little home, but you don't know how excited I am to meet you. I hope you're excited to meet your mom and I. I love you both so much. I don't care if you're a boy or a girl, I don't care what you're gonna look like, I'm always gonna love you. That's never gonna change. I love you." Mike lifted up your shirt and kissed your flat stomach.

"Mike, you big softie. I love you." You cried.

Mike took his phone out of his pocket and snapped a picture of the positive test.

Shit just got real. I'm gonna be a dad in 9 months. Prepare your asses. I love you, Y/IG 😍😘

The caption read. Vic, Tony, and Jaime bursted through your door.

"Bitches, Victor Sassypants, Hime-Time, and Tony Turtle are here. Mike, Preggers, get your asses out here." Vic yelled.

You and Mike ran downstairs. You jumped on Jaime's back.

"Woah, woah, woah, calm down there, preggers. By the way, congrats, you dipshits!" Tony stated.

You all gathered in one huge group hug. This was gonna be one weird pregnancy, but you were excited to see how it went.

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