Boris x reader

The test

he is making eggs in the kitchen. It smells like his yummy bum juices, so u suck the smell in ur big nostrils.

It was now 5pm and u were upstairs working out w some AirPods in but u could still hear the news downstairs. U took them out and hopped downstairs to see Boris on the screen w Theresa and Chris. U looked away as u couldn't see them the same anymore.

U had dinner and went to bed.

The next morning u went downstairs and smelt eggs again but u were gonna be sick. U ran to the bathroom and threw up rainbow shite.

"Omg Y/n, r u ok"

"Idk Morgz, I'm gonna go out." U wiped ur mouth w ur sleeve and ran out of the house. U walked past the place u met boris and ran into Poundland. U were looking in the medical section for any gabbie hannahs when u saw 'pregnancy test'.

Suddenly it all made sense so u picked one up and paid for it and left.

U went back home and sat in ur golden toilet. It felt like years waiting for ur result, u tapped the sink in anticipation.

U finally looked at it,

Positive sis.