Today was the day.
Today was the day you were going to tell your boyfriend, for two years, your big secret.
You each loved the other unconditionally, or so you had thought.
You nervously stood in the living room, nearby the exit, back to the wall. Army stood in front of you- pinning you, almost, but not quite.
Everyday you wore a disguise to hide. A wig, make-up, etc. But today, you could take that all off. Finally.
"See Army, there's something I'd like you to know," you sheepishly mumbled, slowly wiping off the make-up with a simple rub with your hand, you also gently took off the wig, and threw it onto the floor.
"Ya see... I'm actually an octoling-"
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"Get out."
You looked up, the first thing you noticed was his stern, serious expression. You sensed a fairly small bit of sadness.
You also noticed his N-Zap practically touching your head, you knew this was an aggressive posture. You began to tremble a bit.
"Wh-why-"
"Get out."
"B-but Army...! I-"
Splat!
And that was the last of you for a while.
WARNING: Foul Language, Angst, Suicidal Things, Violence, Speciesism,
Army x Octoling! Reader x Hachi Angst
𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐞𝐬
Aarna never thought two pink lines could shake her world.
She stood frozen, staring at the test in her trembling hands. Pregnant. A word she had longed to hear, yet feared the most.
Would he accept it? Or would he push her away again, just like before?
The door creaked open. Her heart pounded.
Sharad's sharp gaze met hers. "What are you hiding?"
Her breath hitched. She wasn't ready for this. Not yet.