－ㅤ ✉️ㅤ ex.ㅤ𝒐𝒕𝒘! 𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒍 , female reader , unplanned pregnancy, toxic lovers , angst exes who can't be exes at all. 🧺 this is just something short. 𝒑.𝒔 don't sleep with ur ex. ─── wc . . 329. i might make this a small diary series?? who knows..
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒅𝒊𝒅. for a second, you didn't know where you were.. the room was very dark and quiet.
then another cramp rolled through your stomach. you sucked in a breath. "Ow."
Beside you, Michael shifted. Not fully awake yet. Just reacting.You pressed a hand against your stomach and tried to wait for it to pass.
It didn't...
"M-Michael." a sleepy sound came from somewhere beneath the blankets. you nudged his shoulder. "Michael." this time his eyes opened immediately.
The second he heard your voice.
"What's wrong?" You curled slightly. "It hurts.." that woke him up fast. He pushed himself upright, hair a mess, sleep still all over his face. "Where?"
"My stomach." the concern appeared instantly.
"Baby... please be more clear?" Another cramp. You squeezed your eyes shut.
Michael was already reaching for the bedside lamp. a soft yellow glow filled the room.
"Hey." His hand found yours. "Look at me." You shook your head. "I-It hurts."
"I know.. tell me again baby? what do you feel." His voice stayed calm. Always calm.
The more upset you got, the calmer he became. It drove you crazy, but also comforted you at the same time. "C'mere."
a few minutes later both of you were sitting against the headboard, blankets tangled around your legs. Michael's arm draped behind you. Ready to catch you if you folded in on yourself again. "You think it's your period?"
You genuinely stopped your heart.The question should've been simple, Normal?? right? Instead it made something cold settle in your chest.
His brows furrowed. "What?" You stared at the blankets. Suddenly unable to answer.
Because the truth arrived all at once. Like a bucket of ice water.
Your period.
You hadn't gotten it. not last month. not this month either.
You sat up straighter.
"Oh." Michael immediately looked concerned. "What..?" Your breathing picked up. "Oh my-"
"Mama, please breath. what's goin' on."
"Oh my Goodness." Michael's hand found your shoulder. "Hey." you shook your head.
And suddenly you couldn't breathe properly. "M-Michael.." His expression changed immediately.
"Ma, look at me." You couldn't. Also, the nickname that he always called you didn't help.. Your eyes were already filling. "What if—"
"Hey." His hands gently cupped your face. not forcing, just grounding. "Look at me." eventually you did. His eyes were steady and Focused. Completely on you. "Breathe wit' me okay." You shook your head. "What if—"
"Breathe first."
"Michael—"
"Mama." His voice softened.The nickname nearly broke you. "Mama, breathe." You tried. Failed.. Tried again. Michael stayed right there.Thumb brushing against your cheek.
"It's okay."
"No, it's not."
"We don't know anythin' yet." His voice never rose, never rushed, he was always very patient with you. like he was trying to hold both of your panic at once.You stared at him.
Terrified... "What if I'm pregnant?" The words finally escaped. You didn't hate that.. it was just the timing and everything all at once. And once they did, the room felt impossibly quiet. Michael froze.
only for a second, a very small second. but you saw it. saw the realization hit him too.
saw him doing the same math you'd been doing. the same memories, the same dates, then he inhaled slowly.
His jaw tightened briefly before relaxing again. And when he spoke, his voice remained gentle. "Then we'll figure it out." You immediately started crying. because somehow that answer hurt more than panic would've. Michael pulled you toward him immediately, One arm around your shoulders.
The other hand rubbing slowly up and down your back. "Hey." You buried your face against his shirt. "I can't.. i'll ruin your career- and w-what will joe-"
"Yeah y'can." He stops you from Overthinking."I can't."
"Baby." His cheek rested lightly against your hair."We don't even know yet." Your hands clenched in the fabric of his shirt.
University.
Your future.
His career.
Him being famous.
The secret 'relationship.'
You guys being 'exes'
Joe.
everything you'd spent months trying to untangle. All of it suddenly felt like it was crashing toward you at once. Michael held you tighter. enough to keep you from falling apart completely. "Mama." His voice was quiet above you. "So we're not gonna panic before we know somethin', alright?"
You laughed through tears. a miserable sound. "I'm already panicking michael." That earned the tiniest smile from him. You felt it against your hair. "Yeah." His hand moved slowly over your back. "I can see that." a nother shaky breath escaped you. Michael stayed exactly where he was.
Keeping the room and his precious pearl steady.
even though you could feel his heart beating just as fast as yours.
－ㅤ ✉️ㅤ ex.ㅤ𝒐𝒕𝒘! 𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒍 , female reader , unplanned pregnancy, toxic lovers , angst exes who can't be exes at all. 🧺 this is just something short. 𝒑.𝒔 don't sleep with ur ex. ─── wc . . 329. i might make this a small diary series?? who knows..
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒅𝒊𝒅. for a second, you didn't know where you were.. the room was very dark and quiet.
then another cramp rolled through your stomach. you sucked in a breath. "Ow."
Beside you, Michael shifted. Not fully awake yet. Just reacting.You pressed a hand against your stomach and tried to wait for it to pass.
It didn't...
"M-Michael." a sleepy sound came from somewhere beneath the blankets. you nudged his shoulder. "Michael." this time his eyes opened immediately.
The second he heard your voice.
"What's wrong?" You curled slightly. "It hurts.." that woke him up fast. He pushed himself upright, hair a mess, sleep still all over his face. "Where?"
"My stomach." the concern appeared instantly.
"Baby... please be more clear?" Another cramp. You squeezed your eyes shut.
Michael was already reaching for the bedside lamp. a soft yellow glow filled the room.
"Hey." His hand found yours. "Look at me." You shook your head. "I-It hurts."
"I know.. tell me again baby? what do you feel." His voice stayed calm. Always calm.
The more upset you got, the calmer he became. It drove you crazy, but also comforted you at the same time. "C'mere."
a few minutes later both of you were sitting against the headboard, blankets tangled around your legs. Michael's arm draped behind you. Ready to catch you if you folded in on yourself again. "You think it's your period?"
You genuinely stopped your heart.The question should've been simple, Normal?? right? Instead it made something cold settle in your chest.
His brows furrowed. "What?" You stared at the blankets. Suddenly unable to answer.
Because the truth arrived all at once. Like a bucket of ice water.
Your period.
You hadn't gotten it. not last month. not this month either.
You sat up straighter.
"Oh." Michael immediately looked concerned. "What..?" Your breathing picked up. "Oh my-"
"Mama, please breath. what's goin' on."
"Oh my Goodness." Michael's hand found your shoulder. "Hey." you shook your head.
And suddenly you couldn't breathe properly. "M-Michael.." His expression changed immediately.
"Ma, look at me." You couldn't. Also, the nickname that he always called you didn't help.. Your eyes were already filling. "What if—"
"Hey." His hands gently cupped your face. not forcing, just grounding. "Look at me." eventually you did. His eyes were steady and Focused. Completely on you. "Breathe wit' me okay." You shook your head. "What if—"
"Breathe first."
"Michael—"
"Mama." His voice softened.The nickname nearly broke you. "Mama, breathe." You tried. Failed.. Tried again. Michael stayed right there.Thumb brushing against your cheek.
"It's okay."
"No, it's not."
"We don't know anythin' yet." His voice never rose, never rushed, he was always very patient with you. like he was trying to hold both of your panic at once.You stared at him.
Terrified... "What if I'm pregnant?" The words finally escaped. You didn't hate that.. it was just the timing and everything all at once. And once they did, the room felt impossibly quiet. Michael froze.
only for a second, a very small second. but you saw it. saw the realization hit him too.
saw him doing the same math you'd been doing. the same memories, the same dates, then he inhaled slowly.
His jaw tightened briefly before relaxing again. And when he spoke, his voice remained gentle. "Then we'll figure it out." You immediately started crying. because somehow that answer hurt more than panic would've. Michael pulled you toward him immediately, One arm around your shoulders.
The other hand rubbing slowly up and down your back. "Hey." You buried your face against his shirt. "I can't.. i'll ruin your career- and w-what will joe-"
"Yeah y'can." He stops you from Overthinking."I can't."
"Baby." His cheek rested lightly against your hair."We don't even know yet." Your hands clenched in the fabric of his shirt.
University.
Your future.
His career.
Him being famous.
The secret 'relationship.'
You guys being 'exes'
Joe.
everything you'd spent months trying to untangle. All of it suddenly felt like it was crashing toward you at once. Michael held you tighter. enough to keep you from falling apart completely. "Mama." His voice was quiet above you. "So we're not gonna panic before we know somethin', alright?"
You laughed through tears. a miserable sound. "I'm already panicking michael." That earned the tiniest smile from him. You felt it against your hair. "Yeah." His hand moved slowly over your back. "I can see that." a nother shaky breath escaped you. Michael stayed exactly where he was.
Keeping the room and his precious pearl steady.
even though you could feel his heart beating just as fast as yours.
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