happy endings;
Seeing Peter made Gwen lower lip tremble, as her eyes filled with tears. What could she do? She had to tell the truth, and they’ll both decide what’s best for the three of them.
«I need to talk to you.»
Gwen’s face was expressionless apart from the glassy eyes.«I.. This is too hard. This wasn’t meant to happen!» She bursted out crying, the hormones were acting at this point. «I’m not blaming anyone, I promise.» She sniffled, sitting on the edge of her bed, and hugging her pillow thightly against her chest before talking again.
«I’m pregnant, Peter.»
Peter's heart was pounding so loudly in his ear that he wasn't sure he had even heard her right. Pregnant? There just -- there was no way. They were too young and his life was too dangerous.
"W-What? Pre-pregnant?"
He somehow managed to stutter out. Peter can feel his fingers loosen around his mask, until it falls into a pile on her floor. Oh god, he feels like he's about to pass out, or like he can't stand. Or both. Rubbing his fingers against his cheek, he slowly and calmly walked over to her, easing himself down to sit next to her. He does not meet her gaze. He's too scared to.
"Are you sure?"
