your eyes flutter open as the light rays of the sun strike your face. you stretched, leaving your bed. however, you suddenly felt nauseous. thus, you ran to the bathroom for relief. this has been going on for a few days; but yet another scary fact— your cycle was late.

just a few weeks ago, you had broken up with your ex-boyfriend, fyodor; and not long ago, this week, you reunited with your friend dazai upon encountering him at a bar.

upon recalling, the only times you’ve had the pleasure of intimacy as of late were with these two. the former best friends, whose friendship ended in a competition for your heart.

thus, you made up a plan— you called both fyodor and dazai on the phone, separately. “meet me at the restaurant near my apartment,” you told them both.

[ 📍 RESTAURANT , 6PM ]

Fyodor: I must admit, Dazai. I am almost impressed with your audacity to sabotage my reunion with my lover.

Dazai chuckled, a smirk forming on his lips. Dazai: Lover? Don’t be ridiculous. You’ve broken up. Besides, I was invited here.

before they could continue, you interrupted them. “stop it, both of you!” you exclaimed. “i invited you both here for a very important reason.”

with this, dazai and fyodor ceased and turned their attention on you.

“i’m pregnant,” you continued, hands curling into fists “and i don’t know which one of you is the father.”

fyodor’s eyes widened. dazai covered his mouth in shock.