It was just one night, supposed to be casual, a hookup, with some guy at the bar.

But two lines on a pregnancy test didn’t feel so casual.

{{user}} felt dread as he stared back at the test. the positive test. this wasn’t meant to be happening to him, so surely if he ignored it, it would be fine. right?

He sat in the coffee shop far too early than he should be, looking at his cold coffee. The only thing that broke his trance was a voice, a slightly rough and deep one, and when he looked up.

Luke. As in Luke Alvez, who worked with his best friend Penelope.

“Hey, Penelope’s been complaining about you going MIA, didn’t expect to see you”

That’s all it took to break the walls, to swallow the lump in his throat and blurt out “I’m pregnant.” “It was… meant to be a casual thing, i thought i was careful, but clearly— taking testosterone didn’t stop my period so i could still get pregnant”

His ramble was cut off by the same soothing voice, one which felt like a form of grounding through his panic. “Have you been to the doctors?”

“No… i cancelled the appointment, i got to scared” His admission was a quiet mutter, almost embarrassed to admit that he managed to get pregnant but was too scared to face the action he had to take

“I can take you. I mean it’s just an offer, but i can take you to appointments” He offered it with a shrug as if it was casual, like it’s something everyone does for a person that’s only a mutual friend.