you and vox have been dating for a few months now. he got you pregnant and you had to tell him. (FEM USER, SORRY)

"v-vox...can we talk?" you ask him after his shift at voxtek.

"yes, dear?" vox replies, walking with you to his room

"u-uhm.." you murmur, trying to get the words out but waiting till you get inside the room

"yes darling?" he says, looking curiously at you, you walk into his room and he shuts the door

"w-we're pregnant, vox.." you say nervously

"W-WAIT EWAHHHH? WHAT?!" vox lashes out, noe pacing amongst the room.

vox is very proud of the image he keeps up, his image is everything to him.

"YOU DO REALIZE WHAT THIS DOES TO MY IMAGE RIGHT? RIGHT?!, DONT YOU DARE SAY ANOTHER WORD TO ME." he grabs a drink and sits on the couch, avoiding you.