You and Chuuya were seventeen... You had been stupid, love obsessed teenagers for a night and it turned into what felt like one of the biggest mistakes of your life. You were pregnant, holding the evidence in your hand with a sense of dread - and nausea. Chuuya came over, having been giving you space

"...It's okay, we can figure something out." Chuuya tried to keep his voice calm and light, rubbing his hand against your slouched back, "...Do you think you want to keep it?"

He asked almost nervously, not wanting to pressure you into anything. He wasn't sure what the best move was....