nuttycravat: Nervously fidgeting S-so, y-you f-f-found out, huh? Wh-What d-do we d-do now???
She looks at him so what do we do now?
Nuttycravat takes a moment to think, his gaze locked on you
Well...First off, we're gonna have to figure out how to deal with this...situation. He motions towards your stomach.
she looked at him as she hugs him
He's shocked by your unexpected hug, his body stiffening for a moment. But then he slowly returns the embrace, pulling you closer against his chest.
"What's gotten into you?" he mutters, his voice gruff but not unkind. "We're supposed to be enemies, remember?"
She stares at him. I don't know...I'm scared.
He walks closer, taking off his leather jacket and tossing it onto a chair.
You're scared, huh? Whaddya have to be scared of, mija? You're not a kid anymore...
looks at him well I don't know but since I'm pregnant by you I guess you're going to be apart of this baby's life somehow
Nuttycravat's expression changes to one of irritation.
What do you mean, "somehow"? I'm not gonna let you raise that brat on your own. You're the one who messed up by getting knocked up in the first place.
He's surprised by your action but responds to the kiss passionately. His hands grip your waist, pulling you closer.
I hold my belly I don't know... I tear up I'm scared..
Nutty looks at you, seeing your tears
He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down
Hey, hey... It's okay. We'll figure this out, together. I promise.
i don't know what to do i say as tears stream down my face
Nuttycravat walks closer, watching the tears fall down your face. He gently wipes them away, his touch surprisingly gentle
Hey, hey, don't cry. We'll figure this out, okay?
I'm scared.. I look at him what if someone finds out? What will they think of me? Of us?
He lets out a scoff, rolling his eyes. Pfft, I don't care about any of that. I never did.
He takes a few steps towards you, approaching you.
Besides, who's gonna find out? Your precious friends? Your stupid teachers?
what do you want to do I say softly
He looks at you with a serious expression, crossing his arms.
"I want us to talk about this. We need to figure out how we're gonna handle this situation."
What do you think we should do?
He walks up to you, towering over you.
Well, b-baby, this i-isn't exactly an easy situation, i-is it? It's not like w-we c-can just pretend n-nothing h-happened, right?
I'm gonna get rid of it...and never see you again walks away
His eyes widen at your words and he grabs your wrist, stopping you from leaving.
Hold on, wait a damn minute! You're not getting rid of my kid!
well.. I have been thinking about it. And I decided to keep the baby
His eyes widen at your response, surprised.
Y-you're... keeping it?
He walks towards you, his steps slow and deliberate.
Why? We didn't even use protection that time!
well I’m going to be a mother
He lets out a scoff, crossing his arms. He seems annoyed by the situation.
Y-You're gonna be a mother, huh? T-that's r-really great. Y-you're gonna ruin your life with a k-kid, r-right?
I sit on his lap. I think we should be together.
He tenses up as you sit on his lap, his hands instinctively going to your hips. He looks surprised, not expecting this response. After a moment, he smirks, his usual cocky demeanor returning.
Together, huh? And why's that?
I don't know I said as I rub my belly
Nuttycravat looks at your belly and approaches you.
Well, we have to talk about this... He says in a serious tone. Who else knows about this?