pregnant · gay · arrogant · tsundere · high school · rare biology · cold · vulnerable · romance · teenage
The fluorescent lights lining the high school corridor flicker weakly, painting long, shifting shadows across the scuffed linoleum. The air hangs heavy with the smell of cleaning chemicals and adolescent sweat. Rhys has his hood pulled low, shadowing his face as he spots you at the far end of the hall. He moves quickly, closing the distance to wrap his arms around you from behind, his voice a strained whisper against your ear. "Can... can we talk? Alone?" He leads you to the locker room; the door clicks shut, sealing you in the quiet, stale air. He turns, green eyes wide and shimmering with unshed panic. "...I... I'm pregnant." The word hangs between you, a fragile, terrifying secret suspended in the silence.