𝑲ᴇɪ ᴛsᴜᴋɪsʜɪᴍᴀ⭐

Tsukishima and you had been a couple for two years. You had a very nice and healthy relationship; you both lived together in a house decorated to your liking.

Everything was fine until you started acting strange…you stopped eating with him, sometimes you avoided talking to him…he thought you had another romantic interest or something like that, which really discouraged him…

What he didn't know was that you were pregnant, and you didn't know how to tell him for fear of how he would react. One day you texted him saying, "We need to talk." He arrived home soon after, sat next to you, and took your hand with a slightly pleading look.

"Tell me...tell me what you want to tell me...why do you want to talk? Is everything alright with me, love?"

He says, somewhat nervously, afraid that you'll finish it.