TZUYU-GRAM | tzuyu x reader

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tzuyu looks down at the sheets of paper that were layered on top of the doctor's bed, fisting it. "i promise i will."

"this is all so crazy," jihyo shakes her head, chuckling to herself.

tzuyu nods. just then the doctor pushes the door open, clipboard in hand and a stance that yells importance and sophistication.

sana, tzuyu, and jihyo immediately bow, respectfully. the doctor smiles at the three of them. "good afternoon, ladies," he greets.

sana stands up, holding her hand out for him to shake. "doctor, what were the results?"

he chuckles at how desperate sana was with the questions. "please, sit, i want to talk first. just a few questions."

jihyo seems irritated with the stalling while tzuyu just nervously pulls at the paper sheets.

"how old are you, ms. tzuyu?" he asks, pencil on paper ready to write.

"i-i'm 18," she answered.

"and how old is your boyfriend—or fling—" the doctor asks again, unable to finish because tzuyu is quick to answer.

"boyfriend! he's my boyfriend. kai, he is—um—19, that's his age," she was too nervous, stuttering over her words and pulling at the sheets harder and faster.

the doctor nodded, scribbling quickly. "was it consensual or—"

tzuyu turns red in the face at the thought of how desperate she was the day everything went down. sana turned red too, unable to even think of her precious yoda doing anything sexual. jihyo simply looked around the room, feeling as though she was intruding. "of course it was, he would never—i would never—we both would never do anything like that—why would you assume such a thing?"

the doctor smiled at tzuyu apologetically. "nothing against you two, dear. it's just simply protocol to ask these questions. one last one, just out of my curiosity, where is he, ma'am?"

tzuyu gulped, looking down. "h-he doesn't know i'm here," tzuyu said with nothing but guilt.

removing his glasses and setting the clipboard down, the doctor rubbed his face. "very well then, the results—i will tell you now," all three of them leaned in as if they would miss something if they were even just a little back.

"miss tzuyu, you are pregnant."

...

"that was fun!" dahyun cheered, clapping her hands like a child.

chaeyoung nodded, swinging her arms back and forth.

you, on the other hand, had a headache and your arms were sore from carrying bag and bags and bags of clothes and supplies. most of the clothes belonged to the two girls who went overboard when they say there was a sale at their favorite store.

after putting the bags in the trunk of the uber, you asked the driver to stay there for a while as you walk to the pharmacy to pick up your little sister's medicine, chae and dahyun by your side.

"should we go visit tzuyu later, i miss her," chaeyoung asked.

dahyun slapped her shoulder. "don't go missing another girl when all you need is right here."

you rolled your eyes at their silly banter. moments like these—seeing your two friends completely in love—made you very happy. only a few months ago, you had been making zero progress trying to win over the quiet girl in your class. now, you could very much call her the love of your life.

this really had been the best school year ever. too bad it would all end soon, and you would be gone soon.

when you reach the front desk, you give them your dad's name and sign a paper.

"remember to only take the amount written on the bottle," the front desk worker said in a monotone voice. "children under 12 must take—"

"woah, is that jihyo?" chaeyoung points to the cheerleader walking out of the check up area, purse in hand.

dahyun squints her eyes even though she wasn't that far. "yeah, is that sana?"

"thanks—" you say, taking the bag with the one bottle of child's medicine. your attention is taken when you hear chaeyoung say:

"hold up, tzuyu's with them too."

you immediately turn to see what they are looking at and see your girlfriend walking out with her arms full.

arms full of pregnancy pamphlets.

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