notes: pregnant!reader, for @fatty_caty

you didn't think chuuya was the sort to settle down and have a family, in fact, in your whole relationship, you never really addressed it. you and chuuya had been in a secret relationship and it was your call to keep the relationship covert because you assumed that your coworkers would be aggressively against it.

"what?" you spluttered, looking at yosano in surprise. you hadn't been feeling well for the past few weeks and you decided to see the resident doctor. "that—no i'm not," you denied.

"[name], you're 6 weeks pregnant." the noire haired doctor crossed her legs, smiling. "congratulations. how are you going to tell your partner?"

"i don't know." you weren't entirely sure how you were meant to tell chuuya, or even how he would react. you thanked your coworker and went through the rest of the day feeling dazed. you really should have had a talk before this happened.

"are you alright?" dazai asked, leaning over to look at you.

"yeah, i'm completely fine. unrelated note: you used to be partnered with chuuya, right?"

dazai blinked, cogs turning in his head. "yeah, why?"

"cool, nice nice. know what his opinion on children is?"

there was a long silence. "oh my fucking god."

"i know."

"i—are you serious?"

"i mean—yosano said it—"

"no, no, i mean you settled for chuuya?"

"it might have been a mistake to tell you." you pinched the bridge of your nose.

"what kind of reaction were you expecting?" you stood up lethargically, sighing as you left.

you kicked off your shoes, preparing dinner as you waited for chuuya to come home. well you could just get an abortion and pretend it never happened but that seemed like a terrible idea. what's the worst that could happen?

"i'm home." his voice startled you, making you yelp as you accidentally cut your finger. he walked into the kitchen, shocked as he saw the blood on your hands. "are you okay?" he took your hand, putting it under the running water as he dried it up and put a plaster on it. "what were you doing?"

"um, cutting vegetables."

chuuya sighed, taking the knife from your hands. "go set up the table." you did as he said as he made curry. you watched him cook, smiling radiantly as you set up the table with plates and cutlery. "what's wrong?"

"what's your opinion on children?"

"never thought about it. i don't mind them."

"would you want any?" chuuya stopped stirring the curry, looking at you curiously.

"what brought this up?" he went back to stirring the curry.

"well, the prospect of having kids was on my mind recent and i've been wondering what exactly your opinion—"

"you're pregnant, aren't you?"

"what? how did you know?" chuuya held up his phone, showing dazai's texts. "oh, right."

"were you planning to tell me?"

"if i thought you'd be fine with it." chuuya sighed, wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.

he didn't say anything for a moment. "we're going to have a kid?" you nodded as he buried his face in your nape, grinning happily. "sounds good."

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