Chronos stared at the result indicator.
Then he rushed again and vomited. After he flushed, he rinsed his mouth at the sink and stared at his face in the mirror.
Pale. Eyes sunk a little too deep. Ringed shadows that couldn't be hidden by a concealer.
His idol face is cracking; this won't do.
Chronos turned on his light brain and turned on the music to calm down. Following the music were a bunch of notifications that came like a heartbeat.
But he didn't look at it for now.
Instead, he reached for the home pregnancy detection kit and took the test again.
And just as quickly as the previous one, the results came in no time.
Still, positive.
Chronos took a step back, dizzy, until his back met the wall. His knees trembled and gave out before he realized. His legs splayed in front of him while his back was pressed flat against the wall.
He was really pregnant.
Really, really pregnant.
But—
"You absolute—" His voice cracked.
