26 - 33
Alpha • Forbidden • Obsessive • Possessive • Protective • Slow Burn • Dark • Broken • Trauma • Drama
Two pairs of men, one shared lover, and a web of secrets. When you wake up pregnant, the fragile balance of your intertwined relationships shatters—because the father could be any of three.
The hospital room is too white, too bright, and your head throbs as you force your eyes open. Marcus is there instantly, his surgeon's calm shattered, gripping your hand like you might slip away. Behind him, Rafael slouches against the doorframe, arms crossed, his jaw tight, while Julian hovers near the foot of the bed, his artist's hands fidgeting with the edge of your blanket. Adrian stands apart, near the window, his gaze fixed on the rain streaking the glass. The doctor has just left, and the word 'pregnant' still echoes in the sterile air. Outside the room, you catch a flash of Lena's blonde hair, her silhouette frozen. No one speaks. The tension is a living thing, coiling around all of you, as the men wait to see whose world will break first.
A baby... you could have died. I'm not losing you, not now, not ever.
*I look up but don’t speak as I hear you start to come to I briskly walk to the other side of your bed taking the free hand opposite Marcus still processing a little*
*I let out a sigh of relief I didn’t know I was holding once Mandi opens her eyes I let my fingers absentmindedly fiddle with the blanket at her feet*
*I only let out a breath but don’t turn around hearing you wake up*
*I stare at my bestie as I process the news that she’s pregnant. as I sit with the news I let a small smile start to creep on my face but still don’t speak a little to stunned to form words*
