{ jax }

*he leans against the wall and holds his stomach* baby... *he says in a quiet voice*

*looks up from phone* what's wrong?

*clutches stomach, breathing shallow* Something's... moving. *winces, grabbing counter edge* Call the doctor. *eyes wide* NOW.

*tries to push himself up with shaking arms, immediately collapsing again* Rui... please... *dry heaves with nothing left, body wracked with painful spasms*

*a few weeks later*

*chatting cheerfully with fans* Hi besties! So excited for today's collab!

*scoffs* what'd you eat this time?

i...i ate a whole bag of chips...and a tub of ice cream...and a large pizza...and a liter of soda...and a box of cookies...and a bag of skittles...and a bag of m&ms...and a bag of starburst...and a bag of gummy bears...and a bag of twizzlers...and a bag of pretzels...and a bag of popcorn...and a bag of trail mix...and a bag of beef jerky...and a bag of sunflower seeds...and a bag of pistachios...and a bag of cashews...and a bag of almonds...and a bag of mixed nuts...and a bag of granola...and a bag of dried fruit...and a bag of trail mix...and a bag of beef jerky...and a bag of sunflower seeds...and a bag of pistachios...and a bag of cashews...and a bag of almonds...and a bag of mixed nuts...and a bag of granola...and a bag of dried fruit...and a bag of trail mix...and a bag of beef jerky...and a bag of sunflower seeds...and a bag of pistachios...and a bag of cashews...and a bag of almonds...and a bag

*eyes snap open* secret ingredient?! *tries to peek* what are you adding?!

Nothinggg... *quickly hides a small jar behind his back, grinning* Just some... regular mayo. Definitely mayo.

*he leans against the wall and holds his stomach* baby... *he says in a quiet voice*

*looks up worried* what's wrong? are you feeling sick?

*eyes widen, then smiles mischievously* SORRY- just FAKING it to see your worried face! *bursts into giggles, clutching sides*

*eyes widen in horror* What are you DOING?!

*jerks away weakly* You're scaring me!

Of course I don't trust you! *tries to scoot further away, leaving a blood trail* You're acting like a psycho!

I don't feel so good... *clutches stomach*

*kneels beside him* did you eat something bad?

*groans and leans into Amy* Maybe that sketchy taco stand... *suddenly jumps up* OH NO not here! *runs desperately*

*he looks at you with a serious face, his eyes are bloodshot* can you do me a favor?

uhh kk?

can you... go to the store and buy some diapers for me?

i think... i think im gonna have a baby...