When you finally opened your eyes again you were in the school sick bay, on one of their beds.
“What the?!” You yelped as you sat up quickly.
“Ayo chill.” One of your teammates said from beside you.
“What am I doing here?! We have a game to win.” You said quickly as you tried to get out of bed.
“No way, you’re not going anywhere, you just flaked out in the middle of the court.” She said with a laugh.
“I’m fine, I just skipped breakfast.” You replied curtly, “lemme get back to it.”
“Nah fam, sorry, you’re staying here till your parents come getcha.”
“What?! No! Come on, let me play.” You begged, “see, I’m fine!”
“Listen dude, school nurse took your blood pressure and it was lower than my will to live so you gotta chill, aight?” She said as she stood up and patted your arm. “We’ll win for ya.”
“Ugh!” You groaned sharply as you flopped back onto the bed. “Why now?!”
It wasn’t long before your mum walked into the room and looked at you.
“What happened, hun?” She asked.
“I didn’t have breakfast and my blood pressure was low so I passed out, but I’m FINE!” You added, “please, tell the nurse I’m ok so I can go back and play?”
“I think you should rest and eat a proper meal at home, sweetheart.” Your mum said tenderly, “you can play the next game.”
You slumped and dragged your feet out of the bed, not wanting to move unless it was to go back to the game.
Your mum thanked the nurse and you both headed home, much to your chagrin.
“How’d the practice match go?” Dabi texted you later that day.
“Didn’t get to play because I passed out and they sent me to the nurses office.” You sent back, adding the angry face on the end, “I’m pissed. Don’t wanna talk about it.”
“Oh? Wanna have angry sex to get it out of your system then?” He leered, sending the smug face emoji.
“Could you handle angry sex with me? I might cut your dick off and sew it to your forehead.” You sent.
“Does that mean you’d ride my face then?” He asked. “Not gonna lie that image does terrify me though.”
“So you’re scared of two things in life. Me dabbing and me sewing your own dick to your forehead.” You sent.
“One is a very real and terrifying fear though.” Dabi replied.
“No but seriously, you ok?” He asked.
“You’re so soft now, Dabi.” You sent back.
“Lemme rephrase my previous text then. You’d better be ok otherwise I’ll fuck you sideways from Monday to June.”
“That makes absolutely no sense at all.” You replied, cracking a smile as you replied his text.
Just then your mum called out that lunch was ready.
“Gotta go, lunch is ready.” You sent to him.
“Eat up, mumma.” He replied.
You furrowed your brows in confusion at his text. Staring at your screen a little too long.
You looked up at your blank wall, staring intently at it as you tried to count how many weeks it had been since your last period.
“Oh shit.” You thought, “I never took that morning after pill and my period is 1 and a bit weeks late. Fuuuck, how am I going to do a pregnancy test without my parents knowing?!”
You stomach knotted with fear and stress.
“What if I actually AM pregnant?!” You thought, “Dabi did want this, so we’d be fine, don’t panic.”
You got up and slowly made your way towards the kitchen as you mind continued to mull over things.
“Come and eat.” Your mum said cheerfully as you walked throughout doorway.
There was a heap of food there but the sudden worry of possible pregnancy, robbed you of your appetite and you dolefully sat down and stared at your plate.
“Well? Eat up sweetheart.” Your mum encouraged.
You looked up and smiled weakly at her before reaching for some food.
“Are there some early pregnancy symptoms that might be able to tell me if I am pregnant or not?” You thought as you discreetly pulled your phone out of your pocket and punched the question into google, clicking on the first link that came up.
You quickly scanned the list, answering no to all of the questions as they came up;
Sore boobs? No. Aversion to food? No… well, no not really, I’ll be able to eat better once I know if I’m pregnant or not. Tired? Always but no more than usual. More frequent urination? No. That was a weird question. Missed period? Yeah… but out of all these symptoms I only answered yes to ONE of them. That’s a pretty good score for NOT being pregnant.” You thought as your stress eased it’s grip on your stomach. “I’ll do a test just in case but I don’t think I’m pregnant.”
And with that you happily dug into your lunch and ate your fill before going and taking a nap.
The next day was Sunday and you spent a lot of it sleeping.
“Man I just want to eat and sleep these days.” You thought as you rolled over and looked at the time, “3:30pm, guess I should get up.“
You dragged yourself out of bed and took a shower, then got back into some fresh pajamas and flopped back into bed again.
“Wyd?” Dabi texted as your head hit the pillow.
“Sleeping.” You replied.
“The fuck? It’s afternoon. What time did you go to sleep last night?” He asked.
“11pm.” You replied, “which is early by my standards! I dunno I’m just wasted today, must be the weather.”
“Wanna come over and chill?” He asked, sending an eggplant emoji on the end.
“You sure sound like you just want to chill.” You replied back sarcastically. “Yeah sure, I’ll tell mum I’m heading to yours and be there in 15. I’m coming over in my PJ’s tho.”
“I don’t care, they’ll be on the floor in 5 seconds flat.” He replied.
“Ok, I feel like I just need a good fucking and another nap, then I’ll be good.” You texted.
“Lemme take care of you, baby, I gotchu covered… in cum.” He sent.
“Rude.” You replied, attaching the tongue emoji.
“Stop delaying the inevitable and get your sexy ass over here so I can smack it.”
You replied with a thumbs up as you grabbed your bag and wandered out of your bedroom.
“Muuum,” you called out as you got to the front door, “I’m going to Dabi’s for a bit.”
“Ok, honey, see you when you get back,” She called from somewhere in the house.
You nodded as you left, casually making your way to Dabi’s, in pajamas, giving zero fucks as to what you looked like.