Understanding Simple (Chanyeol X Reader)

Chapter 53

After getting a new IPhone 8, the week continued by as usual; Chanyeol went to practice and worked his butt off, while I do random things around town. 

I decide to call (b/f/n) to get out of the house. We decide to go to the Ice Cream Shoppe. I get there and find her sitting at our usual booth. 

"Hey, (b/f/n)! How are you?" I ask, taking a seat across from her. 

"I am doing amazing! Kai is absolutely perfect, I think I'm falling in love, does that sound crazy?"

"Heck no! I knew you guys would hit it off!" I exclaim. 

"So, how are you doing? It's been a crazy last few months...how's Chanyeol?" she asks. 

"He's doing well, ah-I don't know..." my stomach rumbles, "...do you have any pickles or anything?" 

She raises an eyebrow, "pickles? You hate them!"

"I know, but I am just really craving them...can we go get some?" 

She narrows her eyes, "okay?" 

We walk to the nearest grocery store and I rush through the isles to find a jar of pickles. (b/f/n) follows close behind me, watching intently of what I'm doing. My stomach rumbles, and all my mind can think about is food. 

I turn my head and see the snacks isle, "oooh..." I mumble aloud. I rush down the isle, seeing (b/f/n) walking away, "hey! Where are you going?" 

"I just need to grab something! I'll meet you at the check out." 

I roll my eyes and head back to grabbing snacks that look good: chips, cookies, even chocolate. With my arms full I head to the checkout and pay for everything. (b/f/n) holds a small bag in her hands but I don't think anything of it. As we walk out of the store, I pull out the jar of pickles and open it up, taking a bite out of one. The taste invades my mouth and I give a satisfied grin. 

"Geez...I think we need to get you home," she says, dragging me to my apartment. 

I toss the bags on the couch, digging through them to find what I want to eat next. I pull out a bag of chips and turn my head to see (b/f/n) staring at me. I notice her bag again. 

"What did you get?" I ask, crunching a few chips in my mouth. 

"I just thought you would need these," she says, handing me the bag. I look inside, my eyes widening. 

"You think I'm pregnant?!?" I yell, "do I look pregnant?" 

"No! It's just, you're having really weird cravings, and I know that you and Chanyeol-" 

"-Stop! I'm not pregnant!" I advise. 

She crosses her arms and tilts her head.

"Fine! I'll take the test, but just for you! And when it comes back negative, you'll see."

I head to the bathroom and open one of the boxes. After doing what it says, I look at the key. One line is not pregnant, two lines is pregnant. 

I hold it in my hand, waiting for the line to show up. Within ten minutes, one line appears. I walk out, waving the stick in my hand. 

"See, (b/f/n)! Not pregnant!" 

She takes the stick studying it for a bit, "it doesn't always work on the first try, you know, that why I got 5." 

I roll my eyes, "so I have to do it again?"

She nods her head. I groan, heading back to the bathroom. I take the next test, grumbling to myself, "this is ridiculous, I'm not pregnant. We always use protection..."

I look down at the stick and see two lines. My eyes widen and I drop the stick. 

"no, no, no..." I pick up the next 3 tests and take them, each one coming back pregnant. I look in the mirror, my skin ghost-white. 

"No freaking way..." I say to myself. 

I hear a knock on the door, "are you okay, (y/n)?"

(b/f/n) opens the door and sees the tests sitting on the sink. A large smile grows on her face, "my best friend is pregnant!" She laughs, hugging me tightly. 

She pulls away, and I feel a bit dizzy. She looks at me strange, "are you okay?" 

"ah-" my stomach churns and I turn around quickly vomiting into the toilet. 

(b/f/n) holds my hair back, rubbing the small of my back gently. She hands me a tissue, wiping the spit off my lips. 

"(y/n), let's lay down on the couch and I'll make you a cup of tea," she guides me slowly to the living room and I lay on the couch. She lays a blanket over me, leaving to make tea. 

As I sit alone on the couch, realization hits me, "How am I gonna tell Chanyeol?"