Two blue lines confirmed his suspicions. He had hoped he just forgot to log his period that month. It had happened before, but that didn't explain the nausea. And these two blue lines proved that theory wrong. They proved it wrong not once or twice, but five times. Five little sticks displaying two blue lines spread out on the edge of the bathtub prove that this is real.
"Hey, pretty bird," Touya finally answers. "I'm a bit busy. Can I call you back?"
"I need you to come home," Keigo begs.
"What's wrong?"
"Now, Touya."
"I'll be there in ten minutes. Do you need me to stay on the phone?"
Shaking his head, Keigo says, "No. I just need you here."
He doesn't wait for a response before ending the call. He doesn't know what to do. He doesn't even know how this could have happened; they'd been so careful. Hadn't they? A cold wave of realization washes over him as the memory of one night overtakes his mind.
That night when something went wrong.
He remembers riding Touya. His legs trembled as he rose up and dropped back down. Touya had pulled him down into a rough kiss as a glowing hot hand traced lazy patterns into his thigh. The heat alone made his head swim with pleasure.
That night, when Touya came, Keigo felt the hot fluid flood him. The condom had broken. He had been too lost in bliss to really care, especially when the pyro made him come two more times with his tongue and fingers.
The sound of the door being unlocked snaps him out of his memory. "Keigo?" Touya calls as he enters the apartment. He must look terrified when he opens the door to the bathroom. "Baby, what happened? Are you okay?" he asks, quickly moving to pull the trembling hero into his arms.
"I'm pregnant."