The teacher and The mechanic

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟾- ♏︎

"How was your day?" I asked as Can entered our flat.
"I remember why I hated high school," she grumbled, burying her face into my chest.
"Now now," I chastised. "You met me in High school,"
"Oh yes. Well, the first four years were terrible," She concluded.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that," I frowned and cupped her face in one of my hands.
"I'm still here today and I'm happy. I love my life," She smiled.
"I'm glad," I hugged her again.
"We should probably get ready for Aqua and Lib's announcements," She changed the subject.
"Yeah. We probably should. Winters place... not fancy so not my fancy leather jacket,"
"You have a fancy leather jacket?"
"It's the one with no blood on it,"
She gave me a weird look.
"I ride a motorbike, am in a gang. And blood never washes out," I explained.
"You've fallen off your motorbike?"
"I'm going to go get ready," I coughed and let her go.
"Scorpio!"

"Okay. What are these announcements?" Taurus demanded once we were sat down and had ordered our food.
"I'm pregnant," Aqua informed us.
Sagittarius choked on his beer.
"What?"
"I forgot to tell you earlier," she said to her boyfriend.
"No really?" He asked sarcastically.
She stuck her tongue out at him.
"We get to be aunts and uncles! Yes!" Pisces cheered.
"I'm glad someone is happy," Aquarius gave her boyfriend a pointed look.
"I never said I wasn't!" He protested.
"Are you?"
"I'm surprised but can't wait!"
"Good!"
"Uh... okay," Gemini raised an eyebrow at the couple.
"Don't question them," Capricorn suggested.
"Good plan," Virgo mumbled.
"Lib? You okay?" Cancer asked the woman softly.
"Scared," she mumbled.
"No one will look at you any different,"
"What's wrong?" Leo piped up.
"I'm lesbian!" Libra blurted before clapping her hands to her mouth.
Okay. So I wasn't expecting that but- well done her for coming out.
"Okay! So when do you think our dinner will be ready? I'm starving," Taurus looked around the table.
"Soon I hope," Aries agreed.
Libra smiled softly as everyone started complaining about the food.
I nudged Cancer. "You're great,"
"I know," she hummed.
I rolled my eyes and she giggled.
"Okay Aqua. How far along are you? I need to buy so many tiny things for your baby," Libra declared to her best friend.
"Like a week or something, and please do not go overboard,"
"I make no promises,"
"Lucky me,"