My parents owned the most expensive Perfume shop in France thus, we're rich as fuck.
On second thought, they're rich, not me.
I'm still a collegian and I have so much to learn.
When the doctor came, she examined me before staring at me with wide eyes.
My mom who was sitting on the bed burst out of tears
"Oh no! My baby is dying! We have to give him the best funeral ever! Honey, while you're still alive, what kind of tomb do you want? What flower should I burry you with-"
"Jesus Christ mom, I'm not dying!" I exclaimed in annoyance and she sniffed, wiping her tears
"Sorry. Continue doctor" She said to the doctor who nodded.
"Well-"
"No, my baby!" Marie burst open the door and started crying too
Marie was a maid in our house for 20 years now and she is like my second mother
"I heard your mom, baby. You're dying? Tell me the last thing you want to eat-"
"Oh for fuck sake, why do you guys want to kill me so much?" I screamed
"Sir calm down, too much stress isn't good for the baby!" The doctor said
"THE WHAT?" We all screamed in horror while the doctor winced
"Well congrats Mr Joan, you're pregnant!"
I should have been the one to faint at this news since I was pregnant but my mom and Marie did.
And mom wonder why people call us weird creation of god!
When mom and Marie regained conscious, they rubbed their head and mom giggled
"Oh Cédrik, I had the weirdest dream you know?" Mom said
"You too?" Marie exclaimed to mom who nodded
"Yeah! In this dream, Cédrik was pregnant and- ah shit, it's not a dream, isn't it?" Both of them said in unison as they realised and I nodded.
I got up the bed and pulled my shirt up before rubbing my belly gently
"A tiny little human is growing inside" I whsipered as tears filled my eyes.
"What happened?" Dad said quickly coming into the room and I got up from the bed.
When he saw me crying, he quickly walked towards me and hugged me tight
"Oh Cédrik, it's alright. You're not dying son, don't listen to your mother and Marie. I promise you" he cooed and I suddenly chuckled at that.
When I was smaller, whenever I used to hurt myself, Mom would burst out of crying and say that I was dying.
Naïve as a child, I would cry at that, thinking that I was really going to die and then, dad would comfort me by saying that I wasn't going to die
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Gift From God- (mxm)/Mpreg
RomanceWARNING- M-Preg and no smut. Marked mature because of language. Oh and not for grammar freaks, sorry but it ruins my fun to write! Oh and... Having a Happy ending is the law I never break. ... Cédrik Joan, a French native with rich parents has be...
Chapter 01
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