#thread; expectancy

@eirgoddessofdarkness -- continued from (x)

Eir made her way over to her friend after she closed the door. In the many years before, while Loki’s state would never have made her uncomfortable, it would have made her blush deeply and wonder what would come from her asking to see more. But in the past number of years she had changed her mind and now no longer seeked out her friend romantically.

She sat down on one of the chairs near the vanity and her fingers nervously twirled strands of hair. “Oh Loki…” she began but stopped after a moment before she got to her feet and moved closer to her friend.

“Something I never thought would happen has occurred…” She could see herself in the mirror now, see the bump that was not there yet but in fact was just a trick or the light. Her eyes welled up with tears as she looked at her friend via the mirror.

“I am with child.”

♔—- Loki stared at her friend for a solid minute in shock. Loki was no stranger to unexpected pregnancies. After Sleipnir and the triplets, it certainly became a fear of hers to repeat it. Therefore, she went to great extents to keep herself magically infertile to ensure that she never endured another unplanned pregnancy again. Her pregnancies had been the result of magic, however, not carelessness or failed contraceptives.

And she certainly never expected her friend to fall into the same trap.

“You’re pregnant?” Loki finally repeated, reaching over to place a hand on her friend’s thigh. “Darling, shh, it’s all right...” Her second hand lifted to Eir’s cheek so she could brush away the tears the spilled down her face. “Does the father know? Do you plan on keeping the child with him? Is he supportive? Do you--” She caught herself then, before she could continue her bombardment of questions.