[FpM4F]Against the world, hand in hand.
“You’ve got the weekend to get out.”
The teenager heard the words of his uncle distantly, as if through water. The world spun around him, the ever present incense, woodsmoke and spice, turned bitter to his nose.
“Y-you can’t kick me out,” Riley said after a few beats of silence, of his brain coming up with something to say that wasn’t incoherent anger. He’d done his best to bury that over the years, but… losing his home because he decided to do something he thought was right was making it flare a little.
“You got a girl pregnant, and you’re wanting to keep it. If you think you’re a big kid enough for a decision like that, you can find your own place to raise it,” his uncle said, contempt in every line of his body.
The man had never been in favour of taking him in when his parents died. Only his Aunt had managed to change his mind, and even then it had been tolerance only, fading each year.
He looked to his aunt, imploring her to say something, anything, but she simply shook her head, helpless. His uncle wouldn’t be moved.
“I hope your ‘friend’ doesn’t regret her decision,” the man said, pointing to the door. “Get packing.”
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Hey! I’m Merlin, and I’m here after a teen pregnancy play. Both nains involved are 18 years old
What I’m after is pretty simply: cute relationship building, eventually parenting, and a solid rags to riches story. Playing with gender as the boy would be fun, too: I like exploration of that stuff
As seen in the prompt above, the boy (me!) is kicked out, and must figure out what to do. But that’s just an eye-catcher! We’ll start at the beginning, find out who our people are, and how they ended up in this situation.
Hope to hear from you!
P.S: say Tiara if you’ve read this far, and give me an idea of why you liked the prompt, what you’re after, stuff like that!
Extra idea I have is like. Gender fuckery. Where the boy slowly realises he’s a girl, and maybe vice versa.