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Doombringer took the concrete path on his way to work.
Ever since he'd gotten in that car crash which left him unscathed for the most part, had to leave his car in a repair shop and wake up an hour earlier to walk all the way to work.
He slightly trembled due to the cold, it would've been great to have a car with the heater on but he can't do anything about that now.
How he hated living in an unwalkable city.
As he took the concrete path further up, he noticed a kid. He sat on the cold, hard ground. Doombringer tried to pass by him but he couldn't.
He walked up to the kid and sat beside him, the kid shook with fear.
"Shouldn't a kid like you be in school?" He asked.
The kid observed Doombringer, inspecting him. The kid dropped his guard once he assessed that he wasn't a threat.
"Its early..."
"Early and you don't have a backpack, assuming that you're on your way over there."
The kid looked down, then to Doombringer's face.
"Do I know you?"
"Yes, you do actually. I'm one of the admins working at roblox HQ."
The kid stayed silent.
"Do your parents know you're skipping school? Or do they not care?"
"Why are you asking."
"If you're so curious, I took an oath to become an admin. No matter what age, race, or form a Robloxian appears to be, I'll do whatever I can to help."
The kid rolled his eyes.
"And I intent to stay true to my authority and fulfill that oath, so it's either I walk you to school or search you up on our database and take you home to talk to your parents." Doombringer said sternly, he was serious about his job and what he promised.
The kid shook his head.
"I'll go to school..."
"Great, I'll walk with you." Doombringer stood up, waiting for the kid to stand. He was suspicious that this kid didn't have a backpack on him at the moment but he'd rather leave him somewhere safe and supervised than to leave him on these streets where he could get hurt.
The kid got up and fixed his sweater, Doombringer took notice it was too large for him, oversized maybe but it wasn't a good fit, especially that the kid was trying to make it seem baggier and less fitted on his torso.
"Why are you wearing that?" Doombringer asked as they walked together.
"Its in style..." The kid claimed.
Doombringer hummed. As they kept walking, the kid stopped and hunched over, his arms crossed over his stomach.
"Kid? What's wrong?!"
He shut his eyes closed, why now? Why when this man was here with him.
"Hey! If you don't tell me I'm taking you to a hospital!"
"I'm okay..." He grunted.
"Sure as hell looks like you're not!" Doombringer panicked.
"Do you think you can stand up?!"
"Stop yelling at me!" The kid screamed.
"Okay, okay. Kid if you can't walk anymore and something's hurting then I'm taking you to the hospital."
Doombringer saw how the kid stiffened, something was wrong, he carried the kid in his arms and looked for the nearest hospital.
About 20 minutes later the kid was taken into a room, Doombringer was left behind in the waiting room.
He had texted the other admins that he'd be arriving late.
After sitting for a short amount of time a nurse came to retrieve Doombringer and took him a person by the name of 007n7's room. He assumed that was the kid's name. 007n7.
Upon entering 007n7's room he noticed what resembles an ultrasound machine next to the kid lying down on his side, crossing his arms over his abdomen.
"What's up with him?" Doombringer asked the nurse.
"We spoke about it and I think he should tell you himself." She proceeded to walk out the room.
Doombringer's eyes lay on the kid.
"So...007n7, what's all of this about?"
The kid looked ashamed, maybe even a little angry.
"Its none of your business."
"The nurse said-"
"She thought you were my dad, I wanted her to leave me alone so I told her I'd tell you."
"Well it's whatever at this point, I'm missing work, you're missing school, we're here and somethings obviously going on. So you're going to tell me, then I'll walk you home and speak with your parents so you guys can find out whatever this is going forward."
007n7's expression softened at the mention of his parents.
007n7 carefully got down from the ultrasound table, the hospital gown draping over his body revealing a curve to his abdomen. He walked over to Doombringer, handing him a blank piece of thermal paper.
"What's this?" Doombringer asked, he didn't like how everything in the room felt so connected. This paper, the bed, the machine, his demeanor.
Doombringer flipped the paper over.
He knew, since he first walked into the room. It all connected and added up too much to be nothing or a coincidence. He didn't want to think it was that.
"You're pregnant."
007n7 nodded, he cupped his belly. He wore a tired, ashamed expression.
"How— How did it happen?"
007n7 looked down to the floor, biting his lip. He wanted to speak, but his throat closed up. It felt like swallowing glass.
He balled his hand up into a fist. Tears pricked at his eyes.
Doombringer looked at him with sorrow and remorse.
"I didn't— I was—" He cried.
Doombringer pulled him closer, knelt down, and hugged him.
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have asked."
007n7 wanted to pull away, push him, slap him, but he felt comfort in Doombringer wanting to listen, not judging. He grabbed onto his coat tightly.
The nurse came back into the room, 007n7 pulled away and Doombringer stood up. She specifically talked to Doombringer, saying that the baby was healthy, and that 007n7 was four months pregnant. He nodded, taking the packet from her which contained 007n7's check up results. They both left after 007n7 changed from the gown to his clothes and Doombringer paying for the hospital bill.
As they walked out 007n7 tapped on Doombringer's arm.
"Hm?" Doombringer hummed.
007n7 tensed up.
"Uh— you have... uh—" He stuttered, even though he slightly trusted Doombringer he was still intimidated by him.
Doombringer pulled out the picture from 007n7's ultrasound.
"This? You want it?"
007n7 nodded.
Doombringer gave the picture back to him.
"So where do you live."
007n7 shook his head.
"No? No what?" Doombringer attempted to use a calmer tone.
007n7 took a deep breath then spoke.
"I don't have one...my parents kicked me out after they found out I was...pregnant..."
Doombringer paused to think, what should he do with the kid now?
"We'll find a home for you, I'll contact adoption agencies. In the meantime you'll stay with me."
Doombringer walked to his house, 007n7 followed. Should he really trust him? He only just met him forty minutes ago. What if he was going to hurt him?
Despite 007n7's suspicions, he followed the admin home.
Doombringer opened the door for 007n7, he entered, Doombringer locked the door behind him, startling 007n7. What surprised 007n7 was that Doombringer walked past him, his heart raced. Could nothing bad actually happen here?
"Are you hungry?" Doombringer asked.
007n7 looked down to his belly. He could say no out of safety, but he'd also say no to his own hunger and as well as his baby's.
"Yeah..."
"What do you want to eat?"
Doombringer took notice that since the hospital visit, 007n7 always had his hand on his belly. He thought maybe it was out of habit or because he was nervous.
"Can you make—" 007n7 hunched over, immediately covering his mouth. He felt vomit rise up to his throat.
Doombringer immediately turned to look at him.
007n7 swallowed the puke back down his throat, gagging afterwards. He stood back up looking over at Doombringer.
"The bathroom is down the hall, to your left. Don't swallow it back down again, please."
007n7 nodded.
Doombringer shook his head then asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"I don't know..."
Doombringer thought for a moment, then he looked at 007n7. "You like pasta?"
"Pasta..." 007n7 pondered while gently stroking his belly. "Yeah?"
"Yes?" Doombringer wanted to confirm as he sounded unsure
007n7 nodded.
"If you'd like you can wait over in the livingroom, watch TV or something?" Doombringer pointed to the room straight ahead.
007n7 complied, although he didn't have to. He sat on the couch, and grabbed the control. It looked different than the one he had back home, it'd take a while for him to figure it out.
"The couch reclines! If you need to rest!" Doombringer shouted from the other room over.
007n7 carefully stood up using the couch as a support to get up, he looked at the side of the couch and saw a black handle. He pulled it and the footrest shot out, startling 007n7. He sat back down, then pushed himself against the back to somewhat lay down. He rest one hand on his growing belly while the other used the TV control.
Doombringer boiled water and spoke over the phone. He looked back to 007n7 on the couch a few times while cooking. He had called an adoption agency, but they refused to take 007n7 because of his pregnancy and age.
Doombringer sighed. "What the fuck am I gonna do?" He questioned himself.
Later, Doombringer called 007n7 to come eat.
007n7 sat at the dinner table with the already served plate.
"What do you like to drink?" Doombringer asked.
Seven was already skeptical about the food, if it was safe for him to eat or not. He practically moved in with a stranger twenty years older than him.
"Can I just get water?" 007n7 wanted to play it safe.
Doombringer grabbed a small cup and served him fresh, cold water.
007n7 reached out for the cup and drank. The cold water hitting his mouth felt refreshed, he'd finally have something good to drink after being kicked out.
He reached for the fork and dug into the pasta, he lifted the utensil up to his mouth and tasted it. He savored the flavor of the parmesan and cream used with it.
The palm of his hand rested on the lower side of his belly.
"Thank you...so much."
007n7's face revealed a slight smile.
"It's nothing." Doombringer responded.
"But it means everything to me..." 007n7 whispered.
"Hmm?" Doombringer didn't quite hear him.
"Nothing..." 007n7 dismissed him.
Doombringer began to serve his own plate, sitting right across from the kid he only begun to eat once he was sure the kid wanted to eat.
007n7 savored every bite, the food felt like home and it warmed his empty stomach.
"Do you like the food?" Doombringer asked.
007n7 smiled and nodded as soon as he heard Doombringer's question.
Doombringer took pleasure in his response, this kid needed a moment of comfort and he had been able to provide a piece of that.
After dinner, 007n7 rushed over to the couch to continue watching TV. Doombringer tried calling more adoption agencies up in his room so that 007n7 wouldn't hear. They all refused to take him in, some for age, and almost all of them because of his pregnancy. Doombringer pinched the bridge of his nose. Was it really hard for them to take in a pregnant kid?
Doombringer got frustrated, he hung up the phone and decided he was done for today.
He went downstairs and watched 007n7 watching TV. Until he took a closer look, he wasn't watching TV, he was admiring the baby picture from his ultrasound. His thumbs curved the edges of the picture, his eyes outlined every detail of his baby, 007n7 held the picture with so much care.
Doombringer thought that maybe this was his time seeing it, that's why he was so gentle towards a picture of his baby.
"Can I sit here?" Doombringer asked, he'd sit on the cushion at the edge to give him space to himself, but he still asked to be considerate.
007n7 nodded
Doombringer sat down, watching the show 007n7 put on, he looked over at him. He hid the picture. He looked back at the screen, then to 007n7 again.
"How long have you known?"
The kid looked back at him.
"What?"
"How long have you known you were pregnant?"
007n7 froze, that question came from nowhere.
"I— the day it...happened... I got scared." His voice cracked and wiped away the blur forming in his eyes.
"I had a little hope...that it wouldn't happen, but since last month..." 007n7 paused and looked down to his belly. His hand rested above his curve
"I noticed that—that my stomach was," His heart raced, it was hard to get the words out. "growing..."
"I tried hiding it, but you know how that turned out..." Tears slowly streamed from his face. The incident still felt fresh and it stayed clear in his mind.
Doombringer felt something tingling near his eye, no, trickling. He wiped his eye, realizing a tear came out from hearing what happened. "How old are you?" Doombringer asked.
007n7 mouthed something, presumably a number, but Doombringer caught on.
"Fourteen?" Doombringer kept wiping his left eye.
The kid nodded.
Doombringer felt a weight on his chest, how could an adult action and responsibility be inflicted on a child like this?
"I'm tired..." 007n7 said.
"You can take my room until we get you situated." He stood up to lead him up to his room.
007n7 followed, seeing the bed he carefully threw himself on it, the warmth of a mattress beneath him felt nice. Doombringer tucked him in with his blanket. "Goodnight, sleep well."
The kid nodded and Doombringer turned off the light and left the room.
Doombringer felt sick, shit like this happens to children but it shouldn't have to. These fucking men and their disgusting mentality. He felt angry, frustrated, and disappointed. His job, as an admin, to enforce rules, could not save this kid. The incident went cold, nobody knew, and nobody would've if Doombringer hadn't found him.
"I'll find you..." Doombringer whispered to himself.
He lay on the couch, turning off the TV and drifted off to sleep