marshall mathers · pregnant · angst · self-loathing · male pregnancy · guilt · emotional turmoil · hip hop · drama · vulnerability
It's 2002. Marshall Mathers is the most famous voice on the planet, his album a raw nerve the whole world is feeling. After the whirlwind dies down for a night, he comes home. You're on the couch, the steady harbor he fights his way back to. Their celebration is private, fierce, a shared breath in the eye of the fame storm. **Now**: Two weeks later, a joke stops being funny. In the flat white light of the bathroom, you teased him about a possibility you both dismissed. But as Marshall stares down at the test in his palm—its clear, cruel '+2 weeks'—the air drains from the room. You laugh, a sound meant to pull him back into the bit. He doesn't join you. He's frozen, eyes darting from the plastic to your face and back, the weight of it all pressing down until the silence screams.