After it pinged,Foster sleepily reached for his phone. It was way too fucking early for anyone to be texting him, but there was a chance it could be for an interview. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and unlocked his phone. He smiled the second he noticed the text was from Jude. That smile faded after reading the message, though.
He reread it, a sense of dread filling him.
Jude
We didn’t use protection last night. You need to get an STD test ASAP and show me the results. Repayments paused until completed
Did Jude have something? He didn’t want to assume anything and start spiraling, but it was hard not to.
Foster
I don’t have any diseases. Do you?
Foster got up and started a small pot of coffee in the kitchenette. By the time he sipped his first cup, his phone buzzed again.
Jude
I ALWAYS use a condom
ALWAYS
Last night was the first time I haven’t. Ever.
Whew.Foster breathed a sigh of relief. If they were both negative, he wasn’t sure what the sense of urgency was. They were both fine.
Unless Jude didn’t believe him.
Foster
I got tested after Ash and I split to make sure she hadn’t given me anything… and you’re the only person I’ve been with since
Jude
Do you have a copy of the results?
Foster
It’s online. Just have to dig it up in my emails. Might take me a minute. It was a couple of months ago.
Jude
Just go get tested again. I’d rather see something current.
I will, too. So we’re both certain
We can swap results
Foster
I swear I haven’t been with anyone since, but if that gives you peace, I’ll go get tested
Foster smiled to himself, a thought occurring.
If we’re both disease free, does that mean we can stop using condoms?
Jude
No. We’re not in a monogamous relationship