Punk!Levi x Pregnant!Reader [AU]
It was never supposed to go this far. Never did you imagine you'd be in this position. Anxiety rippled through your body at the news, not exactly sure how to cope with the situation at hand. Your doctor had given you the news straight forward, you were without a doubt six weeks pregnant. You figured the fatigue, sensitivity, and vomiting were the results of a virus, but oh how wrong you were. Tears threatened to fall, but you used every ounce of strength to not break now, not here at least. The doctor began to ramble on about taking care of yourself, checkups, and everything else that comes with carrying a child. You nodded at everything he said, acting like you understood the situation. But you didn't. You were fucking scared. What terrified you the most though, was breaking the news to your boyfriend, the father of your child, Levi.
You had met Levi when you got your first tattoo at the tender age of eighteen. Just a young girl with (hair length) (hair color), but he thought you were cute right off the bat. People at your high school told you about Levi and his amazing skills with a needle, so he became your first choice when you decided to get a rather intimate tattoo. It was nothing too odd, but you wanted this symbol called "the wings of freedom" on your pelvis. Your dream was to be free and have endless possibilities when you were older, to gain knowledge and travel the world. This made the symbol perfect for you. You showed Levi the design, and before long it came out more amazing than you had ever imagined. Even the most tedious of details ended up being perfect, it took your breath away. You tried not to stare at him too much, since he was an attractive guy. Despite all the pain you endured, a blush never left your face, and Levi knew exactly why. At the end of his job, he gave you his number, opening the door to what would become a happy, beautiful relationship.
Even with Levi being eight years older than you, the dates you both shared seemed natural. Although he had many tattoos, piercings, gauges, and a bad smoking habit, you couldn't resist his offbeat charm. Was he conventionally charming? Absolutely not. He was rowdy, swore a lot, dressed alternatively, smoked two packs a day, and sometimes his rotten attitude drove you up a wall. But still, there was love, and oh the way his love could make you feel. His kisses were something no other man could replicate. Soft, gentle mouth movements sent you to cloud nine with a weak body. Damn, even the though made you blush. As much as your parents and friends said he was no good for you, you didn't care. Levi loved you unconditionally, and that's all that mattered.
Kids though? Even if you and Levi loved together now, children weren't a topic you and Levi had discussed quite yet. You were only twenty, and kids seemed like something that would happen in the distant future. How would he react? Would he be mad, or scream at you? Would he want you to give it up? Levi didn't exactly come across as you're average "American dad" figure. Simply, he was a punk. However, Levi had been by your side faithfully the past two years, so maybe there was some hope.
As you walked back to the apartment you both shared, all these thoughts seemed to get darker and darker, especially when you saw Levi's car outside. He was home, which meant there was no more time to think things over; no more time to plan what you were going to say. You forced yourself up to the second floor where you both resided, pulling out your keys in the process. When you walked inside, you saw your rebel of a boyfriend sitting and reading like a dork. Despite everything going on, it made you smile as you set your backpack down on the ground.
"Welcome back you smart asshole. How were those shitty classes? Oh, and how was the doctors office?"
With a deep breath, you stayed silent for the time being. Before you said anything, you wanted to get comfortable with Levi. A shy body tried to make its way over to the man, but instead you ended up tripping over you own feet.
"Goddammit woman! Be careful! Tch, you'll end up breaking more shit again. Your legs are becoming a lethal clumsy weapon, it's driving me fucking insane."
"S-Sorry Levi," you murmured softly, picking yourself up. "I haven't been feeling myself lately."
"Yeah I know that. Sit down," he spoke bluntly, patting a spot next to him on the couch.
You seated yourself next to him, offering him a small smile when you became comfortable.
"So what did the doctor say?"
"He...well, it's not anything fatal."
"I knew that idiot. Is it a virus like you thought...is it contagious?"
Levi shuttered a bit at the last part, since he absolutely detested germs and filth. Despite his appearance, the man was a clean freak and insisted everything be spotless at all times. If you were to be sick, you couldn't even imagine all of the disinfecting he would do. You'd probably get amnesia from the mix of toxic chemicals.
"No, don't worry it's not contagious. ...Hey, Levi, you love me, right?"
A worried look covered Levi's face, thinking all of the worst possibilities at your words. Something was wrong, there was no doubt. He took your hands in his, and stared into your glossy (eye color) orbs.
"Of course I do (first). But stop bullshitting around and just tell me- what the hell's going on?"
"Levi..." Your mouth began to to quiver, and warm tears spilled from your eyes.
You began to sob heavily, Levi moving his hands to tightly embrace you in his strong arms. He held you as close as possible, placing your face in the crook of his neck. Large hands ran up and down your back, trying to sooth you as much as possible.
"(First)...please don't cry. Shhh, it's gonna be ok. Baby you've just gotta tell me. I promise I'll be here with you no matter what the hell it is."
You sniffled, resting your flushed face against his head.
With those words, you felt like you were falling down a black hole, heart beat racing at an unhealthy speed. Right now was the worst part of this whole situation, waiting for his reaction.
"...That's what you're fucking bawling over? How the hell is that a bad thing? I'm...I'm thrilled for you (first). We're finally gonna have a family of our own."
You tried to stop yourself from sobbing, stifling your cries as much as possible. You were shocked, this was probably the last reaction you would have expected from the man. You pulled your face from his neck, moving to look him in the eyes. For once, genuine happiness was present in his eyes. He rarely had this look, it was one saved for only the most special of situations.
"So...you're not mad? And you wanna keep it?"
"Of course I wanna keep our own child you fucking moron! Geez, have a little faith in me, you actually thought I'd be mad?"
"Well...we hadn't talked about it before, and I though you'd have no interest in being a father."
"Tch. You really are a dumbass you know that? And you even got into university, they must be letting everyone in nowadays. I love you. I knew eventually I'd want kids with you. This was sooner than I expected, but I don't mind. I can even watch the little shit monster during the day when you're in classes, since I don't work until later anyways."
"...Did you just call our son or daughter a shit monster?"
You both laughed a little at each others silliness, Levi hugging you against his chest. With closed eyes, he leaned in and planted one of those loving, mesmerizing kisses on your lips. His piecing on his lower lip brushed gently against your mouth, making you smile into the action. A warm "I love you" was breathed on your lips, only to be followed up with an even sweeter "I love you both." Warm hands were placed to your tummy, causing you to giggle a little at his lack of knowledge.
"You can't feel anything yet Levi, the baby's only six weeks old."
"Yeah yeah I know that. But I want them to know who their daddy is. And I heard if I keep talking to the parasite all the time, they'll recognize my voice when they're born."
Your cheeks flamed a bright red, overwhelmed at his odd behavior. He leaned down and lifted up your shirt gently. A soft, sweet kiss was placed on your tummy, his hand still pressed against you skin.
"Hey there little one. This is Daddy, you know, the one that cusses all the goddamn time? I can't wait to meet you."
His words weren't cooed, because as stated before, Levi wasn't your typical father. But he did talk to your child with pure love in his voice, a voice that was reserved solely for you and the new life in your belly. You smiled brightly at this action, enjoying yourself discovering this new part of Levi.
All great moments must come to an end however, and your ended with a violent sneeze, knocking your head into Levi's.
"Agh! Dammit (first)! You need to stop being such a fucking klutz! For the sake of you and the baby."
"I'm sorry," you sniffled "I'm still really sensitive to the cigarette smoke lingering in here. And being pregnant makes it worse."
"Tch. What are you craving then?"
"Ice cream! Ugh, I've been wanting it since early this morning!"
"...I'll go make you some then. But don't eat too much or that kid's gonna be fat."
Ever so quickly, he flashed you a small smile, one showing how much he loved loved life right now, before going to make you a bowl of your favorite ice cream. You smiled back warmly, happily awaiting a new beginning for you both.