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Pressure (Gaara x shy!reader)

A/n: I'm so sorry if this doesn't really seem like a shy reader! SORRY!

Hugs and kisses were alright. The two of you would never do anything more. There was never any pressure to do any more. Gaara was always patient and told you that he would wait for you. Even now as you were married, he would never pressure you into something.

That was until......

"Lord Kazekage, she does not act like your wife. You two must bear children within the end of six months. She must be pregnant!"

Gaara looked at the elders in shock. It wasn't that he didn't want children, he really did want them! You did too. But he didn't want you to feel pressured. He didn't want to be pressured.

Garra cleared his throat, "What if I don't get her pregnant?"

The female elder turned to face Gaara, "Then we will pick your next wife." The red head was livid. The only thing that was stopping him from yelling was his brother and sister. Temari placed a soothing hand on her brother, telling him that it could have been worse. They may not have given him this chance.

The council left the room, leaving the three sand siblings in the room. Head in hands, Gaara let out a groan, tears hitting the table.

"Garra!" Temari cried in worry, "Why are you crying?"

"She'll hate me. Then she'll leave me! Then she'll become a rogue ninja - no, worse! She'll say that she doesn't love me!" The poor Kazekage was panicked, worried about you no longer loving him. Temari felt upset. She knew that you would be understanding towards his situation. After all, the two of you loved each other.

"Gaara, just talk to her! You're over thinking this over way too much!" The red head nodded, swallowing the growing lump in his throat.

(Timeskip)

The poor red head looked about ready to cry when he found you cooking in the house. Sure, there was the one time you set water on fire, but you were actually decent at it! He loved everything that you made! You did so much for him already. Gaara wasn't sure how to ask you for so much more.

"(Y/n)?" You turned around from you baking, running to hug Gaara.

"What's wrong Gaara?" You whispered shyly into his neck. Wanting to savor the moment before he asked the terrifying question, he wrapped his arms around you, repeatedly kissing your cheek.

Finally deciding that he had to tell you without stalling anymore, he let go of you. "The elders need you to be pregnant with my child within six months or they will be picking another wife for me." Gaara gulped, scared of your reaction. He screwed his eyes shut.

"T-that's fine." He was shocked. His eyes popped open, staring at you.

"Huh?"

"I said that t-that's fine. We've been w-wanting kids for a while anyway." You gave him the kind smile you always wore, causing his heart to flutter. He returned the smile, scooping you up into his arms. He carried you all the way to the bed, placing you on it like a porcelain doll as if he was afraid to hurt or break you.

"So...um....(Y/n)......what am I supposed to do?" He looked at you completely confused. Laughing, you pulled the cute redhead into a gentle kiss.

"I have no clue! We'll have to figure it out from here..." Gaara chuckled slightly before nodding.

"I suppose we will."

Carefully so not to crush you, Garra pinned you down. "Yep. That's about all I know." His face held a look of complete and utter confusion. Laughing, you bonked his head, pulling him into a kiss.