John Constantine x reader

Next of kin

"Get out of my house and out of my life!" that was the last thing you screamed at him, he left without an argument. you wish he would have fought for you, at least tried to figure something out. but you couldn't have meant that much to him if he just left.

alcohol and depression took over, that was until you were rushed into hospital. apparently drinking whilst pregnant isn't a good idea. oh god, it's his child. can life kick me in the ass anymore? well yes, yes it can. "What the hell are you doing here?" You asked a lot more sharply than you wanted to. "I'm your next of kin remember?" He questioned back. Oh yeah, you had no family, and seen as you were living and working with John, he was the only family you had. "Was John. We're not you know" you commented playing with the tube that was placed in your arm.

John sighed taking a seat next to you "I know, doesn't mean I don't care about you" he explained. You couldn't look at him, just staring at the door "Us, I'm pregnant" you deadpanned, no emotion to show. You wasn't sure how you felt about the news you got ten minutes ago. Raising a child as a single mother. "Is it?" John asked a slight hint of fear in his voice.

You couldn't help but look at him with that 'are you serious' expression. "You know that's physically impossible right?" You questioned. It has been over two years since you had seen him "Sorry force of habit" he replied, you opened your mouth to reply but instantly thought better of it. You've known John long enough to know he spent most nights not in his own bed and if he was He probably wasn't alone.

Silence filled the room, consumed in your own thoughts of what the hell to do. "I'm guessing the father.." John began before you cut him off "isn't in the picture, doesn't know and isn't going to" you said dryly, not a subject you wanted to talk about not now or ever. God this was awkward, did I mention John is also your ex?, oh well surprise!.

For once in his life John didn't know what to do. He had a way with words but he also knew you very well and now was not the time for being a smart arse. "End of the day luv, it's your life and your choice" he began making his was to the door "Stay, please" you begged, tears forming in your eyes, the thought of being alone again "I'm only going for a fag luv, I'm not going to leave you" he smiled

A wave of relief washed over you. Right now he was the only one you trusted or could even call your family "once the doc says you can go, your coming home" he began to explain stood in the door way, pulling a silk cut from its packet. "With me. I kept your room the same just in case. I knew you couldn't stay away forever" he smirk leaving before you could throw anything at him. Well he got one thing right, you couldn't stay away forever. You still loved him.