Final Fantasy One Shots(Requests open!!)

Vincent x Sweet! Pregnant! Reader: You're going to be a great mother

Okay, so Anime123miku, this is wayyyy overdue, so again, I apolgize for the long ass wait😭😭😭 this is a continuation to the Vincent x sweet reader where you dragged him to the fair, so enjoy this fluffy one shot!!!

When Vincent first found out you were pregnant, he was afraid of the baby hurting such a sweet girl. You had assured him you were fine, but he still insisted on taking care of you, even if you were capable of doing daily tasks. When you told him of your pregnancy, he was.... Shocked to say the least.

"Vincent! Oh Vincent! I have some thing to tell you!" You skipped into the living room, plopping down on the couch next to him, smiling from ear to ear. Vincent kissed your cheek, turning his attention to you.

"You didn't sew all my cloaks did you?" He joked. He knew how badly you wanted to fix his clothing, but you respected his stuff. You giggled, and shook your head.

"No silly! I'm pregnant!" Vincent's smile soon faded. There's no way you could be pregnant, unless.... He got drunk and forgot to use protection one night..... Fuck.

"Vincent? Are you alright? You don't look too thrilled......" You frowned at his reaction. All Vincent could do was stare at you in total disbelief.

"Vincent, talk to me..... Are you not excited?" He was, but this piece of information is still processing, so the most he was able to do was stutter on his words.

"Um..... I.... I'm sorry....?" Even his own demon face palmed himself. What the hell is he sorry for? You stood up, tears blurring your vision. Was he not happy for you and him?

"You're sorry?! This is a happy moment for the both of us, all you can say is you're sorry?! You're so cruel Vincent Valentine!!" You had ran out of the room, crying and locking yourself in the bedroom. Vincent realized what he had done, and sat there atoning for his sin of making his woman cry.

"You said what?!" Yuffie slapped the gunman hard when he left you alone. Yep he definitely deserved that. The whole crew ganged up on him, giving him all sorts of advice. Tifa stood in between them, sighing.

"Look, just buy her some flowers or something, and tell that poor girl that you're sorry. She's too sweet to ever not forgive anyone. Now go mister. Go be a proud father." And with that, Vincent picked up your favorite flowers, and came home, bracing himself for the massive tears that was to come. You had cried yourself to sleep, and didn't hear him come back. Vincent approached the bedroom, and found you sleeping peacefully, your hand on your stomach.

"Sweet dreams my cotton candy girl." He placed the flowers down on the nightstand for you to see when you woke up, and a card leaning against the bouquet. He covered you with the blanket and left, not noticing you clutching the blanket close to your nose to inhale it. The next day, you woke up feeling refreshed, but still tired.

"Vincent?" You sat up to stretch, and finally laid eyes on the flowers and the card.

I'm sorry my cotton candy girl. Come find me when you wake up from your slumber

-Vincent-

You smiled, and let out a hum. You always loved the nickname he gave you when he made you his girlfriend. Hearing the sizzling of a frying pan, you walked out to the kitchen, watching him cook you the best damn breakfast you have ever eaten!

"I made all of your doctor appointments, and if there is anything you need, let me know my love. Can you forgive me?" He laughed and shook his head, watching you do the little dance you do when you're eating.

"I forgot what you did, but I love you too Vinny."

"Vincent!!!" You clutched your stomach, gasping for air. Your boyfriend stumbled into the living room, his gun in his hand.

"What's wrong?! Where's the intruder?!" He ran to protect you. You simply smiled and took his gloved hand and placed it on your stomach, and a little foot startled the gunman. You held his hand on your growing tummy, watching him jump again.

"The baby's kicking Vince." You and Vincent shared a passionate kiss, only for it to be cut short by the baby. The next couple months went by, and soon enough, you were giving birth to a healthy baby (gender of baby). You and Vincent were ecstatic for your new (son/daughter)

"What do you want to name the baby Vinny?" You held the baby in your arms, skin to skin. Vincent kissed your forehead.

"I'm not sure. What do you think?" You looked down at the sleeping child.

"How about..... (Child's name)?" Vincent smiled through his cloak.

"That's perfect my cotton candy girl."

I know that wasn't much, I'm starting to lack the creativity to come up with a really good plot, but overall, I hope you enjoyed that. Stay tuned for the Yazoo x reader if I can even write it good enough.