(Book 2) The Dark Side of Fame - Scarlett Johansson x Female Reader

Baby Who?

September 2025...

Doctor: So, Scarlett, this is your little girl.

We look at each other, completely overwhelmed and in love, Scarlett crying. She's been so unwell this pregnancy from the sickness, it's really kicked her ass, and the hormones are flying. We've kept this one really quiet, only close friends and family know, and Scarlett's been staying home, but today, we can announce it to the world.

I kiss Scarlett's hand and hold it to my face.

Me: A girl? Rose is gonna love that.
Scarlett: Come on then genius, what's her name?
Me: You want me to pick?
Scarlett: I picked Cosmo's, only fair that you get a turn.
Me: Please tell me that's not the only reason you sprung a baby on me.
Scarlett: Shut up you, what name are you choosing?
Me: How about...Tatiana Natalia Y/L/N-Johansson?

She smiles and laughs a little, followed by a look of sympathy.

Scarlett: She would love that.
Me: You think?
Scarlett: I do. I think Lila and Bruno will be really honoured. Why Natalia?
Me: Black Widow isn't it?
Scarlett: That's quite cute actually. Yeah, alright. Tatiana Natalia it is. You did choose Tatiana because of Tate right, not because of your Tate, in Marvel?
Me: Oh, no I was thinking Switch?
Scarlett: Y/N...
Me: I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Yeah, of course, for Tate.

I kiss her forehead as she gets ready to leave. We hop back in the car and head over to set, where we're filming a new movie together.

I pull up on the lot and part outside our trailer. We head inside and dump our stuff, before both jumping onto the bed, Monica Barbaro coming in a few seconds later.

Monica: Y/N?
Me: Just in here dude.

She comes into the bedroom and her eyes open wide.

Monica: Oh damn! You grew a baby in there so fast, what?!
Me: Oh, yeah. Forgot to mention that.
Monica: Congratulations Y/N, I love this for you both.

Scarlett and Monica hug.

Monica: So how've you been?
Me: Yeah, okay I guess. Regular check ups on my brain and stuff, but yeah, getting there. You?
Monica: Yeah, good too. I'm hungover as fuck, but good.
Scarlett: Urgh, I wish. That would be so much better than literally not being able to smell anything without being sick. The only thing I can eat is chicken, which is weird. It's weird, right?
Me: Definitely weird. When're you on set?
Monica: Few hours, got a few things to do but I've been to makeup so I'm just wandering around right now. I'll see you guys on set.

Monica leaves and I turn to Scarlett.

Me: You'd rather be hungover than pregnant? Really?
Scarlett: She's kicking my ass, really roughing me up.
Me: Surely it's not that bad.
Scarlett: How many babies have you given birth to? Oh yeah, none.
Me: Okay, I get it. So tomorrow I'm at therapy, but it's in the studio for a change, wanna come?
Scarlett: I'll be at home anyway, so yeah, why not? Why in the studio?
Me: I wanna try and show my therapist that sometimes me sitting and writing a song, or just playing the piano or something can do more than talking about how I'm feeling in a room. She wants to see how I work.
Scarlett: Yeah, that sounds good. Okay, you ready to post this?

I nod and post videos that Scarlett took from when she had to tell me she was pregnant again, which are better reactions than the first time, so I'm told. I caption it: