Familie (Diluc Ragnvindir x Fem!Reader)

The Heir to The Industries

        TW: infertility & cancer.

This part of the story is not part of 4dango's original Modern AU, this is something I put in myself as to why there is no biological child of Diluc and (Y/n). I was given permission by a family member to use this in the story. She was diagnosed with Ovarian cancer, I don't fully remember when, and she had to get both of them removed, along with the fallopian tubes. She's ok now, and has a son (who is only 1 year younger than me actually). Luckily, she had frozen some of her eggs when she was younger, and they had done surrogacy. Her egg, her husband's sperm, and someone they paid to have my younger cousin.

This is going to have some stuff that was not in 4dango's original Modern AU, but I wanted to add them because I wanted family moments, and show a deeper relationship between Diluc, (Y/n), and Razor.

Razor sat in front of a boy from his class and his narcissistic father, Diluc and (Y/n) not in the room just yet. A meeting was set up between the two boys' parents, but Diluc and (Y/n) had not shown up yet.

"We've been waiting for so long!" The mean boys father complained. "Where's the boy's father?! Or even his mother!"

"Sir," Huffman looked so exhausted at this point. "There are still five minutes until the appointment time..."

"Time is money," The snob huffed. "I'm a busy CEO! Hmph! I thought having his mother involved would not be enough, so I had demanded that his father bec called in too. But it appears that the father is just like the son. Both have no respect for others!"

"Respect?" Diluc asked, walking in with his wife on his arm, both staring at the man. "Fancy hearing that word form you, considering your son's track record."

The CEO looked over to who had talked, and saw the Ragnvindr parents.

"Good afternoon." (Y/n) smiled kindly.

"M-MASTER RAGNVINDR?!!"

The couple took a seat on the couch from across the man and his son, with Razor sitting in between his parents.

"I didn't expect to see you so soon," DIluc put on a friendly act. "Since our business meeting was scheduled for next week."

"So, I heard you son called my husband a bitch," (Y/n) stepped in, her mama bear instincts kicking in. "Rather crass for the vocabulary of a son of a CEO, don't you think?"

"I APOLOGIZE ON BEHALF OF MY SON, MA'AM-"

"Oh, I'm not bothered by it," Diluc stepped in. "I certainly have been called worse. It's undisputed that our son assaulted your son in my defense SO I took the trouble of looking into it. As it happened, someone had kindly stepped forward with information."

"Amy!" (Y/n) called for the blonde haired girl, a smile on her face. "It's your turn!"

The door was slammed open.

"TODAY I HAVE COME WITH A COMPILATION OF EVIDENCE OF THE MISDEEDS THAT HAD BEEN COMMITTED BY THAT STUDENT!" She is very much a theater kid. Diluc and (Y/n) watched as Amy, aka Fischl, had torn into this man's son, with DIluc and (Y/n) just sipping some tea and coffee that was provided. "REPORTEDLY, HE HAS BEEN HARASSING OTHER STUDENTS, BOTH VERBALLY AND PHYSICALLY, FOR THE PAST FEW MONTHS. NOT ONLY THAT, HE HAS ALSO BEEN CITING HIS FATHER'S CEO POSITION TO PRESSURE OTHER STUDENTS INTO DOING HIS BIDDING, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO MAKING THEM DO HIS HOMEWORK. AND HERE ARE THE PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE OF SUCH MISDEEDS. AS WELL AS WRITTEN TESTAMENTS FROM STUDENTS WHO HAD BEEN VICTIMIZED BY HIM! AND THAT IS THE CONCLUSION OF MY INVESTIGATION!"