Andrew Eldritch Oneshots/Imagines/Preferences

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Y/n= Your Name

Y/L/N= Your Last Name

Warning: Cigarette Use

Andrew was walking back and forth with his cigarette on his hand, taking a few puffs as you anxiously move your leg up and down rapidly. You feel your palms sweating and having that awful feeling in your stomach. "Quit doing that, it's driving me mad." Andrew mumbled. You scoffed, "Yeah because you walking around like that isn't driving me crazy." You said sarcastically. All he did was scoffed and continue with his actions.

Minutes passed by and you were finally called in from the nurse. She opened the door for you and Andrew and the doctor that tested you was waiting for the two of you. You both sat on the chairs that was in front of the doctor's desk. "Lab results came back, Ms. Y/n. Congratulations, you're pregnant, and Mr. Andrew, you're the father." The doctor announced and stood up from his seat and left the room, leaving you two alone.

Andrew was the one to get up from his seat and curse under his breath. "Great, wonderful news. You're knocked up and I'm the father. Just what I needed!" "Will you shut up?!" You shouted. "It was just one night, Y/n, one bloody night. Didn't you say you were on pills?" You rolled your eyes and stood up from your seat, facing him. "Yeah, but they aren't 100% effective, Andrew." You gritted. He put his cigarette out, sigh and rub his forehead. "Fair point."

You two stayed quiet not knowing what else to say. You didn't want this, well you did. But not with Andrew. You and Andrew used to date since you were nineteen, everything was going fine. Though, when he began with The Sisters of Mercy, everything went downhill. Him not coming home till late, practically the next day. Countless arguments, you two just fell apart. You sigh and say; "Well at least I have a steady job to take care of the baby for now. A few months, I'll be heading back to the States."

"Heading back, I thought you didn't want to go back to the States?" Andrew questioned. "I already give my two weeks notice to my job, I already packed my things and shipped some stuff back home. Plus, I got accepted to the university, also they helped women who are pregnant and other needs. I'm not going to struggle." You were about to leave but Andrew grabbed your arm. "You think raising the baby on your own wouldn't be hard?" You remove his grip and replied;

"Christ, Andrew, it's not like I haven't struggle through my whole life. What does it matter to you, it's not like you want to be part of this kid's life?" "And how do you know that?" Andrew responded in a angry tone. You mockingly laugh, "Please Andrew, you a father? Sounds far fetched, don't you think?" "I may be a bastard, but a responsible one. It's my job to take care of you and the baby." You groan annoyed and start walking out and Andrew following you behind. You two left the clinic and you walked to the passenger's door.

Before you have the chance to get inside, Andrew slammed the door shut. Your back was the touching the car as Andrew have his both hands between you, blocking you from leaving. "I know you and I didn't end in good terms and I know you despise me. Quite frankly, I don't care. I got you pregnant, I'm equally responsible taking care the kid, our kid, Y/n." Andrew spoke softly, almost as a whisper. He looked away for a brief moment and cleared his throat.

"I know you had dealt things on your own, but I don't want you to anymore. I want to take care of you, our child, I know I can be "difficult," even so, I'm not that bad." You slightly giggle from his last sentence causing him to smile. Andrew grabbed both of your hands and interlock his fingers with yours. You feel his thumbs caressing your hands. "I want us to try again, not because of our child, but for us too. I still care about you deeply, I never stop loving you, Y/n. I want us to be a family."

You thought for a moment; "Is this a good idea?" "Should I give him another chance?" "But the baby, will the baby be good without knowing him?" Your thoughts were interrupted when you feel Andrew's hand rub your belly. This made your heart flutter and your cheeks flushed. He just looked at you and you couldn't help but smile. "Okay, let's give it a try."

Nine months later, you and Andrew were at the hospital as you were holding your newborn daughter. Your hair was a mess, your cheeks were flush red, sweat covered in your forehead. You were exhausted after giving birth. Nevertheless, Andrew said you looked gorgeous. A nurse came in and was holding a clipboard. "Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Eldritch. Have you made your decision on what to named her?" She asked.

You nod and smile at her tiredly; "Yes, her name is Julian Marian Y/L/N Eldritch." The nurse smiled and wrote it on her clipboard. "Alright, that settles it. We'll check on you in another hour." She said and left the room. Andrew looked at you and you giggle. "What?" You asked playfully. "Marian, really?" You shrugged as Julian was holding your finger. "I like that name, plus, it's my favorite song."

Andrew chuckles and asked to hold his daughter. You give it to him and smile seeing the sight. Andrew was whispering to Julian as if she can understand, but knew she was listening as she was holding his father's finger like she was doing with you. "You're pretty, just like your mother." You lightly hit his arm and he gave you a shocked playfully look. "I'm not lying." Andrew said. You playfully rolled your eyes and just awed at your baby.

"Well you're right about one thing, she is very pretty." He hummed as you two stared at the little one. "Quick question?" "Yes?" He asked. "Mrs. Eldritch? We're not even married." You lightly chuckled. He stood up from the bed, still holding Julian. All he did was give you a slight grin and replied; "Soon we will." And whispered to the little one as he showed her to the world since you two are in the third floor. You were somewhat shocked that he said that, but knew it will happened.

After all, even before your first breakup, Andrew will always say before you two fall asleep that he can't wait to make you his wife and wouldn't mind having a child or two. "So, that does that mean Julian is going to have a sibling?" You joked. Andrew turned and looked at you with a smile. He hold Julian with one arm and put a finger on his lips, motioning you to be quiet. "Shh, you don't want to wake up Julian." You covered your mouth to prevent  from laughing but he does have a point.

Again, you know the answer to that question. "Oh boy, this man is something else."