My dove

Didnt want him| h&c

*Authors note~ my lovely anon who is no longer an anon im sorry it's taken so long for me to get to this one. I love the idea and the song so I had to do this for you*

Trigger warnings~

Prompt~ 🫀anon~ Okay so I know you're swamped with lesso requests so feel free to ignore me I just can't get this idea out of my head all day and so I had to do something with it or else it'll bug me for ages.
Could you do a lady lesso X ever!reader based on the song labour by Paris Paloma.
Maybe along the lines of r being in an abusive/toxic relationship and lesso slowly watches the spark get crushed out of r the longer the relationship goes on so she constantly checks in with r who fakes that their relationship is perfect until one night r comes crying to lesso in the middle of the night explaining they are pregnant and can't let their kid go through what they had to at the hands of their partner and lesso just holds them telling r it's going to be okay and while r is directing off asleep in lessos arms she's just casually planning their ex's murder to which r tiredly tells lesso she's not allowed to murder him cause she isn't going to prison cause r isn't raising the kid alone and confesses they've always been in love with lesso?
Feel free to go wild with your own prompt completely unrelated this was just my thoughts on a story I could see from the song. Sorry and thank you for putting up with your one millionth lesso request!
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Leonora Lesso prided herself on being observant, that's what allowed her to find out her enemies weaknesses. But with you, it was more of a protective measure. It wasn't knowledge that anyone else at the school knew, even if Lesso wasn't entirely sure herself that she was right, but seeing the light slowly drain from your eyes was killing her.

Truly, you and Leonora were close, you had harboured secret feelings for the woman for years, but the partner your parents had forced you to marry was forever threatening to hurt her if you disobey his rules. So it was unsurprising that every time Leo would ask you how you are, if you're okay and even pointing out a few of the bruises and you'd lie to cover them, that she didn't believe you for a second.

Faking the perfect relationship while it was absolutely the opposite was exhausting. You didn't want to keep going but you had no choice. You couldn't divorce, that would aggravate him and your parents so you had no choice but to continue the pretence. It didn't matter if you were hurting or if you were miserable you had to continue. So you did. You kept on going until you saw those little blue lines on that test. After a particularly rough "punishment" from your husband you had felt off, only then you realised your period was late. The test confirming your worst fears. A baby.

It felt as though the walls were caving in around you. Air struggling to escape your lungs as tears flowed. How could you subject a poor innocent baby to him. You couldn't. Wouldn't. You had to go, now. But where? You ran to the only person in your life that made you feel loved, safe and protected. Your legs carrying you there faster than you thought was humanly possible.

Leonora was shocked to see you in front of her bedroom door, but seeing the state of you she quickly ushered you in the room. Only when the door was safely shut, did you allow yourself to break down. Her arms were quick to find you, pulling you snuggly to her body before your legs could give out on you. "Oh sweetheart what is wrong?" She murmured stroking your hair in a comforting manner.

The late hour didn't matter, Lesso held you until you were able to talk. "Leo mm pregnant" you whispered into her shoulder, the absolute devastation soaking your words. "Oh sweetheart shouldn't that be a good thing? You say your so madly in love and happy" the distrust was evident in her tone which is what made you chuckle, "I can't subject my baby to him, to this" you moved your robe to show the marks and bruises in different stages of healing.

Leo gasped in shock as her fingers danced ever so gently over the marks, "oh my sweet sweet girl. I'm so sorry he did this. I'll kill him. He doesn't deserve an Angel like you" she murmured feeling you stiffen against her. "I didn't even want him. I wanted you. I don't want to be some baby machine, only around to serve him. You make me feel seen and loved and happy. I can't let him hurt this baby Leo" you whimpered the bit. You'd just admitted to wanting to be with Leo, you were expecting rejection. I mean who would willingly want you? Your own parents thought they had to marry you off because no one would willingly pick you as a wife.

You aren't too sure how, but you ended up snuggled up to the dean in her bed, her hands rubbing circles on your back as she hummed a tune hoping to soothe you to sleep. Her mind wondering to the many ways she could make him suffer for you, for the years of abuse and your parents. Oh she'd make sure they regretted not treating you how you deserved. It was as if you could read minds, "Leo cant murder cause prison leaves me and baby alone. We need you. You're my true love" you sleepily mumbled shocking the older woman. "Okay Angel no murder. What about maiming?" Causing you to sleepily throw your hand out to hit her gently, "no Leo, no hurt" you mumbled sleepily. You both knew then that no harm would come to either three of you,  and finally you'd be given that freedom and safety of true love.

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