Sebastian Stan Imagines

Sebastian Stan - I Don't Want It

Summary: Y/n finds out she's pregnant, but she doesn't want it. Her fiancé tries to comfort her, and she ends up spilling a secret no one knew...

Warnings: Mention of miscarriage

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You sat on the ground of your trailer bathroom, sobbing into your hand, trying to muffle your cries. You couldn't let your fiancé hear you. You knew how much he wanted this. A family. A child. But you didn't.

You always faked smiled and said, "I would love to start a family with you", but even if you wanted to, you couldn't.

"Y/n? You've been in the bathroom for thirty minutes! Is everything alright?"

You didn't answer. You couldn't.

"I'm coming in!" Sebastian warned, before the bathroom door swung open, and there stood your fiancé. "Oh, Y/n, love, what's wrong?"

He sat on the ground next to you, offering comfort, but you scooted away from him.

"I don't want it," You managed to say.

"What? Y/n, what're you talking about?" Sebastian asked.

"I don't want it," You cried. "I don't want it I don't want it I don't want it!"

"Hey, shh, what's wrong?" Sebastian asked.

"I'm pregnant," You sobbed.

Sebastian's eyes widened.

"W-what?" He said. "Y-you're p-pregn-nant?"

"I don't want it," You said. "It shouldn't be possible. It can't be possible! Sebastian, I can't do this!"

"Hey, shh, c'mere," Sebastian said, opening his arms and pulling you against his side. "What're you talking about? You're not on the pill, are you?"

"N-no," You said. "Even if I were it wouldn't be possible. But...but I don't un-understand."

"What're you not telling me?" Sebastian asked, softly, caressing your cheek, as you leaned into his comfort.

"When I was 18," You said, softly. "I-I was pregnant. The boyfriend I had at the time cheated on me after he figured it out. He...he didn't want it. It put me under so much stress that I-I-...I had a miscarriage. I killed the baby, Sebastian. I killed it! I killed the human in my stomach and it's all my fault! I can't have this child because I'll kill it too!"

You were practically screaming, and Sebastian was clutching onto you, with a worried expression on his face.

"Why...why didn't you tell me?" Sebastian asked.

"Because I'm a monster," You whispered. "I killed it! You wouldn't want to marry a monster, would you? I'm a murderer! A MURDERER!"

You were sobbing so hard, your body violently shook.

A few tears rolled down Sebastian's cheeks.

"Y...you-...it's not your fault, Y/n," Sebastian managed to say, pulling you against his chest and kissing your hair, as you continued to cry.

"I killed it," You cried. "I can't put myself through the pain again. I don't want it, I'm sorry."

Sebastian pulled you away to look at you.

"You have nothing to apologize for," Sebastian whispered. "If you didn't want children, you could've told me. You didn't even have to tell me the story, my sweet Y/n. You could've just told me you didn't want children, and I would've understood. But as soon as you're Mrs. Stan, and you're my wife, you'll be my family. You're all the family I need, Y/n. I love you so much."

You sobbed into his chest, his arms wrapping protectively around your waist, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

"I love you," You said. "I should've told you."

Sebastian hummed.

"We can go to the doctor's tomorrow, see what we can do," Sebastian said, softly. "Don't be scared, love. I'm with you through this whole thing. It'll be okay. Child or no child, you're still my family."

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Woah, how did we feel about that one? Part 2? Hope everyone is well <3