Strictly Professional ~ Onceler x fem reader fanfic

~CHPTR 38 why i love you~

TW: MENTIONS OF DRUG USE

3 days until the wedding, nerves were getting to you. Not only that, but the morning sickness was getting to you. And the hormones. The night before, you and Onceler had a massive argument about his mother and he ended up leaving the house.

You sat on your bed, waiting for him to come home. He got back around 4am, so drunk he couldn't even walk.

"How did you get home? Please don't tell me you drove" You asked, he couldn't even look at you.

"Look at me Once." Still, he wouldn't make eye contact.

"LOOK AT ME" You shouted, this got his attention. He looked at you through glazed eyes. You had a feeling he wasn't just drunk.

"What have you taken?" You grabbed his face, looking into his eyes. His pupils were dilated.

"You fucking asshole" You walked over to the kitchen, needing some water.

"Whatdooyoumeann" He said, his foot tapping on the ground as he fidgeted with his hands.

"So while I'm here, worrying about you, you're out doing what? Cocaine?" You scoffed, once again taking in his appearance. He looked shameful.

"I'm sorry" He put his head in his hands, sighing deeply.

"I can't deal with this right now, I'm going to bed." You sighed as you walked to the bedroom. You never thought Onceler would've been the type to turn to drugs when he was stressed. Ever. You turned in your sleep, worry taking over your mind.

Onceler took the couch, literally passing out as soon as you left the room. He didn't exactly know why he did what he did. He put it down to his vulnerable state, and Al being Al. He planned on apologizing the next day.

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Your mother had planned a spa day for you, to ease your mind and pamper you for the big day. She had booked a mani pedi aswell as a full body massage. She asked you if you wanted a hen party, but you declined. It wouldn't be much fun if you couldn't get drunk. And you, being pregnant, really couldn't drink. You settled for a day of pampering instead.

You got to the spa, welcomed in with a glass of champagne.

"Oh, I don't drink." You explained, the woman nodded and went to get you a soda. You were led to the spa and went to change into a robe and slippers.

"I've been told it's your special day soon miss L/N, who's the lucky guy?" The woman asked you, smiling.

"Oh, his name's Onceler. I'm very excited" You said. Though you were excited, seeing Onceler in that state early this morning made you feel nervous.

"The Onceler? Wow!" She looked starstruck. This made you feel a little bit jealous as it reminded you of the attention Onceler got from women.

"Yeah, I'm a lucky girl huh?" You chuckled, enjoying the pampering.

You left the spa feeling calmer than before, you headed back to the house to find Onceler, cooking pancakes.

"You're awake." You scoffed, Onceler looked guilty. He turned away from the stove, giving you an 'I'm sorry' look. He was about to speak but you spoke first.

"What were you thinking?! Getting drunk and doing god knows what 3 days before the wedding? And not to mention the fact that I'm pregnant!" You shouted, waving your arms at him.

"Y/N, I don't know what to say. I was drunk and I wish I didn't leave the house when I did. I'm sorry I put you in this situation" He said guiltily. You sighed deeply, walking over to him.

"I know things are difficult at the moment. But you could've got yourself hurt, or in trouble. Please just talk to me instead of doing that" He hugged you, leaning his head on your shoulder. You heard him sob.

"I'm just so scared. What if I'm not a good dad?" He cried, you rubbed his back.

"You're gonna be a great dad Once, I won't let you be a bad one trust me" You chuckled. He stood straight, wiping his eyes.

"Okay, I love you" He said, staring you in the eyes.

"I'm hungry, let's eat." You said, reminding him of the pancakes he was previously cooking. He passed you a plate of them, tucking into your food. You talked about your day, speaking of the pampering you received. Talking to Onceler eased your mind of any nerves you had previously felt.

"You're perfect, Once." You said out of nowhere. He looked up from his plate.

"I love you Y/N" He smiled, you started tearing up.

"These goddamm hormones!" You sobbed, Onceler held your hand across the table.

You spent the rest of the day with Onceler, watching TV and talking. You wouldn't have it any other way.