Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Two Lines

I don't think that anyone has ever had to send down such a terrifying request before. Still, I needed to know. While I wasn't sure what I could do, if there was anything to do, it was better to plan ahead. 

As I only had two weeks until the next supplies were filled I just knew though. You don't throw up almost every morning after having basically never done so before. You don't get snappy after being the exact opposite. You don't end up breaking up with your boyfriend, with the only chance of being the father of your child, just for fun.

I cried a lot. A lot, a lot. It was just that he had been catching on, and I was scared. I was scared of him breaking up with me over this. So I broke up with him. It was so reasonable at the time, but now I just wanted him back. I just wanted him to hold me and promise that no matter what happened we would be okay. I needed him to wrap his arms around me and pull me close. I needed him to kiss my forehead and rub my back while promising that he would make everything alright. I needed him. I needed my boy. I needed my Aris. 

The second the girls had Blondie out I grabbed the “special box” and ran for it. Shutting myself in the bathroom, I locked the door and waited to see if my life was going to change. To see if one line or two would show how I would wake up tomorrow.

Bouncing my leg up and down, I waited and waited and waited for an eternity until I looked down again to see it.

Two lines. 

Just one time gave me two lines.

“No, no, no, no, no,”I denied, staring at it as if it would change what I saw, as if it would take the truth away. 

It didn't. 

“I’m screwed. I’m so screwed,”I whispered, putting it back in the box before curling my knees to my chest. Sitting on the floor, I forced myself to forget everything around me as I just started crying. What else was I supposed to do? Right now? After this? Years from now? In eight months? 

Aris. 

How am I supposed to tell Aris? Just walk up and say it? Put it off? Hide it until I can't? Would he want our baby? Not want anything to do with it? With me? 

Right now the only thing I can do is sob my heart out. 

Right now this is bad. This is the worst thing that's ever happened to me, and I’m trapped in a Maze. I don't know how to take care of a baby. I don't know if he’ll want to help. I don't know how to be a good mother.

Putting my hand on my stomach, I swore that I was going to vomit. From stress, from fear, from crying, and from pregnancy. 

Running my hands through my hair, I kept trying not to hyperventilate. Wiping my eyes, I laid down as I forced myself to breathe. Putting my fist in my mouth, I held back louder sobs. Even if I am in the bathroom that nobody went in, I was on the verge of screaming. Tuning out the world, I just tried to make it all go away. How do I make it go away? 

In the midst of my sob session there were several knocks on the door. Ignoring them, I put my head down until they got louder, and he started yelling.

Until Aris started yelling.

“Y/N! Y/N!”He repeated.

“Go away,”I demanded.

“Open the door. Y/N, open the door,”He begged, banging on the wood harder. 

“Leave me alone,”I repeated through hiccuped sobs.

“Y/N, please. Please open the door,”He whispered, no longer frantically knocking. “Please?”

Wiping my eyes, I took as many deep breaths as would keep me sane before standing up. Leaning against the wall as I was still in shock, I didn't quite process anything as I opened it. Not really.

“Positive or negative?”He immediately whispered. Crying even harder than before, he knew what my answer was as he pulled me in for a hug. Clinging to him, I buried my face in his chest as I sobbed.

“It’s okay. You're okay,”He soothed, rubbing my back as I was choking on tears. “It’s okay. I’m here. I’m right here, okay?”

“I'm sorry,”I got out.

“No, no, no. Look at me, okay? Just for a moment,”He asked. Sniffling, I pulled away and did so.

“I love you so much. So very much, and I’ll be by your side for this. For everything. No matter what happens I will always stay with you. From the second the sun's up, to the second it sets, to the dead of night, I’ll be there. It's you, Y/N. You are my everything, and I want you to know that,”He whispered, wiping tears from my eyes. Finding myself unable to speak, I just hugged him even tighter than before. Accepting it, he kept rubbing my shoulders.

“I’m sorry I thought you would leave.”

“Why would I leave?”

“Because I’m pregnant?”

“You are, but that doesn't mean that I’ll leave.”

“What if I’m a bad mother though?”

“You won't be. You’ll make mistakes raising it, but so will I. We’ll learn from it though. We’ll grow. We’ll protect our baby. We’ll be the parents that got taken away from us.”

“Aris?”

“Yes?”

“I’m scared. I'm really, really scared,”I whispered.

“I know.”

“Are you scared?”I asked.

“Terrified.”

“You don't seem terrified,”I pointed out.

“I’m just trying to stay calm. I’m trying not to say or do the wrong thing.”

“You aren't,”I promised. 

“We're going to be okay. You know that, right? That I love you and just want you here forever?”

“I do, but I panicked. I panicked really, really bad. I’m still kind of panicking on the inside.”

“That's okay. It's okay to panic. It's okay to be scared. You just need to know what to do with those, and you do. You usually do.”

“It doesn't feel like it.”

“I know, but you're doing your best. That's all anyone can do.”

“So you and I will do our best then? To take care of our baby?”

“Of course. We’ll figure this out, Y/N. Besides, we’ve talked about this, about the family we’d have one day. It just came earlier than expected.”

“Way earlier,”I got out, giving a weak laugh through my tears. Pulling away, he wiped them again before kissing my forehead. Looking at him with complete adoration, I felt myself smile at whatever you could call this feeling.

“I hope our baby has your eyes,”He whispered, brushing my hair out of my face. 

“I hope it has your everything,”I whispered back.

“We’ll be okay, alright? We're going to be fine Y/N. It'll all be okay,”He promised.

Hugging him tighter than before, I just clung to him as he slightly rocked me while standing. Now completely drained, I didn't really move as he did. I just let him hold me and make me feel like we had any idea what we were going to do next.  

I’m still scared. I’m still absolutely terrified. I’m still not sure how to handle this. 

But what matters is that I won't have to do it alone. I have him. I have Aris who I know will be next to me for every step of the way, no matter what it is.