Wintumn

One Plus One Makes Three

Autumn's POV

I am two weeks late and starting to get worried. There was no way I could be pregnant, Winter and I have always been very safe sexually no matter what we were doing. There was absolutely no way this could be it. "Winter," I decide that telling him about my worry would somewhat help. "Yes, my sweet?" he shouts from the other room. "Come here please," I summon him through to the bedroom. He comes in and sees me sitting on the bed deep in thought. I look over to him and almost whisper, "I think I might be pregnant." We've never spoken about kids so I don't know if he wants them. Where as I know I have been on the fence about it ever since I was young. I don't want to turn out like my own parents and raise my child around a world of hurt but also I want to heal myself by raising someone surrounded by love. I couldn't help but notice Winter's face get hit by a wave of confusion, with a slight hint of contentment. "Have you taken a test?" he asks me, I hold the box up to him. "Come on then, let's take one now and I'll be right by your side my darling," Winter takes my hand as we walk into the bathroom.

I take the test and feel my chest tighten as we wait. Winter holds me by my waist, placing soft kisses on my forehead and telling me it's all gonna be okay. I look up to face my love. "Winter, do you even want children?" I queried. It took him a moment to reply, losing himself in the thought of holding our, for the moment, metaphorical baby. "Yes I do, and there is not a single person who I would want to have a child with more than I do with you, my darling," he softly affirms, pulling me even closer towards him. I gesture at him to let go and reach for the test. A soft smile comes across my face as I see the result. I can't bring myself to speak so instead I turn it round for Winter to read himself. He puts his arms back around me and brings me in for a hug. He is the only person ever allowed to hug me. "We're going to have a baby my love," he hummed, still keeping me in a warm embrace.

*timeskip*

As we lay down to sleep, I can't help but overthink. What if I am not a good parent, whether I turn our like my mother or father, either way would be terrible. I don't want to abandon my child, or abuse them. I don't know if I can give a child the life they want, or need. And then there's the obvious worry of miscarriage. I know from Reece that before me, there was another who was meant to be but never happened. And I also know that it's more common than people think, and I don't want to go through the pain of telling everyone and then telling people we've lost it. How am I meant to hide it at work? It's very likely that I will get morning sickness and then Marjorie will notice something and interrogate me and Winter. Or even worse, Reece will. Winter must have noticed me slowly curling into a ball as tears start to form in my eyes. He wraps his arm around me, bringing his head up to mine. "My darling, what's wrong?" he inquires. He kisses me softly awaiting my response. "I'm just worried, what if I'm not a good parent, what if Reece is disappointed, what if no one approves and how are we meant to tell people," I hastily blurt out in case I stutter or start to cry. The black haired man holds me even tighter, breathing lightly on my skin. He circles his fingers on my stomach, "Autumn Knight, my sweet darling, you are going to be an absolutely brilliant mother, I know that no one and especially not Reece will be disappointed or upset, and we can tell people at our own pace okay? I love you so much, my sweet." And with that he wiped my tears away, and kissed me goodnight. I fell asleep with his arms around me, holding our little baby inside my stomach.

A/N - this hasn't been proof read so please ignore any mistakes, i was listening to action replay by the fratellis and that inspired me to write this