𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 4

The Baby's Pocket| Request

AN: In this request, Leon is Y/N's university professor and they've been dating for a few months now. Little do both know, that their duo is soon going be a trio. This ones sweet and cheesy!

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I focus my attention on Professor Leon Kennedy's voice as the soft morning sun filters in through the windows, casting a comforting glow on the rows of students. I sigh contentedly, feeling blissful at the warmth shining on my cheek. Leon's authoritative yet kind tone soothes the headache threatening my mind as I focus on his lecture and write down a few notes. Every so often when he stops for a sip of coffee from his travel cup (which I'd made him in our apartment this morning) his blue eyes find mine, as if checking in on me, his lips twitch into a knowing smile, as if the secret we share makes us better than everyone here. I smile back, careful to hide it with my sleeve as I wiggle my fingers. We'd been together for a few months now, at first Leon was reluctant since it technically was against the rules, but after consulting like adults and going on a couple of dates, we knew that we wanted to defy the norms and refuse to hide our feelings towards one another. 

Leon clears his throat and continues his criminology lecture whilst I avoid prying eyes and strange looks from my classmates. I didn't mind hiding our relationship until graduation, but I hated the judgements I'd receive from supposed friends, sure Leon's nicer to me for obvious reasons unknown to others, but that doesn't mean I get a free degree without putting in the work. I'm not fucking Leon for marks or anything, things just happened to work between us, I'm not studying any less because of that. A sudden wave of nausea makes my head spin, for the last few days I've felt off, but I can't put my finger on it. I swallow back the sickly feeling, focusing on my notes, but it's getting harder and harder to pretend that I'm fine. I might be convincing myself that I'm not ill or anything, but my body's beginning to protest. Thankfully, due to a work meeting Leon's lecture ends early, giving me time to rush across campus and back to mine and Leon's apartment before my knees buckle. Seconds later, I'm throwing up on the hardwood floor, hands shaking as my stomach heaves and clenches. I slump back, frowning now that I feel fine again. It can't be a stomach bug, nor food poisoning- 

I could be pregnant though. 

I quickly clean up my mess and text a friend to let them know I'm taking the next couple of days off, then I speed walk to the store and buy a test. Panic consumes me for the next few hours as I pace the apartment and find the courage to just take the damned test. Leon texts me, checking in on me like usual, but I give him a short answer, hoping he assumes I'm busy. Finally, I head to the bathroom and take the pregnancy test, knee bouncing as I wait for the results. I cry, I laugh to myself, then finally with trembling fingers I reach for the stick, seeing two very prominent lines on it. Fuck, I'm pregnant with my professor's baby. I hide the test somewhere Leon wouldn't look as I debate on asking him to come home, but then I decide that I need a couple days to just think. So I do. 

At the end of the week, I'm barely hanging by a thread with my secret weighing me down. I'm not exactly sad about it, but there's definetly some fear there. I sit in Leon's lecture, but when the usual nausea hits me harder than usual, I'm forced to rush out and mutter an apology to my confused and concerned boyfriend. I know tonight he's finally going to ask why I've been acting weird, so I make a small trip to the store to buy Leon some of his favourite candy- it won't calm him down or persuade him to make any decisions, but it's a good sentence starter. On the way to the checkout my eyes spot the baby section, and without thinking I find myself drifting towards it, eyes glimmering at the tiny shoes and clothes. I hold a hand to my stomach, lips titling up at the idea of the future. 

As predicted, when Leon comes home he wastes no time hugging me, cupping my cheeks and scanning me head to toe as he looks for some invisible illness. "Honey, tell me what's going on?" He softly asks, tugging me to the sofa as I swallow nervously. "Are you sick? Stressed out? Can I help?" I shake my head as he takes my hands in his, brows furrowed as I see nothing but honest and genuine care in his face. I take a deep breath, standing up as Leon goes to follow, but then I hold out a hand for him to wait. Leon sits up straighter, tilting his head in  confusion as I disappear then come back with a small gift box. I sit down, hands shaking as I pass it to Leon with a wobbly smile. 

"I hope you're in for a surprise." I softly say as Leon looks between me and the box. Finally, Leon opens the lid, completely freezing at the sight of two little white shoes inside and my positive pregnancy test. I stiffen, tears already pricking my eyes at his reaction. Oh my God, I've messed up. I've made a mistake and-

Leon carefully plucks up the test with equally shaking hands, lips parted as he stares at the two red lines. "Are...Are we...?" He whispers, looking to me as the realisation hits him. I nod, throat tight as my lip wobbles, I take it between my teeth, but a sob still escapes me. Leon doesn't even let my first tear fall before he's pulling me onto his lap, arms embracing me as he grins and laughs gleefully, squeezing me as he peppers my head with kisses. "You're pregnant! I'm going to be a dad!" He cheers, rocking me as his infectious and relieving reaction flows to me. I nod, letting out a hiccup and a laugh. 

"Yeah, we're going to be parents. I was so worried, I thought you'd hate me because it's so sudden-" 

Leon frowns, gently he cups my cheek, shaking his head as he gives me a pointed look. "Honey, I could never hate you, especially when it's kind of my fault," He chuckles, pressing his forehead to mine, "I love you so much, I'm over the moon about this. I just...I want this, but do you?" He asks, stroking my hip with his other hand. I've had time to think about it, and whilst I know it's not going to be easy, the timings work by a few weeks. 

"Yeah, I think I can do this." I reply, laughing as Leon grins and flips us over until I'm on my back, then he begins kissing my stomach, murmuring words of love and promises to our growing child. 

Around nine months later our lives were changed forever. Our son was born just a few weeks after my university graduation. By then everyone knew Leon and I were together, but I didn't care, I was the happiest I'd ever been. Despite the challenges I'd faced during the pregnancy, Leon had helped me through the sleepless nights and constant studying, I'd gained my degree and a son within the same month. Leon was the best support anyone could ask for, and the best dad. Our home was filled with warmth and joy, along with our son's giggles and coos. 

One evening, as I sit on the sofa with Leon watching TV- whilst breastfeeding little S/N-Leon turns to me, smile soft and full of admiration as he watches us both for a few seconds. "You're amazing, you know that?" Leon reaches out, hand stroking our son's faint blonde hair before he links our fingers together, "I'm so proud of you, and everything you've done." 

I smile, eyes shining as I blink away happy tears. "I couldn't have done it without you, Leon." I whisper as Leon pulls a strange face, nodding towards our son's little front pocket of outfit. 

"I think the little guy's got something in his pocket." Leon murmurs, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as my brows knit together. I lean down, careful of my nursing son, and reach into his pocket to find something small and metallic. I pull it out, breath catching at the sight of an engagement ring. I swivel to Leon, holding the ring to him as my heart pounds from excitement, I knew what this meant already, but then Leon goes on to ask "Will you marry me?" I nod, laughing as Leon takes the ring then slips it onto my finger. He leans in, kissing me as our son coos delightedly below us, as if knowing how special this moment is. Our laughs of joy fill the room as Leon takes a drowsy S/N from me, holding him up until he's 'standing' on Leon's thighs facing me. "Look at your mommy, she's going to be the most amazing wife in the world. Don't you think, buddy?" 

I roll my eyes as S/N giggles and dribbles, but Leon just grins over the top of his head, love showing through like a beacon in the night.