Blue Lock oneshots (Bllk x [Y/n])

I. Rin- Miscarriage°•°•°

(A/n) : ‼️If you're sensitive to things such as blood, miscarriage, or any sort of sadness, then read it at your own risk. You were warned.‼️
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Idea of the scenario :

They both were at first forced into this marriage but eventually fell in love. After two years of their marriage, Deena was now pregnant.

But life isn't always fair...

The oneshot :

–Mafia AU–

The grand estate was quiet, save for the faint rustle of autumn leaves outside the wide-open windows.

(Yes, I force with the autumn season. And I don't care.)

The scent of freshly brewed coffee drifted through the halls, mingling with the crisp morning air.

[Y/n] sat in the bedroom she had once loathed, a space that had once been nothing more than a gilded cage.

Now, 2 years later, it felt like home– a strange transformation she never thought possible.

She rested on the velvet chaise near the window, her silk robe loosely tied around her growing figure. One hand lingered on the small curve of her belly, tracing absentminded circles.

The reality of her pregnancy still felt surreal at times. She had once believed her life with Rin would be cold, transactional– a forced union meant to put an end to the bloody feud between their families.

But as she sat there, feeling the faint flutter of new life within her, she realized how much had changed.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the heavy oak door creaking open. She didn't need to look to know who it was ; the subtle shift in the air was enough to tell her.

Rin's presence filled the room like a storm cloud, dark and commanding, though no longer as foreboding as it had once been.

His tailored suit, always impeccably pressed, clung to his broad shoulders and his tie hung loosely around his neck– an uncharacteristic sign of the early hour. His piercing teal eyes immediately sought her out, softening when they landed on her figure.

"You weren't at breakfast", he said, his voice low and even, though it carried an edge of concern.

[Y/n] glanced over her shoulder and offered him a small, tired smile. "I wasn't feeling well this morning." Her fingers brushed against her stomach, silently conveying the reason.

Rin's gaze flicked downward, his expression unreadable for a moment. Then he moved across the room in a few long strides, kneeling in front of her.

His large hands rested on her knees before one slid up to cover hers, warm and steady. The man who once barely touched her now sought out these quiet moments and it never failed to disarm her.

"Is it bad ?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

[Y/n] shook her head, her smile softening. "No, just the usual morning sickness. It'll pass."