Bellamy Blake x reader Prompt Session

I'm Pregnant

I laid in the medical tent, groaning and puking to my heart's content. Abby was checking my temperature with a make shift thermometer from the wreckage.

She pulled the stick from my mouth and frowned, "No fever."

I gave a half-assed laugh, "You sound disappointed."

"Oh no, it's not that, it's just-" She stopped for a moment before turning around, "I'll be right back, dear."

I leaned against the wall and shut my eyes, exhausted until I heard her footsteps return. I opened my eyes and she held out a paper bag to me.

I took it as she gave me directions, "You'll know what to do, just to be sure. When you're done, come back and see me."

I nodded, confused, but jumped off the table and went to my tent, trying to control the upcoming nausea. I opened the flap and looked around, no Bellamy in sight. I sighed once more and sat on the bed, then opened the bag.

I recoiled as if a I was smacked and stared at the box in the bag that read 'Pregnancy Tests'. I stared down at it and a hand went to my stomach and I shook my head. This couldn't be possible, could it? Bells and I were always careful about that and always used protection, so it couldn't be it, right?

I rolled the bag back up and went to the edge of the wood, marked bathroom spot that had a tent that smelled less than appetizing, went inside and did what I had to.

Moments later, I sat in shock as I looked at the two red lines that either blessed or cursed the little white stick. I returned the test to the box, which went back to the bag and ran out the tent, straight to the medical tent.

"Abby?" I called out and looked around until I spotted her walking over to me, retreating from a patient with a long scratch down their cheek.

"Well?" She asked, an eyebrow raised.

I clutched the bag and nodded my head.

A smile lit up her face, "Oh, (Y/N), that's great news! Right? You don't look very happy?"

I nodded my head, "I'm just a bit shocked. I need to tell Bellamy..."

She grabbed the bag from my grasp and nodded towards the entrance to the tent, "I'll dispose of this, you go tell him."

I nodded my thanks and walked out the door and walked to my tent. Bellamy would be on break soon and come back to the tent, we always had break at the same time so it worked out, but I was off today because I was feeling sick. I sat down on our makeshift bed and set a hand on my stomach, looking down at it.

Pregnant. The word rang in my head. There was a tiny, growing human in there. I shut my eyes and pulled my knees to my chest. How would we take care of a baby here? On the ground? We have no supplies, it's not safe, and am I even ready to do this? To be a mother?

"Hey, you okay?" I heard the familiar voice and my head shot up to see Bellamy standing at the entrance of our home.

I opened my mouth to talk, but closed it. How the hell do I tell him this? A concerned look covered his face and he walked over and sat next to me, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me into his chest, "You can talk to me, (Y/N)."

"Bells, I-" But I paused, thinking how to even tell him that I'm pregnant, with a actual baby.

"Yeah?" He spoke softly and I pulled away to look at him, gripping his hand in mine.

"Bellamy, I'm-" I paused again, squeezing his hand, "Bellamy, I'm Pregnant." The shock on his face hit him like a brick. Eyes wide, mouth agape, hand gripping mine so tight it nearly hurt.

"You're pregnant? With my baby?" He whispered and I just gently nodded. His eyes wondered down to my belly and his free hand hovered right above it. He kept it there for a few seconds before resting it down on my stomach. I took my own hand and placed it above his and we looked up at each other.

"You're ganna be a dad." I smiled.

"And you're ganna be a mom." He returned the smile.

I kissed him and buried my head in his shoulder, "We're ganna be parents, Bell."

I felt his head nod and he hugged me harder, "We are, (Y/N), we are."

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