The One Who Saved Me |Iceland X Reader|

Epilogue

Okie, don't judge me. I've been wanting to do an epilogue for, like, ever, but haven't had the time. I know it's like, 20 million years late, and it probably sucks ass, but hey, EPILOGUE.

Emil's POV

I sigh in contentment as I stare at my beautiful wife. She sleeps soundly in my arms, snuggled up to my bare chest. "I never knew that I'd marry my dream girl," I whisper as I caress her cheek. Her lips tug up into a small smile and I lay back down.

A few minutes later, I hear her quiet voice. "E-Emil...."

"Yes, my love?"

"I-I don't feel-" before she finished her sentence, she darts out of the bed to the bathroom. I cringe as the noises reach my ears.

"U-Um, you alright in there?" I ask hesitantly.

"Yea, I'm-" her words were interrupted by more vomiting noises.

"I'll get you some water," I deadpan as I walk to the kitchen.

"Hey, tough guy," Mr. Puffin greets me from his cage.

"Hello," I keep my eyes away from his figure as he attempts to butter me up.

"Lemme outta this cage now, will ya?" He sweetly asks in his rough voice.

"No."

"Why not?!"

"Because," I glare at him. "You're a frikin' cockblocker!"

"You didn't even do it last night, though!" He pouts.

"Your just a really creepy third wheel, ok?" I get (Name's) water and walk back into our room. I gasp as I see my wife sprawled across the bed, looking as if she died. "(Name)?"

"Damn this virus!" She cursed as she pulls her knees to her chest. "It's killin' me!"

"Yea," I whisper as she takes the water. "You didn't feel like that yesterday, right?" She nods in affirmation. "I wonder why you're feeling sick, all of the sudden."

"Same," she sighs as she finished her water. "Hey, don't you have work today?"

"No, I requested a day off."

"Why?"

"I wanted to go out with you today, but I guess that won't happen!" I laugh nervously, scratching the back of my neck.

Tears welling up in her eyes, she wraps her arms tightly around my waist. "Awwww, Emil! I'm sorry!"

"It's not your fault, (Name)." I reassure her as I stroke her hair.

"B-But you wanted to spend time with me!" She cries. "You took a whole day off, just for me!"

"Yea, but just being with you is fine with me."

"Really?" Her waterfall tears instantly cease and she smiles at me sweetly. "Thank you!" She squeezes my stomach and I gasp for air.

"C-Can't breathe!"

"Sorry!" She laughs. Her stomach growls and she looks up at me with puppy dog eyes. "I'm hungwy."

I raise an eyebrow at her speech. "Um, hungwy?"

"Yas!" She says, rubbing her head against me. "I is so hungwy, Emil!"

"Can't you speak proper english?"

"Nu!" She whines. "Not when I be so hungwy!"

"Fine, fine." I pick her up bridal style and walk her to the living room and lay her on the couch. "What do ya' want?"