"I'll see ya around right pretty little thing?" Bard asked you as you left the party.
"Of course," you smiled, letting go of his hand.
*** 1 MONTH LATER ***
Bard came over a lot, often to chat and check up on you. So, he was one of the first to see some changes going on. You had stomach pains a lot more often than normal and the things you were eating were quite odd. You didn't want to go to the doctor's, so we had Sebastian come over and check on you. (He's good at everything.) After a couple questions and tests, Sebastian happily announced that you were pregnant.
You stumble backwards at the news. Of course you knew who the father was (Bard was in the same room) but would he be okay with this.
"That sounds so exciting!" Bard cheered, taking you into his arms. "We're having a baby (Y/N)!
*** 5 MONTHS LATER ***
Bard was taking cooking lessons to prepare for when the baby came. He knew he burned everything he cooked, but his skills were improving. Of course, you were always there to try the dishes out, and they usually turned out pretty well.
Both of you were happy with each other in those months, so not much happened.
*** 1 MONTH LATER ***
"BARD WILL YOU TAKE THAT CIGARETTE OUT OF YOUR MOUTH?!" you shouted at him one night.
"I'LL DO WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT (Y/N)!" he shouted back. He blew the smoke straight into your face.
"ENOUGH! YOU ALREADY KNOW IT'S BAD FOR YOU!" you screamed.
"I DON'T SEE WHY YOU'RE COMPLAINING NOW!" he yelled back.
"SMOKING IS BAD FOR THE BABY YOU DUMBASS! THE REASON I DIDN'T COMPLAIN ABOUT IT IN THE PAST IS BECAUSE I WASN'T PREGNANT THEN!" you yelled for the final time before running out of the house. You couldn't take it anymore.
You ran down the street and into an alleyway to cool down. Rubbing your stomach, you were able to calm down a bit.
"Hey there," a voice you didn't recognize said. "How 'bout a fun night with me tonight?"
"No thanks," you said coldly.
"Well, I didn't mean to ask you," he smirked evilly. "I was telling you."
Without another word he grabbed both wrists and pinned them above your head. You tried to scream, but a hand clamped over your mouth.
"You have five seconds to back away from my girlfriend before I burn your ass into a crisp," Bard growled from behind the male, flame-thrower in hand. Soon enough, the guy back away from you and ran off. Bard instantly took you into his arms.
"(Y/N), I'm so sorry," he whispered to you. "That should have never happened to you. I'll stop smoking, I swear."
"Bard, please don't blame yourself too much. I yelled at you too," you said.
"Shh, no more talking, we're going home now." he told you.
*** ABOUT A MONTH LATER ***
You gave birth to a lovely blonde baby girl. She was very giggly and had a thing for playing with matches.
