Ohmwrecker {One shots}

Depression

{Y/N} POV

"How about this one?" I held the small onesia to my swollen stomach. "Yeah I'll think it'll suit you" he winked teasing around slightly. I playfully rolled my eyes at my lover. "Ryan..." I whined. "It's cute. Get him it" "Hey it's your son too!" "Takes two to do it Mrs Ohm." I just stuck my tongue out at him as he did the same. "Immature!" "Oh really?" That look in his eye. Uh oh. "No!" I squealed as he started tickling me. "I'm gonna stop because you got an excuse but after this I'm not gonna forget what I still gotta do" he pulled me closer to him, sadly the bump kept a separation from us but he didn't care as he kissed me anyways.

"{Y/N}?" He must of finished recording. "Yeah?" "Do you need anything?" "I'm fine" "You know that sentence is started to make me cringe, you're not fine sweetheart"

He took a seat beside me holding my cold lifeless hand just like how I feel, how I look. I felt the tears falling again. "It'll get better I promise as horrible as it sounds we can try again" he was wiping my tears. "Doesn't it affect you Ryan? What I went through? There... There was so much blood... so much pain... He was ripped away from me... he was... he's gone" I finally broke down after a month. Ryan pulled me into his warmth, comforting me in soothing words.

"No... I want the nutella" "You hate nutella..." "I like it now" "Your cravings... they're just wow..." he passed me the jar and spoon over. "Thank you" I giggled sitting cross legged.

"Don't even..." I saw his phone out. "Shit..." "Busted..." I sang before shoving a spoonful of nutella in my mouth. I then suddenly pulled a face at the taste. "Eww, it's gross" "Told you" he mumbled under his breath. I narrowed my eyes to that. "Hey! Hubby I heard that!" "Sorry Wifey" he mocked. I flipped him off. He let out a fake gasp. "I'm offended" "So be it" I tried getting up.

Ryan kindly helped me up seeing my struggle. I pecked his lips. He was so gentle with me. "Go get some rest." "You too" "I will be up there in a minute gotta finish one last editing" "Promise only one?" "I promise" "Ok" I giggled. He looked at me suspiciously until it clicked. "Hormones" he chuckled to himself. I rolled my eyes leaving him to it in his office.

"{Y/N}..." he gave my hand a light squeeze. "I'm gonna go to bed. Can you get me a coffee whilst you're out?" "Of course. I'll even force them to write Mrs Ohmwrecker on there" he chuckled letting me smile lightly. "I love you Ryan" my eyes watered up. "Hey... I love you too" he mumbled wiping the tear that fell. His hand rested on the back of my head pushing me closer as he kissed my forehead letting it linger. I closed my eyes hoping the suffering would end.  "I won't be long baby" he whispered.

"I won't be long!" "Ryan..." I painfully cried out leaning on the wall with the phone to my ear. "I'm parking now, I'm close!" I can hear the car slam shut echoing. My eyes were slowly dropping. "{Y/N}?!" I heard the keys rattling from outside. The last thing I saw was the pool of blood under me and Ryan as I slowly fell falling into his arms. "Stay awake!" He wiped a piece hair away from my sweaty forehead. "Ryan..." "{Y/N}? {Y/N}!"

I sat there watching the water fill the tub up slowly stripping myself of my clothes. I turned the tap off stepping in laying down in the warmth of the water relaxing.

Ryan held me close as I cried seeing our dead son in the doctor hands. "Can... can I hold him for the last time?" He slowly nodded passing him down as I held our son in my arms, more tears fell. "He's beautiful isn't he?" I smiled. "He is..." I slowly looked up to Ryan. I saw his eyes watering staring at him in my arms. It was his dream seeing his wife and child together. "I'm so sorry Ryan..." "It's not your fault, it's not your fault..."

I let out a gasp opening my eyes being pulled out from under the water. "{Y/N}?!" I looked at him seeing the scared expression on his face. "What the hell were you trying to do?!"

"I-I-I... I don't know... it hurts so badly..." he pulled me to him. "That's not the answer... baby that's not gonna help. Don't do that! You scared me half to death" "I'm sorry Ryan... I-I.." "Just.. Just come to me. Please... I don't care if I'm in the middle of recording the guys knows what happened, they aren't even pressuring me to record with them. Please... don't leave me too" "Can you just hold me and don't let me go tonight?" "Wouldn't dream of it"

4 years later

"You can let go" I giggled as he groaned pulling me closer burying his face in the crook of my neck. "Who's fault was it going to sleep at like 6 in the morning?" I was poking his cheek. "Stop" he whined. I smiled feeling his hand resting on my bump doing small circles with his finger.

"Muuum!" Our 3 year old daughter ran in jumping on the bed. Ryan groaned as I burst out laughing. "Yes honey?" "Can I take Buddy out with Daddy?" "Shit" he cursed under his breath. He always had a routine of walking Buddy. "Yes you can" I giggled as Ryan was getting up. "Daddy you look dead?" "Oh yeah?" He charged at her, she screamed running out our room as he chased after her. "HEEELP!" she giggled out. "SAY YOU HAVE A PRETTY DADDY!"

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