Mine DoFlamingo X Reader

Ten

"DoFlamingo, no."

"DoFlamingo yes." Your husband pushed you down and kissed your stomach, grinning. "Come on, (Y/N)~"

"Doffy, down."

"Please?"

"No. Now go."

With a huff of disappointment, DoFlamingo let you up. Wrapping his coat around himself, he pouted.

"Quit pouting you big baby."

Pulling the feathers over his head, he curled up in a ball and vanished beneath the fluffy waves of pink.

"Oh, yeah, that'll teach me." Getting up, you walked over to the closet and pulled on the closest piece of clothing that would fit you. "I'm goin' to the kitchen. Jean said he'd make me a pie."

Arriving at the kitchen, you proceeded to pester Jean until the chef gave up and made you a pie. You really like pie. A lot.

So when DoFlamingo finally stopped pouting and went to find you, you were covered in pie filling and sugar. You were laying on the table with five empty pie tins scattered around you. "Oh my gosh, I ate too much." Groaning, you managed to roll over onto your stomach. "Wow, this is uncomfortable."

DoFlamingo grabbed a washcloth and gently tipped you head up so he could wash your face. "How did you manage to get so much on you, hmm?"

"Talent..."

He chuckled, gently wiping you clean and lifting you into his arms. "You leave me for pie and then complain that you ate too much. What do you want, pup?"

"I want a nap.."

"Okay." DoFlamingo wrapped you up in his coat, gently rocking you like a child. "Then just go to sleep."

~~~
You woke up feeling sick. "Oh gosh." You flailed and DoFlamingo let you down, chasing after you as you bolted away to the nearest bathroom and emptied your guts. "Well, that hurt."

DoFlamingo rubbed your back. "Are you okay...?" You nodded, the nausea passing.

"I think so..."

"Come on." He wiped your face and took you back into his arms, carrying you away.

"Where we goin?"

"Doctor. I want to make sure you're okay."

"I'm fine Doffy. I probably just ate too much."

"We'll see."

~~~
The doctor crossed his arms and nodded while you sat back down. "Yep. I know exactly what's up."

"Well, what is it then?" DoFlamingo growled.

The doctor clapped his hands together. "She's pregnant! Congratulations, your majesty, looks like you'll finally have an heir."

"Alright." You got up and walked out the door.

DoFlamingo scrambled after you. "What do you mean 'Alright'? Is that really all you have to say!"

"Yep." You pushed open the door to the kitchen and walked inside. "I'm hungry again."

DoFlamingo stared after you, mouth open. Meanwhile, you slid up next to Jean and nudged him with your elbow.

"What is it, m'am."

"Well, I was thinking that after you made me another pie you could take the day off. Take a walk, relax, maybe spend some time with a certain butler~"

Jean blushed. "I don't know what you're implying m'lady."

"Yes you do. Now make me a pie, please, I'm starving."

~~~
DoFlamingo pulled you close to him, tugging the covers up and kissing your neck. You hummed, snuggling down in the bed with a sigh. He gently laid a hand over your stomach. "You're going to have my baby..."

"Mmhmm." You relaxed under his touch, laying your hand over his. "Which means I have to eat enough for two people, so you don't get to sass me when I eat more than everyone else."

"Darn you, woman." He kissed you gently, pulling you as close as he possibly could.

Can you forgive me, Rosinante? I understand now, why you did what you did for Law. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, brother.