Curses And Kisses ;Book One (Jacksepticeye x Reader)

Her Name is

(You and Sean are home now. You've been home for a little now, and your 'showing'! If you now what I mean.)
        I felt bad for Sean. It was his time of the month, and no, not his period. It was the month his ex-girlfriend died, February. I didn't know much, only that she died on Sean's birthday, (It's February 5th.) which gets him super depressed. But hopefully I could get him happy, at least for today. He was in the recording room with his stuff. He sold his apartment and got all his stuff to come here, took a little, but it's here now.
          I opened the recording room door, "Sean?" He took his headphones off and smiled slightly, "Yeah?" I closed the door behind me, "Feeling okay today?" He shrugged, " I don't know." I could tell he really wanted to cry, but he didn't want to at the same time. "Sean. If you need to cry. Then do it. Please. I hate seeing you like this." I begged. He pushed his chair back from his desk and patted his lap, "Sit." I sat in his lap, facing him, and kissed his cheek, "Talk." He sighed, "As you know. Signè died this month. On my birthday. Last year. And." He sniffed, "On my birthday. I was going to propose to her. I knew she was sick. And I thought it would make her feel a bit, or even a little better." Some tears rolled down his cheeks, "She died, before I could even ask her, right in my arms." I wiped them away, " I'm sorry." "(Y/N). I've never told any one this. Not even Mark, my mom, nobody. Please don't tell." I nodded and hugged him, burying my face into his shirt. "Signé and I were." He coughed, "We were expecting a child. A little girl, like you. And she died, at the time of her pregnancy as you." I hugged him tightly, "Are you crying because you miss her?" He shook his head and used his hand to lift up my chin, "I'm scared I'm going to lose you like I lost her." Some tears rolled down my face to, we both were crying.
           After a while, we stopped crying and Sean cleared his throat, "Princess. Promise me you'll try to be safe. Please." I pecked his lips, "I promise." He smiled, "Shall we go and do something?" I nodded and got off him. I opened the door, Sean followed. "Oh! Sean!" I remembered. He looked at me, "Yeah." I grabbed his hand, led him downstairs, and made him sit on the couch. "(Y/N). You made me come all the way down here, just to sit on the couch. I shook my head, "Nope. Better." He grinned and relaxed on the couch, "This better be good. I could be playing UnderTale right now, again." I smiled, "Close your eyes." He rolled his eyes, then covered them with it hands.  I slowly took my hoodie off, I was wearing a black spaghetti strap tank top, the ones that are really tight on your body, but not to tight to me. I looked down and grinned, "Open." He opened his eyes, they switched between my eyes, and my belly, "No. Fucking. Way." I played innocent, "What? I don't know what you mean." "Stop fucking playing around!" He laughed, "Its this real?" "What? What do you mean?" I asked, again. "Stop playing innocent! Oh my god!" He jumped off the couch and hugged me tightly, but also making sure he wasn't hurting the baby. "Sean. I hope this made you happy." I giggled. He got down on his knees, pulled my tank top up, and kissed my baby bump. He rubbed it, "Your fucking showing! Your really showing! Of course this made me fucking happy!" I giggled, "Stop! It tickles. And it's just a baby bump." "Princess. Beautiful. Darling. Just, a baby bump?" He wouldn't stop smiling, "That's our little girl in there. That's our baby. Our blood. Just a baby bump? " "Well. Pretty much it's just a baby bump. But, soon. I'll get bigger, and fatter. And we'll have to buy more clothes. And how could I forget! Baby clothes, shoes, furniture, toys, there's so much to do, and they money." I sat onto the couch and covered my face in my hands, " Are we really ready Sean. Are we really ready to become parents?"  He removed my hands, " I feel like we're ready. Don't worry about the money, I've got it covered. Just, don't worry about anything besides you and making sure Sam is okay." "We're not naming her Sam." I giggled. "Then what are we naming her." Sean poked my side, the side without my scar from Dakota. "If you don't mind me asking. What were you going to name Singe's  (Or Seana)  kid?" I asked. He looked at the ground and ran his hand over his stubble, "Rose. We were going to name her Rose." I giggled, "The name fits perfectly." "Can you please tell me her name now? Please princess?" He begged. "Fine." I sighed, "Her name is-"

Authors Note:

HAHA! Cliffhanger! You have to wait and see!