My Angel of Death ( Jason 'JD' Dean X Reader )

Chapter Twelve - Oatmeal and Happiness

Dear diary,

We've been living in this place for months now. JD works at a 7/11 and I stay at home these days. You see, I'd had a a job, and not a bad one either! But things changed once we realized that I was pregnant.

Yes diary, pregnant. That's why I haven't been writing much. We've been saving money to try to get a better house now that's we've got our names changed and all.

So although to the rest of the world I'm Charlie Hull and JD is Nick Hull, in our home we are still Y/n and JD.

Sincerely, Y/n Dean
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I look down at my growing stomach and lay a hand on it smiling. I hoped whatever this baby was going to be, that it would look like it's daddy.

I stand up and stretch out my back before going to a cupboard beside the fridge and getting some oatmeal. I begin boiling water in a rusty pan on the old style stove. Once the water boiled I put the oatmeal in and waited for it to finish.

I put it in two bowls and set them down at the table, putting brown sugar and milk down as well.

I heard the door unlock and a smiling JD popped his head in.

"Knock knock!" he says slipping in, locking the door behind him.

"How's my favourite girl, who made my favourite affordable meal?" He asks giving me a kiss and then moving down to my stomach before placing another kiss on it.

"She's lovely," I say a smile playing on my lips.

"How was work?" I ask as I sit down at the table, mixing the sugar and milk in.

"Ah it was great. I brought you a free slushie." He says smiling before pulling the slushie out from inside his coat.

How he kept all the multitude of things that he did in that coat is a mystery to me.

I grin and take a sip, closing my eyes in a pleasant bliss.

"Thank you..." I say nearly breathlessly. I had almost forgotten how sweet and wonderful something so simple could be.

"They were talking about Sherwood on the news again. They were talking about something like, thinking the principle had done it. Apparently he had a ton of pornographic pictures of students in his room at home and they believe he blew the school up as a sort of suicide bombing."  He says interrupting my moment of bliss.

I sigh and pour half the slushie in a cup for him.

"Time to freeze our brains?" I ask.

He chuckles and nods.

"Our love is god... even the highest of police would never suspect us, and for that, we are blessed." He says smiling.

I nod and continue to eat my oatmeal.

"I love you JD." I say exhaling as a place a hand on my stomach.

"I love you too, Y/n." He  says smiling.

"You know... I found a house we might be able to get up in northern Canada." He says scratching the back of his head.

"It's a little bit in the middle of no where, but there's a small community with school and a hospital and this place called MAX, which is like our 7/11 and I mean the houses are less pricey for nicer things because of the location... And I know it might be colder, but I think that it could really be what we need!" He says quickly, clearly afraid I'd hate the idea.

"Yes of course! JD that's perfect! All of that is perfect!" I say, tears welling up in my eyes. 

We stand up and hug each other tightly. We kiss passionately and I stay in his arms for a while.

We curl up together on the cot and in the morning I know we'll be getting ready to head up to northern Canada.

** JD POV **

Dear Journal,

away we go, we'll spread our wings and our seed.

Our love is god, and so is what we shall create.

Sincerely, JD

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