Sebastian Michaelis x Male Reader

XVII

"And your name shall be Alois Something Michaelis," I mumble to my flat stomach. Sebastian only left a few hours ago...but it feels like it's been months. I'm already anxious about the little baby that will be Alois. I wonder if this Alois will be like the old one. I pray that he doesn't hate Sebastian like the old one did. Perhaps if I can raise this child with love instead of abandonment and abuse, this Alois will grow up to be much kinder and more understanding than the old. I'll love this baby no matter what; I pray that Sebastian will be able to do the same.

I let out a heavy sigh and look out the window. "We should be heading home soon...Dad--your Grandpa--will be waiting for us. I hope that he can love you t--"

A heavy knock sounds at the bedroom door. I jump a little out of fright, but still answer the door with little hesitation. "You!" a familiar voice screams. Strong hands find their way around my neck and begin to squeeze. "You really did it! You stole him from me! You conceived a bastard child! Y-You homewrecker!"

Grell tackles me to the floor, releasing my neck and pulling out a book. "Look at this, (y/n)!" He slaps my face violently with the book a few times before ceasing. "Do you know what this is!? Do you understand what you've done!? You've completely ruined my chances with Bassy now! And now you dare to bare his child!? How could you even dare to do such a thing!? Don't you understand how much this hurts me!?"

Ignoring Grell's bitching, I take a look at the book he holds in front of me. It kind of looks like my Record. Except...the name on it is Jim Macken. "Who's Jim Macken?" I ask the Reaper.

Grell suddenly stops his ranting and glares down at me. "You mean that brat who's soon to be your child never told you?" he asks me with a growl. "There never was an Alois Trancy that you knew. All this time his real name has been Jim Macken. This is his Record. I was reading it, trying to figure out what was happening to his soul--and then I spotted your name! How could you do this to me? I told you that--that I had dibs on Bassy!"

"So your name was really Jim...all this time..." I mumble to the fetus that is developing within me, still ignoring anything that Grell is saying. "Jim is like a nicknames for James, right? So then your name is going to be Alois James Michaelis. It sounds lovely, doesn't it?"

"Are you even listening to me!?" Grell shouts. "How can you be so cold!? You steal my man! You dare to carry his child! And then you treat me as though I don't exist!?

"Grell! Shut up!" I shout at him. Grell looks down at me, still sitting on top of me. "Get off of me. If you've hurt my baby, I'll make you wish you never existed."

Grell gets off of me but immediately goes to sulk in the corner. "The one man I have ever loved has been stolen from me by nothing but a prissy little two-face liar!"

"I am not! You shouldn't hate me just because Sebastian doesn't love you!" I shout at him. "I'm leaving. Don't follow me if you're only going to harass me about what a terrible person I am for having someone love me."

I put a coat on and make my way out of the bedroom. Grell follows close behind me, messing around with whatever it is he brought with him in that long, red jacket of his. "Wait! (y/n)! Whether or not it's mine, that baby still has Bassy's genes! It might look a bit like you, but it will still be as devilishly handsome as my darling Bassy. It's my duty to protect such potential."

"Even if the soul belongs to Alois--Jim Macken?"

"Please, like that will affect how the baby looks. Although...now that I think about it...Ash Landers is your father...so that would make this new Alois Michaelis a mixed-breed of demon, angel, and human. He would be the most gorgeous creature to exist...wouldn't he...perhaps even more stunning than his father."