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Ying and Yang - (Demon) Johnny 3 Tears × (Angel) Reader (Part 3)

I woke up to a note on my nightstand. It read:

We do not allow relationships or interbreeding with demons. You will lose your job should you continue to associate with them. 

SINcerely yours,
God.

I hate my job sometimes. The restrictions are so strict, but... I can't leave George. I love him. I'm... I'm choosing between my job and my love. I know I have to pick George. I simply can not force myself to leave him. I love him way too much. I got up and dressed then went to work.

. . . . .

George could immediately tell that something was wrong.

"What is it, my love? What's bothering you? Why are you so quiet?"

I didn't look at him as I handed him the notice. He read in silence for a moment.

"Don't tell me that you plan on quitting."

I stayed silent.

"Are you going to quit your job for me?"

I didn't answer.

He moved in front of me and grabbed my shoulders, right in the middle of the hallway at Ava's school. "Please tell me that you're not going to quit!" He stared at me, waiting for an answer, questions and emotions racing through his eyes.

I stared at him blankly, then snapped. "What do you expect me to do? Am I just supposed to throw away my heart, my feelings for you, because my job demands it? Am I just supposed to ignore how much I love you and how deeply I feel for you just because it's not allowed? I could quit and be much happier because I'm with you, so what do you want me to do? What do you expect me to do, George?"

He stared at me in surprise for a moment, totally stunned into silence.

"See what I mean? Either way, I'm screwed," I said, hopelessness creeping into my voice.

He didn't look at me. I couldn't tell if it was out of shame or anger. He disappeared without another word.

. . . . .

3 Months Later...

I was sitting on the roof above Ava's bedroom, looking up at the stars. I remember when George and I had our first kiss here. It wasn't even that long ago, either. Ugh, I already miss him and it's only been a few hours since I last saw him. I feel terrible because we were fighting again.

George was suddenly there. He appeared again. I waited for him to say something first because I was ready to forgive him for disappearing and apologize for snapping. He glanced at me once...

"I'm sorry. I-I should have stayed with you, but I panicked and disappeared. I'm so, so sorry," he said. I could hear the heaviness of tears in his voice. He finally faced me. I held my arms out to him in a silent offer of forgiveness. He hugged me tightly.

We both looked at each other in total panic at the same time. I felt something move. Something inside me move, and from the look on his face, he felt it too. My eyes were wide as I reached down and touched my slightly swollen belly. I looked back at him for his thoughts.

He just stared in shock.

It's been a bit more than 3 months since we've done it. We haven't done it again yet, thanks to that note from the Boss. But....

Oh my gosh, this means....

"George...." I trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"I love you so much. I'm going to find a place on Earth for you, me, and the baby to stay. We can raise them like a normal human child. I mean... I'm not sure I'll be the best at parenting, but I'll try my hardest. And-and--," he spoke much too quickly.

"George."

"Yes, love?"

"I would love that."

His grin grew and he kissed my cheek, then my lips.

"May I...?" he asked, his hand hovering over my belly.

I nodded.

He touched my belly and gasped in surprise and delight.

"What was that about?"

"Not only can I feel the life growing inside you, I can hear our baby's thoughts. He's going to be sweet and gentle like his mother, but have a firecracker side to him if anyone messes with him, which comes from none other than me," George replied with a smile. He was basically glowing with happiness.

"What will we name him?"

"You're the one carrying him for 9 months, so it's your choice. Although, I may deter you from certain names."

I nodded and put my hand over his, which was still on my belly.

"I love you so much and I think everything will work out jut fine."

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