The Deadliest Sin: A Ban × reader Lemon

Chapter eight: The Truth

You had ran all the way back to Meliodas's tavern, and, you had been laying against the door for a good thirty minutes. You don't know what to do; you held fifteen years of hate against him. And now....now you're just going to let it go, the pain you felt for no reason? You feel so fucking lost. Suddenly; you feel the door open slightly; pushing you away a little. "What the-mom?!!" A voice rings out through your eyes and your skull. You look up to see your handsome son; he looks almost exactly like his daddy. So much so, you don't know how the fuck Ban doesn't see it. Is he just daft or something? "Dear, look; don't be too hard on Ban...okay?" You ask him; feeling ashamed so you look down. You scoot over so he can open the door fully and sit next to you. "What do you mean? It's high time you tell us just who this guy is, why he's associated with raping you, and why you ran out for so long." You son says, a determined look on his face. Suddenly, an overwhelming feeling of love washes over you and you reach over and pull him into a tight hug. You love your children and their will to protect you so much. "M-mom, can't...breath!" He gasps, you chuckle; pulling away after a few seconds. "You're absolutely right; I think it's time." You state, standing up and reaching for the door knob. "Yeah- why are you leaving me if it's high time?!" He asks; suspicious. You look down at him with a small, weak smile; he's right, Ban deserves to know. They all do. "Just wait a little while; make sure to be in the tavern." You say; walking inside. Your other two kids smile and wave at you while Merlin S brings out a tray of ham and vetables to to them in the corner of the room. It's lunch time already? Merlin S greets your face with a worried look; you smile at her whilst walking up to Ban's room. You stroll in; not bothering to knock cause he's probably still sleeping off that hangover. You were right; Ban lays on the bed; drool rolling out of the corner of his mouth. His arms are wrapped tightly around a pillow, and, he has a smile on his face. He almost looks too peaceful to wake; almost. You seductively climb into the bed; straddling his hips. You lightly pull the pillow out of his arms and.... hit him with it in the face as hard as you can. His eyes fly open and he clutches his nose tightly. "(Y-yn), what the fuck?!!! You hit me with a pillow!! I have a hangover. Jesus, it hurts like a bitch!" He growls; his eyes readjusting to you; he Rios the pillow out of your arms and throws it to the floor. "Yeah...well, you needed to be awake." You tell him, looking down at him with a smirk. "Where the fuck did you go anyway? Everyone kept coming in here and yelling at me about you running away." He says. "Not important, but, what is important is that....Jesus." You crawl out of the bed and stand up. "I'm so fucking sorry." You tell him; putting your head in your hand, the shame and hangover hitting you at full strength. "About what?" He asks sleepily, standing up from the bed. "I'm sorry about everything!" You cry out. "Everything? What's everything?" He asks, now, you can hear it...the teasing in his voice and mild pain. "ABOUT CALLING YOU A RAPIST, YOU BIG DOOFUS!!" You cry out; tears filling your vision. "Alright. Alright. So...you don't think I raped you, right?" He asks, stepping over to you unsure. "Y-yeah...." You state; you feel his arms wrap around you. So strong, so warm, so reassuring....god damnit you love him! "Hey, it's okay." He says; tilting your chin up to look at him. He slowly moves his lips towards your's; as of waiting for you to say what you want. And God you want it; so fucking much; if you didn't think he'd hate you after you told him the secret you would've pushed your lips to his and do a whole lot more than kissing. But, it had to be done; you push him away before he can kiss you and stare regretfully into his crimson eyes. "B-ban...I need to tell you something. Just promise me you won't hate me." You tell him, he looks at you in bewilderment. "I could never hate you, princess. What is it?" He asks you. You take a deep breath and let it all out...the truth. "M-my kids...they are your's." You tell him; holding your breath. His eyes widden and he just looks at you, saying nothing. This is it. You've broken him. You feel tears slip down your cheeks and land on your chest. "W-what?!!! Those kids?!!! T-they are mine?! You....you had my kids?!!" He asks; his words getting lower and more filled with disbelief every sentence. "Y-yeah." You manage to gasp out through tears; his hand slowly slides up to cup your face. And just like that...he crumbles. The big, strong, cocky, and drunk Ban that everyone has know all these years crumbles right before you. His head falls down on your shoulder and tear after tear slips down his cheek and soon....he's a sobbing mess. You hold onto him for dear life; for fear if you let go he'll crumble away. His head is tightly pushed against your chest as you sobs loudly into your chest. The tears and snot soiling your shirt. You see who he is then. A sad, broken boy who just wants love. You begin to cry silently; knowing two things; one: ' I love Ban with every bone and fiber in my body.' And two: ' He loves me just as much.' For once in your life you feel complete. As the whole world crumbles around you; you stand strong together.