Pain. (Y/N) was in pain for the last wo days. Her stomach felt like there was a hurricane, wedding and rock concert going on at the same time. All she could do was curl up in Arthur's bed and try to distract herself. Arthur himself, who was always by her side, tried to soothe her pain with kisses and strokes on her stomach. While it did help a little, the pain just wouldn't fade. At first, (Y/N) thought that it was just causal lady pain, but this was not normal anymore. It felt like there were thousands of needles picking into her guts. The pain hit in waves, which meant that it faded and came back again and returning from time to time. As if it was trying to give her, hopes that it would go away entirely. Basically, her body was screwing with her mind. Even her own body switched sides against (Y/N). That felt humiliating. A new wave of pain washed over her body.
"Oh fuck me...", (Y/N) whined in Arthur's bare chest, since she was tugged under his shirt, creating a bulge on his complete torso. He also wanted to provide some warmth to her, holding her close.
"I feel like that would be innapropiate right now, my dear.", Arthur said and got a playful punch against his chest as an answer. He laughed, but really did feel sorry for her.
"Why did fate pick out exactly you, to experience such pain (Y/N)."
"I don't fucking know, and honestly whover did that is a motherfucking-bitch-ass-dumb-ass...", (Y/N) realized her tense behaviour and immediately apologized.
"Sorry..."
"It's okay, honey. Is it women's pain?"
"No...", (Y/N) answered while crawling out of Arthur's shirt, the frustration in her voice clearly coming out. Arthur noticed her trembling and cracking voice. The girl was on the edge of tears. He pulled her even closer, laying her on top of him, as he drew soft circles on her back. Small whimpers escaped her mouth, letting out all of the frustration that had gathered inside of her. She was punching herself. Why are you crying? It's just a bellyache. Stop acting like you're...
And then it hit her.
Her head shot up like a bullet out of a gun. Tears rolling down her cheek.
"Arrhur."
"Yes, love?"
"Arrhur..."
"(Y/N)?"
She hysterically tugged at the hem of his shirt, repeating his name over and over again. The disturbed expression on her face was worrying him. He grabbed her hands and tried to calm her down. Tears were rolling down her face again and small whimpers left her mouth. Arthur carefully shushed her.
"Shhhh...it's okay.", he slowly let go of her hands and put them around his shoulders. His hands gently stroked her cheeks, wiping away tears at the same time. (Y/N) was suddenly thrown back to the very first time she tried to calm down Arthur from one if his Attacks. He was in pure panic, just like she was right now. And he shushed her, just like she did the first time. And he asked her, just like she did:
"How's the weather, (Y/N)?"
Never ever in her life, did she think that this would happen. Now, she understood what effect it had on him. It was mesmerizing. (Y/N) saw Arthur in front of her. It was amazing to see, how he has evolved throughout the time they spent together. Back then, he was shy, fragile and had no confidence whatsoever. His past left scars on his body, that seemed to never heal. Arthur never fealt loved and all he wanted, was someone to walk up to him, hold him, take care of him. It was fate, that that someone was (Y/N) (Y/L/N). The 22 year old woman with the (Y/E/C) eyes and her (Y/H/L) (Y/H/C) Hair.
And look at him now.
He shined. Smiled. Felt truly happy. A feeling that was just too far to ever achieve. But somehow, (Y/N), his angel on earth, managed to bring out the best of him. And hell, he would die for her. So, it was not only happiness that she brought out of him. It was Love.
"It is winter. There is something itching under the ice. Begging to get out. And people are scared of it. They don't know, what's going to come..."
Arthur gently stroked her cheek, looking into her teared up eyes, that still managed to shine.
"And what is under the ice?"
(Y/N) stiffed up and stayed silent. She dropped her head, so that she wouldn't look him into the eyes. But Arthur quickly changed that, since he carefully lifted her chin back up to meet her gaze.
"Did we...Am I...?"
"I am listening, love.", Arthur whispered to show her that he was there with her.
"Arthur...I might be carrying your child."
His jaw dropped a little, and (Y/N) immediately lost it again.
"I am so sorry...I didn't think about it...I-", before she could say anything more, something stopped her.
His smile. Arthur was smiling.
"You mean...My child...Our child?"
(Y/N) just nodded, not fully comprehending what was going on right now.
Suddenly, Arthur jumped up and twirled her around him his arms.
"I am going to be a dad! With you! We are going to be a family!"
He laughed and had a tight grip around her. Little chants escaped his mouth and (Y/N) chuckled. Relieved.
"So you are not mad?", she asked, her voice still very fragile and soft from the shock.
Arthur stopped everything he was doing and got very close.
"Mad? How could I be mad? This is everything. This is all I ever wanted...", (Y/N) saw, that his eyes got teary. She remembered his love for children and the ability to make them laugh.
"I know, that I am probably not the best dad of the world, but I promise that I will do anything, to keep us safe and sound. And I know, that pregnancy can get tough sometime, but I want you go know, that I am always here for you, if you need help. Always and forever."
Touched by his words, (Y/N) pulled him close and kissed him with all the passion and love inside of her right now. After some while, they separated.
"But it I am not 100% sure, if I am actually..."
"Don't care. If you are, we will be the best family ever. If not, there will be plenty of time for that."
They both laughed.
"I am going to become a father...", Arthur buried his head in her shoulder. (Y/N) wanted to add a maybe, but decided not to, since it would ruin the moment. Arthur suddenly felt a slight pinch in his stomach.
"Ow. What was that for?", he asked playfully.
"For saying that you are not a good father."
Arthur just chuckled. He lowered himself down to her stomach and lifted her shirt.
"Hi Baby. I'm gonna be your dad...maybe.", he kissed her stomach and gently ran his hands up and down. (Y/N) sunk into the bliss of the moment.
Everything was going to turn out Ok, right? It always does with Arthur.
Right?
And again, she felt his strong hands gently gripping on her stomach and his lips on her soft skin. She stroked his green hair. If this was going to last forever, there was no point in questioning. So she asked herself and answered herself.
Everything was going to be ok. With Arthur. She smiled
Right.
