Healing Passion - Doc x Reader [Rainbow six siege]

Recounting.

Art by: IG- cpt_sunstark
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"...I have a ridiculous question." Gustave utters softly, "What is it?" 

"Is the child mine...?" He asks timidly. Cocking a brow, (Y/n) smiles amiably, "of course."
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Gustave's orbs allay whilst glancing down at (Y/n)'s already forming bump.
Providing a sigh, Gustave declines back into the sofa.

"I'm so sorry, (Y/n)..."
"What for?" She questions, "for... Doing this to you. I should've known better."
"We both should've. However, I believe we'll be okay." (Y/n) assures, seizing Gustave's hand in her own; softly Caressing the side with her thumb.
"Our jobs... wouldn't it be inequitable for the child?" his french dialect and remark chiming throughout her mind.

"Are you suggesting to abort?" (Y/n) chokes,
"No- no! Definitely not, I could never abort my own child. I'm just reflecting on what we need to consider." Gustave clarifies, his arms encompassing (Y/n)'s petite frame, gathering her against him

"You do realize you won't be able to engage in combat now?" Gustave mentions, his lips brushing against her forehead lightly.
"I know. However, I can still do my duty as a medic."
"Of course, but you'll need to be more heedful of your deeds."

"I wonder what Mike would say, considering he's pretty much a father figure to me." (Y/n) remarks as Gustave swallows uneasily, pondering the thought of what Mike may express and undertake.

As if by fortuity, a knock emanated from the door provoking a startled Gustave to loosen his grip around her frame. Enabling (Y/n) to ascend from the sofa, trekking over to the door.

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Upon unlocking and opening the door, (Y/n) is welcomed by a friendly, buoyant Mike and Elias. "How are ya feeling kid?" Mike articulates blithely; peering over her shoulder, acknowledging an ashen Gustave who gives a meekly welcoming hand gesture to the pair, Mike doing the same in response. "All good! - Though this is ironically good timing as there's something I need to inform you about." (Y/n) responds, beckoning the pair inside.

Offering refreshments and sustenance, Elias and Mike politely decline, having permission to sit down. "So what is it ya need to tell us?" Mike issues as Elias glances down, his glacial orbs broadening at (Y/n)'s mildly perceivable bump.

"You're pregnant?!" Elias spews out fairly blatantly. Mike glaring at Elias with a cocked brow, "Don't be so absurd, lad. There's no way." Glancing timidly down at the wooden floorboards, (Y/n) utters a barely audible sentence. "How did you know...?"

"Well, that's either a food baby or an actual baby." Elias remarks, (Y/n) giggling at his comment. Mike's buoyant expression altered vacant, "Are you really pregnant...?" Mike queries, while (Y/n) nods sheepishly in response.

(Y/n) was promptly  met by a bone-crushing embrace.  "I'm going to be a granddad!" Mike chants, elevating her from the ground. "How far gone are you?" Elias questions as Mike places her back down with a beaming smirk. "Only a few weeks."  

"Who's the father?" Elias queries, turning around toward Gustave - (Y/n)'s (e/c) orbs augment. "The man that seems to be slowly becoming one with the sofa..." She utters, tittering at the sight of a usually well-conserved man.

"Ah, no need to threat, Gustave. I'm happy for ya, as long as you two know what you're doing. You're both adults, you're responsible for your own decisions." Mike establishes, pacifying Gustave's discontent. "Furthermore, both Elias and I will be here to support you both." "Thank you, we really appreciate it. Now, do forgive me - but if you'll excuse me for a couple of minutes." (Y/n) notifies, pardoning herself from the room to fetch files from her office. 

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"So... Gustave, how do you feel - well, knowing you're going to be a father?" Elias ponders, "... terrified. H..how are we suppose to deal with a child regarding our job... -" stammering on his words, he begins to tremble.

Flinching at  at the physical contact on his shoulder. Gustave glances  toward Mike, dismay etched on his features. "Don't worry, Lad. You and (Y/n) will be absolutely fine. Of course, I ain't gonna beat around the bush, it won't be no walk in the park. But you have all of us to support you both."  Mike states, patting Gustave's shoulder. "...Thank you."  "Anyhow, we must go. Elias managed to 'overheat' his shield and needs Dominic to have a look at it."  Mike notes, rising up for the chair. "If you need anything, you know where we all are." 

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With stillness and silence enveloping the room. Gustave descends back onto the sofa from politely seeing Mike and Elias off. The sofa depressing underneath his weight, he respires profoundly, rubbing his temple he allows his  consciousness to ebbed. Obscurity claiming his vision, his mind wanting free fall from the unending fret. 

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Vaulting out of his slumber, Gustave is waked by (Y/n) who burst's in the room hastily, with her hand sheathing her lips. Hurrying  toward the bathroom she crouches down around the lavatory bowl, heaving at the nauseated sensation.

Gustave forcefully heaving himself up from the sofa, treks over to the restroom. "(Y/n)?" he utters, his tone groggy and grating from his lethargic transient state.

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(Y/n) neglects to heed the formidable man station in the doorway, trudging over to her;  kneeling down behind her, he tenderly caresses  her back in an annular motion. Providing the only confined solace he could give.

Falling back into her knees after her queasy ordeal, cupping her forehead in her palms. Breathing heavily, she slumps  into Gustave on accident causing him to fall back onto the floor. "You okay now?" he utters, delicately holding onto her waist with his legs either side of her. "I..I think so."

Gustave attentively removes himself from behind (Y/n) and pitches himself up. (Y/n) attempts to heave herself with little strength she has left too, Gustave offering his assistance.

"T..Thank you. I should be okay now." (Y/n) reassures, "Alright then... I'll let you do what you need to do." Gustave utters, caressing her arm softly.

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After freshening herself back up, (Y/n) stumbles out of the restroom. An observant Gustave  monitoring her every step toward him. "You have more colour in your face." Gustave remarks, smiling amiably. "I feel much better." returning the smile back. "There is something I need to speak to you about. Something that I have discovered... regarding the recent blood tests and quarantine." (Y/n) comments, placing herself on the sofa next to him. "What is it? I haven't seen the recent tests yet..." Gustave utters, "Well... I found out there is a case of infection. It is traced to one of the Germans in the vicinity..." ... "Who?"

"Dominic."

E: due to the latest confrontation with the covid-19, I wish you all the best and safety and a quick recovery for those who have unfortunately contracted the virus. Please stay inside, please wash your hands. And only go out if absolutely necessary. Stay safe<3