maybank oneshots

OUR BABY

our baby
w/c: 1.2k
description: you and JJ were going to have a baby and you couldnt wait, but have you gotten your hopes up too soon?
warnings: jj x reader, mentions of death, car crash, mentions of kiara, john b and pope, pregnancy
a/n: i really loved this request because it was so cute 🥺 sorry if this isn't what you were hoping for.

JJ and you had been together for over two years, after drunkenly confessing your feelings to each other after a random boneyard party.
You were two 18 year olds ready to take on the world, when you fell pregnant. It was an accident and you never meant it to happen but as soon as the news got out, both you and JJ were ecstatic. You couldnt wait for the baby to be born.
You were currently just a few months pregnant, barely even showing, and JJ was insanely protective over you. If you needed to go grocery shopping, he refused to let you go by yourself. If he was too busy to join you, he would beg either Kiara or Pope to go with you (not trusting John B enough with his future child).
"baby, i got the job!" JJ grinned proudly. You'd been having trouble with money for a while and you both feared what would happen when you had to cater for a third person. Luckily, JJ found a job opening at a mechanics shop and he went in for the interview.
"oh i am so proud of you." you leaned into him, squeezing him tight in the hug and kissing him on the cheek. JJ always doubted himself as both a boyfriend and a father but you knew he was perfect as both. Sometimes he was frightened that he would turn out like his dad and you had to remind him of all the times he had shown you he was the complete opposite of that inhumane man.
"We're gonna celebrate tonight at this new restaurant on the mainland. Kiara said she would pay." he winked at you, throwing his arm around your shoulder. You smiled up at him, gleefully nodding.
You jumped up out of his embrace, telling him you needed to get ready. You stumbled up the stairs and looked in your wardrobe.
Recently you had been very insecure about your clothes because even if nobody else noticed, your eyes always fixated on the tiny bump that ruined any cute shirt or dress. It all made you look fat. At least, in your opinion. Everyone else thought you looked more beautiful than ever.
You threw on a floral print, airy dress, feeling pretty. You braided your y/c/h hair and smiled at yourself in the mirror. In the corner of your eye, you could see JJ leaning against the door frame looking you up and down, checking you out.
Even though you had been dating for two years (flirting even longer) every time JJ did something like that, butterflies would swarm in your belly and you'd feel like you were 12 years old again at your school kids prom, holding hands with JJ. He had asked you to go with him as 'friends' even though you both had huge crushes on each other. Of course, 12 year old JJ didnt want to admit he liked a girl and 12 year old you was almost too shy to even speak to him.
"You're glowing, baby." he whispered in your ear, his long arms wrapping around your torso from behind. He rested his head on top of yours while you both looked in the mirror at youselves.
"You're gonna be the best mom any kid could ever have."
"and youre gonna be the cool dad that teaches all the kids how to surf."
you both laughed at each other and grinned, excited for what the future held for you both. Sure you hadnt been together long but you knew JJ was it for you. the first moment you saw him, when you were just 8 years old, you knew.
"lets get going, dont want to be late."
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"that was such a good meal, thank you Kie." you said graciously, smiling at Kiara. JJ held his arm around your waist. Kiara nodded and smiled back.
John B and Pope were laughing about some joke John B had said 5 minutes ago, somehow both of them still found humour in it.
"Hey look, theres a dollar bill on the road." JJ smirked, going to pick it up. The road was clear so he walked across it, bending down to grab it.
everything moved so fast. The loud, constant buzzing sound of a cheap engine was heard first. It suffocated you as panic engulfed your body. Without thinking, you shoved your body into JJ's, moving him out of the way. The silver car with blacked out windows flashed by, after skimming your body harshly. It created a deep gash in the side of your stomach. Fear crept into your brain. Fear for both your baby and for your boyfriend. Your eyes swept the road and you saw JJ sat safely away from you, unharmed. His eyes held alarm and anxiety, staring at the cut on your stomach and the blood which stained your pretty, new dress.
The other pogues rushed to help you, reality having finally set in. JJ sat still, jaw clenched. All he saw was red as the anger filled his veins. Who could've done such a horror to the love of his life? To his baby!
The whirring of an ambulance nearing the group echoes through the street, the bright blues and reds filled the sky as your eyes began to shut, your vision caving in.
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"y/n! you're awake." a familiar voice croaked from beside you. You turned your head and saw an exhausted JJ, looking like he hadn't slept in days. The bags under his eyes purple and very visible.
Realisation of the events that caused you to end up in this dull room, laying on the bumpy, uncomfortable hospital bed came back to you.
"the baby!" you whimpered, fearing the worst. Tears poured out of your eyes and your vision became blurry. You would feel guilt for the rest of your life if you had killed JJ's child.
"We don't know if the baby is okay yet. The doctors did a scan and we're waiting for the results." you let out another wail, knowing there was a low chance your baby would be ok due to the harsh impact they had suffered.
"y/n you saved me. I could be dead right now if you hadnt of jumped infront of me. If the baby didnt make it, yes that would be heartbreaking, but we would get through it. Im just glad you are safe. I was worried you werent gonna survive." he spoke quietly, tears fogging up his own vision. He looked down at his feet, begging himself to stop sobbing and to be brave for you.
You both sat in silence for a while, your brains rattling all the bad news that the doctor could come up with.
A eery creak broke the stillness, the door widening and revealing a man in a long white coat with a name tag stating 'Dr Jones'. His smile held pity and sympathy as he looked down at the shattered couple.
His next words could either destroy the picture of a happy family you had created in your mind or-
"Your baby is okay."

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