Healing Passion - Doc x Reader [Rainbow six siege]

Euphoric.

/!\ I do not own the art, art goes to the rightful respected owner /!\

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(Y/n)'s optics had broadened at the words Gustave had voiced.  Scarcely able to express her words; "W..What was that?"   her voice being merely perceptible.  "Maybe I should've done this a little more professionally..." Gustave remarks, cupping her fragile hands within his whilst proceeding onto one knee. "Will you... marry me...?"  

(Y/n) sought to keep her tears unseen, biting her tongue to keep them concealed. "Yes... I will marry you..." A single pellucid pearl began trekking down her cheek, rolling off her chin.  Gustave's eyes had enlivened, relief  and gaiety manifested into his posture and emotions. He daintily places his hand on her cheek, his thumb swabbing away the tears. 

Smiling  into his touch, she reaches up and allows her arms to cloak softly around his nape, her forehead resting against his. Gustave gazed endearingly into her (e/c) orbs, not knowing when it happened her lips were suddenly locked with his. The start of the soft touch sent a persistent sentiment of warmth spiralling through her system. Her eyes closed intrepidly, but the closure didn't let her see darkness, it instead created colours of fondness. Her tense nerves soon began to relax, her troubles, her pain began to melt away and the surroundings began to disappear, as did it for him too. The stupefying ecstasy that encased them both was robust, extracting all repulsive thoughts that they had.

"I'm sorry that I don't have a ring just yet... I genuinely didn't expect to get this far-" Gustave inhales, "That's the least of my worries, I'm more happy that you asked if anything..."  (Y/n) retorts, a beaming smile on her features. 

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*Few months later* 

Recoiling vaguely at the glacial gel being applied on (Y/n)'s broadened stomach; Gustave utilises a hand-held device - scanning around her velour skin.  His other hand turning on the screen, revealing the image of their child.  "It's a boy, dear..." Gustave utters, his hand sheathing hers as they both cherish the image. 

(Y/n) sought to keep her tears unseen, biting at her tongue to keep them veiled.  Gustave attentively brushes back strands of her hair, placing a delicate kiss on her forehead.  "He's perfectly healthy too, ma chère." Smiling at the image, (Y/n) peers her view over to Gustave, who too seemed to be on the brink of tears.  "I'll go print an image off; two seconds." Gustave mentions, giving (Y/n) a towel to remove the gel and rectify her attire. Gyrating on his heel in an instant, undoubtedly not wanting to be seen  weeping again. 

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Upon retrieving the image from the printer, Gustave refrained from being mobile and observed his unborn son with fondness. Felicity and turmoil tangled together within his emotions, resulting in his orbs  becoming windowed with liquid; He retains the image close to his chest before returning back to the room. 

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Upon entering the room, Gustave witnessed (Y/n)  struggling to haul herself up due to the pain that had been frequently  sailing up her back due to her stomach broadening. Heeding this, Gustave hastily ushered himself over to (Y/n); "Don't strain yourself, ma chère. Allow me to help." he implies, allowing his arms to wrap around her and aid her up. 
"Thank you..." (Y/n) utters, sounding a little embarrassed at the fact she needed assistance up. 

Nodding at her appreciation, he gently grasps onto her hand, slipping the picture within her palm; faintly smiling concomitantly at her. 

Feeling the lithe paper being attentively stalled into her palm, she peers down and unfastens her hand, exposing the ultrasound image. "Awh..."  Glancing back up at Gustave, she places a gentle peck on his cheek. "Thank you... Why don't you make a copy? That way we can both have the image." (Y/n) proposes, having a close, yet gentle hold of the image.