Requested: Frostpelt1275
Prompt: 34. "Do you think it's possible that I...might be... pregnant?"
Info: Prompt 34, Lafyette X Reader Please and thank u
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"God I have the worst stomach ache." I whine as I lay my head on my husband's lap. He chuckles and runs his hand through my hair.

"Did you eat to much?" He asks, his voice smooth and soothing.

"I've barely eaten anything today!" I protest.

"That may be the problem baby." He smiles as he continues to rub my head. I groan and pull my legs closer to my chest. I can feel something in my throat and realize I'm about to be sick. I quickly shoot up and run towards the kitchen sink, prepared to spill my guts. I hunch over the sink and hurl, my throat retching.

"(Y/n)! Baby are you ok?!" Laf asks as he runs over to me and lifts my hair. Once I finish I keep my hands plastered to the counter, griping it until my knuckles turn white. I spit into the sink once more before turning on the water, letting the waste travel down the drain.

"Y-Yea I think so.." I murmur, quietly sitting on the counter and wiping my mouth with a towel. Laf hops on the counter with me and rubs little circles into my back with his long fingers.

"Are you sure?" He asks softly. I nod and lean my head on his shoulder, fidgeting with the ring on my left hand.

"When was the last time we had sex?" I ask, and he stiffens at the question. I can tell he's slightly embarrassed at the question but he answers anyways. (Blunt Author~Chan's back bitches)

"Umm, a couple weeks ago?." He says, clearing his throat after the statement. I look up at him and sigh slightly.

"Do you think... I might be pregnant?" I ask softly. He stiffens even further than before, his grip on my knee tightening.

"W- Woah where did that come from?" He asks, fright tinging in his voice.

"Where did what come from?"

"The possibility of being pregnant!" He gasps. "I didn't think you wanted kids!"

"No- I want kids but I didn't want to bring it up until we've been married longer . It's only been about a year a half we've been married Laf. I didn't want to rush it." I tell him, slightly defensive. I realize the context of his statement and feel a slight panic rising in my chest "Do you not want kids?"

"I mean- I haven't really thought about it, but- I- I don't know." He manages to get out. "I just- I really don't know."

"Wait- I'm confused (So is Author~Chan at this point.)" I say. "So, you don't know?"

"I just- I mean I wouldn't mind having a little version of us running around." He sighs. "I guess it would be pretty cool."

"Just think." I start. "We would have a smol baguette running around!" (Smh Griffon, a baguette ??)

He laughs and kisses my forehead lightly before taking me in his arms. "That would be pretty nice."

"It would be." I laugh.

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I probably could have written this better but I do quite like this one shot. It's quiet fluffy if I do say so myself.

Next one tho, be prepared with your holy water and eye bleach,

iTS SMUT TIME!

anyways, have a good day lovelies!

~~Griffon~~

O deer lordt please help us ~Ami