I'm Sorry - Jackson imagine

You never knew how much two words could upset you until you actually got to experience it. 


The words 'I'm sorry.' said by the doctor on the other end of the phone was enough to send you into tears. You didn't even need the rest of the sentence to know what she was going to say next. 


You and Jackson had been trying to start a family for a good one and a half years now and with no success you finally decided to talk to a doctor about it. 


"I hate to be the one to tell you this, but unfortunately you're infertile." You wanted to say thank you to the lady for calling but the only thing you could manage was a weak 'Thanks'. The lady apologized for the news once again before you finally hung up. 


You dropped the phone onto the kitchen counter before collapsing onto the floor. You had absolutely no idea how you were going to tell Jackson. He would be home any minute now and there was no way you were going to get away with telling him about it later seeing as though you were a crying mess on the kitchen floor. 


When the familiar click of the front door filled your ears you look in the direction of the door and your watery eyes land on Jackson standing in the door way with a shocked look plastered on his face. 


"(Y/N)?" Jackson drops the shopping bag he had in his hand and rushes to your side. He sits down beside you and pulls you onto his lap, allowing you to bury your head in his neck. "Baby, whats wrong?"


"I hate my body!" You cry. Jackson didn't say anything. By the way he just held you tighter you knew he knew why you were crying. 


"Did you get the results back?" He asks quietly. You nod and press your face further into his neck, attempting to stop your cries.


"I'm so sorry." You manage to croak out. You feel Jackson place a finger underneath your chin, lifting your head to look at him.  He shook his head as tears filled his own eyes. 


"Don't be sorry. Its not your fault, you had no control over it." He sighs, running a hand up and down your back in an effort to calm you down. 


"But-" 


"No. Its not your fault. (Y/N), I don't care. I still love you so, so much. Just because you're infertile doesn't mean we cant have kids, if you wanted to, adoption is always an option. Now, how about we watch a movie?" 


When you nod in agreement Jackson helps you back onto your feet, "I'll just get us some tea? You go get comfy." 


"Thank you." You sigh, wiping at the few final stray tears on your cheeks. Jackson smiles and waves his hands in the direction of the lounge room. 


Jackson makes his way into the lounge room moments later with two warm cups of tea and he takes a seat next to you. Once you both get comfy you start the movie but its soon forgotten about when you and Jackson end up talking utter nonsense until you both finally fall into a deep slumber wrapped up in each other's limbs on the couch. 

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