One Shots

Izaya Orihara X Pregnant!Reader

Placing a hand over your stomach, you remember the pregnancy test you took a week ago.
Positive.
You gently let your hand rest, watching it, as if it would take control of itself and punch where the small of the baby lay.
"What's wrong, Y/N? Does your tummy hurt?" Izaya smirked playfully, waltzing into the room.
You gasped, quickly taking your hand away.
"No. Everything's fine."
He suddenly went serious, coming over to you, "Are you sure, Y/N? I heard you throwing up yesterday, you know."
You felt your eyes widen. Crap.
Izaya pointed his finger over your stomach. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing-"
He jabbed his finger down, To which you grunted and caught his wrist, moving it away you quickly covered yourself with the blanket currently over your legs. "Easy!" You blurted, what if the baby could feel it?
"Y/N did something happen?" Izaya showed a slight worry in his eyes, but was clearly annoyed that you weren't telling him anything.
"Nothing happened. I'm fine, Izaya." You stated, trying to sound matter-of-factly, but epically failing.
He ripped the blanket from your grip and before you could react, lifted your shirt to reveal a perfectly flat stomach.
Dammit. I can't hide it from him forever. I just have to wait for the right moment... I have to be sure he'll be okay with it. You told yourself.
slowly pushing his hand back down, he kept his eyes on yours, even though you refused to look into his.
You covered your body with the shirt again, and looked away. He grabbed your chin as a response, and forced you to look into his eyes.
"Y/N. Seriously." Yes, he was definitely serious. But even though you were in a deep relationship, and bound to marry, Izaya was very busy and to just think what would happen if Shizuo crashed the wedding.
Before You could say no again, his phone rang. Huh! Look at that! I'm saved! He groaned and whipped out the phone to check who it was.
"This is important. I'm gonna have to go out. Don't think that I'm letting you off, Y/N. You better have a damn good answer when I get back." Izaya pointed his phone and glared, before snatching his jacket and walking out the door.

"Alright. What's going on?" Namie began.
"Well..." You looked side to side, making sure he was gone. Placing a hand back over your stomach you began,
"My period was late. So I thought I'd wait it out because sometimes that can happen right? ...But I started to eat a lot more, and I started throwing up. Luckily I could hold it in until Izaya left for the morning, or was out of hearing range... But I started fainting too. Usually when I was about to sit and watch T.V, or on the streets sometimes. But Celty would usually find me." You took a deep breath.
"You don't mean-"
"Yes. I'm pregnant! With Izaya's child!" You put your head in your hands, "What if he doesn't want a child? What if he wants to get an abortion or something? I can't do that!"
"How long... When?"
"I snuck out once when Izaya went deep into Ilkeburo. Probably fooling around with Shizuo. So I ran and got a test and it came up positive. That was a week ago. I started getting symptoms almost a month ago."
"Oh my goodness! Y/N....Listen to me." Namie came and sat beside you.
Um.. Who is this women?
"I'll help you out if you promise I'll be their aunt! Your an only child right? Oh! That little thing will be a new joy here other than cooking for Izaya."
"Fine." You rolled your eyes.
"Perfect!!"

. . .

"Alright, Y/N. Spill." Izaya crossed his arms.
"Eh? I don't know what yur' talking 'bout!" You smiled, tuna stuffed in your mouth.
"Y/N. Remember this morning?"
"Oh right! About that..."
Here goes nothing.
"I'm pregnant!"
He was completely silent. Then, slowly began laughing. "That's funny, Y/N. Nice try, though."
"You mean you don't believe me?" You put on a pout. "You tell me you love me, we trust each other!"
"You can't be serious!"
"Fine. I'll take the test again."
"Again?! Y/N! Don't lie to me!" Izaya retorted, confusion clear, written all over his body.
You smiled sympathetically, turning completely to face him. "I trust you Izaya, and you should trust me, too." You slowly walked over to him. Placing hands on his shoulders his eyes widened immensely.
"We have to, together. Because we can't raise a child when we are unhappy."
"You can't. I-"
"Not the last time. You were to into and so was I. Clearly."
"Y/N-"
"I'm not getting rid of the baby." You began, looking back and out the window.
"No. No, I don't want that." Izaya shook his head, laughing again. "I'm gonna be a daddy!!" He twirled around and spring his arms out, You could feel the smirk on his face, and it did not dare falter as he went on about human babies.