"What if you change your mind? What if you decide you don't want this anymore?"
"Y/N, I love you and I would never do anything to hurt you, or this child, our child." He smiled down at you before pressing his lips to yours. "I know that we are young but why shouldn't we be allowed to be happy together?"
You lips trembled as you looked up at him. "I love you."
*Time Skip*
"Father, could I speak with you?" you asked and he smiled as he looked up at you.
"Of course," he answered, gesturing for you to continue.
"Perhaps if we could go somewhere a little more private," you suggested quietly. You could see the confusion on his face as he excused himself from the table, nodding to each man that sat around it and making his way out of the great hall with you close behind him.
"What was it that needed such confidentiality, child?" he asked, pushing open the door to his private study and allowing you to move past him into the room.
You waited until he was seated to answer his question. "I need some advice, I made a mistake." Your father nodded lightly.
"Well, all mistakes can be fixed," he started and you shook your head at his words.
"You have to promise me that you wont hate me," you told him and his eyebrows raised for just a moment before knitting together in confusion.
"Why would I ever hate you, Y/N?"
"You have to promise me," you continued, falling silent as you stared at him.
"I promise, now please, tell me what on earth is going on?"
"I'm pregnant," you muttered softly, your eyes locked on his as his face fell into a frown, "We didn't mean for this to happen," you began but he silenced you with a raise of his hand.
"Who?" he asked, his teeth gritting together as his eyes settled on the wooden surface of the table.
"You promised you wouldn't hate me," you started, tears brimming in your eyes, but you fell silent when he glanced up at you.
"Who was it?"
"I'm sorry, Father," you cried out and you watched his face soften as he saw you sobbing. "Theon loves me," you added, and just like that the rage was back in his eyes.
"I told you to stay away from him," he told you, his voice sharp enough to cut through even the strongest armour, "I warned you that he would only cause trouble."
"Father please, just listen to me," you cried, reaching for his hand only for him to pull it away. "We want to get married," you continued.
Your father's eyebrows almost disappeared into his hairline as he heard your words. "He cannot be trusted, Y/N."
"If you could just see how he treats me you would not say such things," you told him, shaking your head as he glared at the floor. "We are in love and we want to raise this child, but to do that we need your permission to marry."
"Theon Greyjoy will never marry a daughter of mine," he told you through gritted teeth.
"I don't want to leave, but you are not giving me any other option, I want to marry him," you muttered, getting to your feet and moving towards the door.
"Sit down, Y/N," he voice cut through the room in a way you had never heard before, and you quickly turned to look down at him. "Sit down," he repeated, his voice softening.
"I'm sorry," you muttered, sitting back down and watching him close his eyes to think.
"Is this truly what you want to do?" he asked you, his eyes still shut. "Because I cannot stand the idea of you resenting me for saying no."
"It truly is, Father, I love him and I want to build a family with him." He nodded as you spoke.
"Then you have my permission," he told you quietly, "the wedding ought to be soon, before you begin to show."
You felt tears prickle in your eyes as you smiled at your father. "Thank you," you muttered softly, getting to your feet and crossing the room to kiss his cheek, "you have no idea how much this means to me."
*Time Skip*
"Theon," you cried, hurrying down the hall and banging your fists against his door until he pulled it open to look down at you. "He said yes," you chuckled, reaching up on your tip-toes to press your lips to his. You felt the realisation hit him as he pulled you closer to him, his hands landing on your waist. You chuckled again as he pulled away, smiling down at you in a way you hadn't seen before.
"I love you more than I ever though I could love anyone in this world," he muttered softly, his arms still tightly wrapped around you.
"You are far more affectionate than I ever thought possible," you told him softly, letting your head rest against his chest and feeling it vibrate with his laughter.
"Only for you," he uttered softly, fighting through his laughter as he kissed the top of your head.
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Stark!Reader x Theon Greyjoy - Papa Don't Preach
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