Criminal Love - Alastor X Female Reader

Chapter 23 - Loss

⚠️Trigger Warning: Miscarriage⚠️

You were 12 weeks pregnant, with a noticeable, small, and rounded baby bump.

The nausea had finally subsided. You decided to make some tea as you were the first one awake this morning.

As you hummed to yourself washing your mug. Alastor had wrapped himself around you from behind, placing his hands on your small swollen belly, giving light butterfly kisses down your neck.

"Good morning, my love." He whispered. You couldn't help but smile and feel the love you have for this man as you leaned into his touch.

"Good morning," you murmured, still in a state of contentment.

Alastor turned you around and pressed his lips against yours before pulling away.

While gazing into the honey eyes of your spouse, you couldn't help but reflect on the fact that your 13 year old self would never have imagined standing here with Alastor as your husband, expecting his child 10 years later.

"How does a walk sound? We should keep you active for a smooth pregnancy, hmm?" Alastor suggested.

"That sounds like a good idea." You smiled. Alastor took your hand and kissed your knuckle.

"Let's have some breakfast first. What does my dear wife crave?" He inquired as you encircled his neck with your arms, gazing intently into honey orbs.

"You," you whispered with confidence.

"Oh?" Alastor grinned as he lowered his hands to your hips.

You giggled at that, closing the gap between you both as your lips met in perfect harmony.

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"Hurry up, my dear." Alastor said in a teasing manner as you shot him a disapproving look.

Alastor proceeded ahead of you for a brief moment, ensuring the path was safe for you.

While Alastor surveyed the surroundings, you experienced a growing discomfort in your lower abdomen, accompanied by a tightening sensation.

You attempted to brush it off, likely due to exhaustion.

As you took another step, you experienced a more intense pain in the area, causing you to let out a pained gasp.

"(Y/n)?" Alastor inquired, noticing your abrupt halt. Your complexion had become noticeably pale, which deeply concerned the radio host.

"Al, I-I don't feel... good.." Before he could respond, you sensed something trickling down your legs, noticing the blood.

Alastor's eyes widened in horror.

You suddenly doubled over, letting out a pained cry as Alastor quickly caught you by your forearms. "(Y/n)?" He asked, his tone laced with slight panic.

"Something is wrong," you cried out.

"Can you tell me where it hurts?"

"My... lower abdomen," you managed to say.

Alastor's heart felt heavy with apprehension. He had an ominous premonition about the nature of the matter at hand.

Your body was rejecting the fetus.

A few months later

"Ma chérie," Alastor whispered behind you as you were curled up in bed, refusing to budge. "Maybe we should take a break from trying." Alastor reassured.

Your heart felt as if it was breaking into pieces within your chest. Was he giving up so easily? Or was he feeling ashamed that you were unable to carry his child to full term?

"Your body needs to rest, my dear. Perhaps after a few months, we can try..." Alastor stated, concealing the truth with a sense of shame and regret.

During one of his rituals after sacrificing an organ of his latest victim, they were not satisfied enough.

Since Alastor has such a strong connection with you. They wanted his offspring.

When Alastor refused, they threatened your life. Without giving it a second thought, in a panic, Alastor put a curse to prevent you from carrying to full term, which he now knew it worked after your first miscarriage and your recent one.

He experienced a sense of remorse after realising the impulsive nature of his actions, acknowledging that he would never ever make that mistake again.

"Can we try... one more time?" You asked more in a begging plead.

Alastor's heart sank. He had a strong intuition about the outcome, but the expression in your eyes persuaded him.

"Certainly, my dear. However, I would prefer a natural approach... I don't wanna force our desire on as I simply can't have intercourse feeling unwanted by it, I would like us to engage in this activity out of mutual love and trust."

You gazed into your husband's eyes, comprehending his feelings.

After all, you desired a child conceived out of love, not merely for the sake of having one or to force Alastor into unwanted sex if he wasn't feeling up for it.

"I would never force anything that makes you uncomfortable, Al."

Alastor offered a gentle smile as he extended his hand to touch your cheek, his thumb lightly grazing your delicate skin.

"How about I make one of my mother's spicey recipes? Hmm? Shall we enjoy it together?"

"The recipe that almost killed your mother? Ha, you're out of your mind." You chuckled.

Alastor grinned, finally seeing you be yourself again.

"Well, what can I say? she used to make a mean jambalaya." Alastor let out a soft chuckle, suppressing the melancholy that lingered within him due to the loss of his beloved mother.

"Indeed, she did..." You whispered, noticing the pain in his eyes as he spoke about her.

"Let us put an end to this sadness," Alastor said abruptly, taking your hands and pulling you out of bed, causing you to stumble a bit.

"What does my darling want to do today? It can be anything she desires."

You took a thought on that.

"Al, to be honest, I am feeling mentally exhausted and would prefer to rest in bed," you expressed with a gentle sigh.

"Very well." He shrugged. You were suddenly tackled onto the bed as you let out an excited scream before bursting out into laughter.

"Alastor!" You giggled, trying to catch your breath.

"That's my name you enjoy screaming."

"Oh my god!" You exclaimed, feeling your cheeks grow warm as Alastor chuckled at that before taking a moment to observe you.

You noticed that as you brought your hand to his cheek. Alastor for a moment almost showed how he really felt. He took away something that would cause you to hate him if he were to ever reveal the truth to you.

"I love you..." Alastor whispered almost in sadness.

"I love you too." You replied back, smiling lightly.

That evening, Alastor remained by your side as you rested in a comfortable silence, embracing each other before eventually drifting off to sleep.