Can’t wait to see you 2!
megan skiendiel x wife!reader
synopsis: part 2 of ‘Can’t wait to see you!’
genre: written, fluff, slight angst, hurt/comfort
cw: mentions of death
“This isn’t real”
…is the only thing going through my head right now. The feeling of the cold kitchen tile underneath me does little to ease the burning sensation around my heart.
“It’s not real. She’s not gone. She’s coming back to us, she would never leave us.”
…repeating like a mantra over, and over, and over again. What more can I do? With my baby — our baby… lying in my arms, finally asleep after what felt like hours of crying for her mama to come home. I try my best to keep my own sobs silent, so at least one of us can stay oblivious to the tragedy that awaits us outside of this small apartment. I need to protect her. I can’t lose her too. As the reality of what has happened in the last few hours is starting to set in, the feeling of panic is rising through my whole body. I can’t move, from the panic, from Lottie laying on my chest, and mostly from the TV screen frozen on the news headline.
“two people dead”
“drunk driver”
“20 year old mother”
The words echo inside my head, only fueling the panic inside of me. She hasn’t responded to my texts or calls in over two hours. I can’t even tell whether the car they showed on the screen is hers from how wrecked it is. It’s all my fault, I never should’ve let her leave rehearsal early. Why did she have to change her route to get us flowers? If she hadn’t, she never would’ve ran into that drunk driver. And now she’s gone. Because of me. How am I going to do this without her? I can’t live without her… I need her…
“Megan…” I whisper painfully. “Mei… I need you. Please, Mei…” I sob, begging any god, any universe, any higher power that can hear me to bring my heart back home to me.
“Honey?”
Oh, my Megan… her voice is just a whisper, yet it’s all I can hear, wishing I could hear it just one more time.
“Y/N, honey… what’s going on?”
It sounds so real, as if she’s right here with me. I feel a weight getting lifted off of me as I blink through my tears, the kitchen of our shared apartment finally coming back into view. And there she is. Standing above me, carefully picking Lottie up from my arms.
“Megan… you… you’re here… n-no this isn’t real, they said… the news said…”
I quickly stand up, holding her face in my hands.
“What? What did they say? Who? Honey, what’s happening, are you okay? Is Lottie okay?”
…Megan whispers in confusion as she looks at our daughter snuggled close in her arms. Her eyes travel all over Lottie’s tiny body, checking for injuries or any sign of distress, but all she sees is a little girl finally feeling her mother’s comfort. In that moment I breathe out, my fears dying down as I realize my wife is okay. She’s okay, she’s alive and she’s standing right in front of me. Megan, noticing my condition, takes Lottie to her room and puts her down in her little bed, right after placing a soft kiss to her forehead and each of her cheeks. All the while, I walk right behind her, not daring to take my eyes off of her just in case she disappears again. Once Lottie is settled, Megan softly closes the door to her room and walks straight over to me. I don’t let her get a word in as I throw my arms around her waist and bury my face in her neck, breathing her in. It doesn’t take long for Megan to connect the dots, looking down at me sobbing and seeing the news paused on the TV.
“I thought it was you… you weren’t answering your phone and then the news came on and they were talking about someone who sounded just like you and I just…”
“Shhh, it’s okay honey… I’m right here. I promise you, I am okay. Whoever that was that got in the accident, it’s not me. I’m so sorry I didn’t pick up, baby, my phone died.”
“Where were you?” I pull back to look up at her through tears. “Where were you while our daughter was crying, begging me to find her mama and I was comforting her while having no one here to comfort me? My heart broke, Mei… I could physically feel it breaking apart… I thought you were dead, where were you?”
I can see the guilt and the regret in her eyes as she holds me. “Oh, my love… I’m so sorry, I wanted to drive to the mall to get that deer plushie Lottie wanted but they didn’t have one in our mall so I drove to the one right outside of town. I swear, I thought it would only take a little bit. I wanted to come home with it and surprise her cause I felt horrible that she was sad because of me all day, but then I got stuck in traffic and I couldn’t even call you to let you know… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”
…she whispers the last words as she starts crying too, placing kisses all over my face, my neck, my hands, anywhere she can reach, and it’s all I’ve been wanting to feel for the last few hours. My favorite person, the love of my life, safe and in our home.
“It’s okay.” I breathe out. “You’re okay… you’re here now.”
“I’m here now… and I’m never leaving you or Lottie again. I swear on everything”
I let her take me to our bedroom where she lies me down on the bed and holds me. After what felt like the worst day of my life, I finally feel safe and content in the arms of my truest love, while our heart is beating just in the room next door, inside of the tiny body of our Charlotte.
a/n: here it is! part 2 for everyone who was asking for it. honestly, i’m not sure if this sucks or not cause it’s my first actual written work. excuse any typos i might’ve made and i hope that this is what you guys wanted to see! let me know your opinions! also, i lowkey hate reading fics that use Y/N but for this case i didn’t know what else to use so let me know if you want me to change that for any future fics. ignore if i missed a capital letter anywhere, i originally wrote this caps off and then i went back and changed it to make it look more serious lol. requests for all fics are open <3
dividers by: @uzmacchiato