I found a really good Jack Abbot fic/ oneshot, reader has a roster, it starts off with reader and Ellis together and then when reader gets to work Jack takes back his badge bc reader had it by mistake. Please help I don't remember the nameee
A little blurb about Price accidentally getting you pregnant and feeling bad about it
warnings ~ fluff, f!reader, age gap, angst-ish.
note ~ If this does good I'll make it into a more in depth oneshot :)
also pls be nice this is my first blurb
It's been four months since your one nightstand led to you being pregnant with your Captains baby. Before you told him, you tapped into your savings and got a two bedroom apartment off base in case it didn't go well.
Little did you know, after you told Price, he was over three times a week helping you with stuff around the apartment.
Low water pressure in the sink? Fixed.
Door squeaked too loud? Fixed.
Refrigerator made a weird noise? Fixed.
Couch wasn't comfortable? He got a new one and moved it in himself.
Now he was putting together a small wooden bassinet while you sat on the edge of the bed watching him.
"You don't have to do all of this, you know. I'm perfectly capable," you stared at him as he tightens a bolt.
"I'm giving you what the baby needs. Not because I feel bad you're pregnant."
"I never said you felt bad... so you do feel bad."
Damn. You caught him. He let's out a gruff sigh and sits back on his knees that pop a little as he puts weight on them.
"Look, angel... I just didn't think I would be where I am now. I'm not a family man. Spen most of my time on base."
"When's the last time you had a day off?" You tilt your head, eyebrows pinched together slightly. He looks tired.
Truth be told, when Price first joined, he would take leave, visit family and friends. Once he got promoted he wasn't able to take as much time off, he stopped calling his mom every night, stopped talking to his friends back home, and he hasn't been home since his dad passed twelve years ago. It took a toll on him, not seeing family, and now he's about to have a whole new family.
"Twelve years," he finally lets out.
"I can tell."
"You can tell?"
"You stood awkwardly in my kitchen the first time you were over, like you didn't know how to exist without someone giving you orders."
Price goes quiet, it's true. He's spent so long giving orders and being given orders, he doesn't know how to relax.
You get fully into bed and lift the blanket for him, once he gets in a hand immediately goes to your stomach. He stares for a moment too long, processing.
"You don't have to stay. I can manage on my own."
"I'm not going anywhere." He finally relaxes, letting himself feel like a normal man, not a war ridden soldier.
