How both types of Sydney's react to you becoming pregnant
Male Sydney x Fem Reader/PC tw for pregnancy obvs, talks about giving up children, no abortion talk, teen parenting talks, and very tame in terms of DOL writing A/N: This is my first piece of DOL writing so I'm slowly learning. I hope you enjoy!
Sydney The Faithful - Rite Of Promise
When he first learns of your pregnancy he's rather thrilled about the news. This means that the two of you are bound by marriage and bringing new life into the world. You feel dreadful hearing that last part.
Sydney can tell you're worried, though he comforts you. It was the good lord's will that this had happened.
Sirrus is concerned, as if their lecture on condoms was for nothing. Though they're willing to help you both out. Taking you to the hospital when you're due for appointments, helping you shop for baby supplies, lecturing you about safe sex and what it's like to be a mother in this town.
You're uneasy the more you hear about the troubles of being a mother, how unsafe the world is, and how much you know it to be true. It slowly eats at you when you think about the logistics of what's going to happen next in your life.
You're scared
Sydney holds your hand whenever you're alone, whether it's at the church pews, or sitting at the library together. Him being with you, almost clears your mind of most of the troubles that come with being a teen parent.
"Do you hope for a girl or boy?" Sydney would ask, working while chatting freely with you.
You tell him anything but a girl.
"I hope our baby is healthy and looks like you." Sydney would tell you, reaching over towards you. He puts a bit of hair out of your face and fixes little things for you.
So attentive, and wanting nothing more to just hold onto him. Tears roll down your face. Sydney brushes them off for you.
"Mom would say that you would get a bit emotional, I am always here for you."
Which is how you end up in your lover's arms crying out your worries of the future. He hums that melody again, closing the counter with the sign and you both lay under the counter.
Talking
"Aren't you scared?" You would ask, feeling overwhelmed with the ideas that nothing would be okay. The safest place would possibly be the Nursery.
You think about it often. Bailey taking your baby, dread taking a toll on your body, but it would be the best place for them.
"I'm terrified," Sydney admitted to you. "I tell my worries to Jordan and Mom all the time."
"Mom tells me to be a good husband to me, and also to be a good student. Make sure I don't sell you short and that you also study hard." Sydney recites, "Jordan tells me that I have to work twice as hard."
It seemed that it was both never ending for the both of you. Paranoia seeping into your bones, and Sydney's shoulders weigh him down with expectations.
Yet you don't feel ill will towards Sydney, nor the baby.
The tiredness you feel within your bones feels heavy, as if you haven't gotten good sleep in a very long time.
"I want you to move in with me in the future." Sydney said, and rocked you back and forth slowly. "My mom says it's like we're larping being a married couple hehe."
You do want to get out of there, save some money.
Right now you're just doing your best, with your husband.
Sydney The Corrupt - Rite Of Defilement
"Sydney we need to talk…" You would say to Sydney.
His long black hair would fall gracefully and frame his face like he was some sort of painting, so pretty and perfect. Though you didn't want to ruin how amazing he was with the news that you were to present to him.
It almost felt unfair to tell him something like this. Not when everything seemed to be going alright with him now. Taking it easier, getting more sleep, taking breaks now that he has more than himself to think about.
Honestly you wanted nothing more than to keep being with Sydney like this, as if nothing was wrong and it would stay that way.
"Yes my beloved?" He looked at you with all the love he could give, and then some as you can tell he's thinking about something dirty.
"I'm late," You tell him, gulping down your words. "You should take me to get a pregnancy test."
Everything would move really fast after you said those words. You ditched school in favour of getting a test.
Sydney looked scared but mostly concerned for you as you sat in his house waiting for it to beep.
You both were so comfortable with each other that you didn't care that he was in the bathroom with you.
"Plus…"
You're pregnant
Sydney comes in to comfort you, and he holds you tight against his chest.
"We will do something about this!" He insisted, and you continue to cry into his chest.
"I'm going to marry you!" Sydney says with such confidence. Conviction within his eyes.
"What about the church? And what about Jordan and your mom?" Sydney rolled his eyes at all the nonsense you were spilling.
"I want to marry you cause I want you to be mine."
You would be allowed to cry within his arms at least for a while. He's not going to make you feel alone.
You've never had a mother and a father before as far as you know about family, soon enough happy couples learn to hate each other.
Which is why you bask in the glow of love that Sydney provides.
He still likes you, and your changing weird body, the curves of your bump. Never worried about the glances that would come your way. He was considerate enough to know when it would get to you. Being only 18 and pregnant, but he would be there. Keep you in reality by squeezing your hand and walking you to the library.
Things were changing, and you're both so scared.
When you're there, you chat like you used. It felt bloated at sorts and it wasn't just your pregnant belly. There were still conversations to be had and dwindling time.
"I don't know how you do it…" Sydney would tell you when he fixes up his stamping. "You're so beautiful."
I would make you blush, "You're just saying that."
"It's true." Sydney said as he reached in for a kiss. First you think a peck on the check which would normally happen in public, but he's bold. Sydney kisses you on the lips and deepens it until you need a second to breathe.
"I love you so much my dear."
He makes you feel alright with what you thought would be the end of the world.