A/N – I wrote today’s drabble for @littlewatty who wanted something fluffy … I think this is fluffy? I hope so. I used a prompt that @kirikaclyne gave me that i fell in love with. This is about Sirius and Reyes. I won’t say if it’s AU or part of their canon, lol. (The art is by stormcallart.)
Reyes twisted his hands nervously in his lap and cracked his knuckles. He shifted his position on the couch, and then shifted back again. Crossed his legs and then uncrossed them. Finally, he stood up and began pacing the room, back and forth, back and forth, his stomach churning and knotting as he waited for Sirius to return with the news.
Positive or Negative.
He had always been so careful with women in the past, had taken precautions and made sure they were protected … but everyone was supposed to be chemically sterilised here. No one was supposed to be able to get pregnant, so using condoms hadn’t even crossed Reyes’ mind in the countless times he and Sirius had made love.
The thought of having a baby made him feel light headed with panic, and Reyes paced faster. It wasn’t that he disliked children, in fact it was quite the opposite. Nor was it because he feared being a parent, becoming a father was something he’d always assumed would happen one day. No, the panic was because bringing a baby into the world would change everything … and he wasn’t sure he was ready for things to change that much.
When Sirius had shown up at Tartarus a few days ago and told him that she thought she might pregnant, she’d been just as terrified as him. They weren’t stupid; as much as they loved each other and as much as the thought of having a family with Sirius made part of Reyes feel warm and fuzzy inside, neither one of them had room for a child in their life.
He ran a gang for God’s sake and she was the Pathfinder; if there were two people more ill suited to becoming parents, then Reyes couldn’t think who they might be. Their lives were full of violence, death, gunfights, and criminals. How could they bring a baby into that kind of a world in good conscience.
And yet … what if she was pregnant?
Reyes stopped pacing and sighed. He missed his family on Earth. He missed his uncles and aunts, his cousins and their babies. He even missed their huge family gatherings with all the noise and good natured fighting. If Sirius was pregnant, and if she wanted to keep it … he would be there for her. He would be a dad. He would use The Collective to protect their baby and make sure their child grew up right, into a good person who could choose to follow any path in life they wanted.
It wasn’t ideal. Sacrifices would have to be made. But … they could do it. He and Sirius loved each other. And he would love their baby. An image planted itself inside of his head of Sirius holding a tiny baby with curly black hair and hazel eyes, and he sank onto the couch again. She would make a wonderful mother …
“Reyes?”
He scrambled to his feet as the door to his room opened and Sirius strode in, throwing herself into his arms and wrapping herself around him tightly.
“I’m not pregnant,” she burst out, relieved. “Lexi said my treatment is playing up and I need to get another implant, but I’m definitely not pregnant.”
For a moment, Reyes felt disappointment spear through him, then he shook it off and grinned; this was good news!
“You had me fretting there!” he confessed.
“Planning your escape?” Sirius asked dryly, the smile playing around the edges of her lips letting him know that she wasn’t fully serious.
Reyes shook his head and kissed her, a slow burning kiss that tasted of biotics and whisky. “No, I was thinking that if you were pregnant, we would have made pretty good parents.” He tightened his arms around her. “And I would have stuck by you no matter what.”
She smiled, the light in her eyes sparkling as she cuddled close and lay her head on his shoulder. “I know you would have. Thank you, Reyes.”
He dropped a kiss on the top of her head, relieved and disappointed in equal measures, but certain now that when the time came, they would make good parents. Thankfully, that time was not now.
…..I don’t think Kadara serves whiskey on the rocks…too dangerous….. XD
I hope you don’t hate me for giffing your post. Words not good enough.
Day 2 : Life on Kadara (art) – Business or Pleasure (fic)
1) Sorry for it being dark buuuuut it’s supposed to be. So not sorry? 2) I smooshed the two because the inner monologue repeated in my head when I drew. 3) thanks for reading my drivel.
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Someone asked me once, business or pleasure. Things are never that simple. For some, pleasure is doing business and others business is pleasure. Whatever allows me to live another day, is a pleasure. I am sure many will agree with me.
Therefor I make it my business, and business is good.Some may believe, like Sloane, she’d agree I think… It is black or white, no grey area. As simple as eating your all your vegetables before you can have dessert. You laugh, mira, I always eat my dessert first. If I waited, someone may kill me before I get to it. What a waste. a true shame.
Word of the Pathfinder reached us almost immediately. While some may find no pleasure in that, I do. People are too busy watching the right hand to notice what the left hand is doing. They are so worried about what may happen, even the tightest lipped man lets information flow from his lips. Shame really. For them, not me. This is makes business better. I almost hope the Initiative sends the Pathfinder here just for the show.
“Another Dance, Princesa” (My Day 1) I was dreaming when I drew this. Forgive me. (speed doodle it’s been a while)
Reyes Appreciation Week. My favorite Shady Bastard. I sat down to draw and ended up with Latin Love songs over taking my playlist. I didn’t know I owned so many. But whatever, Like turning down a dance with Reyes would ever be possible. BTW… that man’s side profile eludes me, so excuse me.
HeadCanon Time: Reyes means King, Sara means princess in Spanish. His nick name for her when they are alone and had no problem surprising her with dress, since she brought almost nothing from home. Who plans on traveling across the universe thinking they will fall in love anyways? Vetra was more than happy to assist in the acquisition, for a favor of course.
Me: I really love Reyes Vidal. His romance is amazing and it makes me happy.
Someone else: Ew. Reyes Vidal lies so he’s just as bad as Sloane, and I can’t trust him so I shot him. He’s going to betray your Ryder and break their heart. Ha!
Me:
Let him break my heart. Worth it.
”I owe you something special” Practice Speed Doodle turned FanArt for Friend
Felt totally unmotivated today but knew I had to practice and when I asked @thefrostyshepard she told me Reyes! So…
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