Peaky Blinders Imagines

Isaiah Jesus [1]

Y/N's POV -

"Congratulations Miss King, you're pregnant" my jaw drops and I feel my eyes widen. I've suspected for a while that I'm pregnant but have been in denial because I'm not sure Isaiah will be pleased. Even though it is his fault.

"Thank you" I whisper before gathering my things and standing up. The doctor sends me one firm nod before I almost run from his office.

A couple of hours later I find myself sitting in an armchair by the fire in mine and Isaiah's house. I can't stop my heart rate from raising as I hear the key in the lock.

"Y/N? Are you home?" He calls from the front hall.

I nod to myself in answer not allowing myself to actually speak just yet.

Soon enough Isaiah's head pops round the door frame, upon spotting me a smile breaks out across his face and he enters the room properly and comes to sit beside me.

"Are you alright?" He questions me as he gets a proper look at my face and notices my expression.

I start to nod but a tear slips down my face causing me to shake my head rapidly in response. Isaiah drops to his knees in front of me and takes my face in his hands, rubbing his thumbs gently over my cheekbones.

"Hey, come on now, what's wrong?" He prompts. I just shake my head again. I'm truly lost for words. I can't help this internal battle between telling him and not telling him.

"You know you can tell me anything right? There's no secrets between us, is there?" He trails off keeping his gaze locked with mine.

"No. No there aren't" I confirm.

"Right, now what's wrong?" He questions again.

"I'm pregnant" I blurt out before I can comprehend what I'm saying.

Isaiah's eyes widen and his jaw drops.

"I'm sorry" I whimper as another set of tears drip down my face.

"Why? Why are you sorry? This.. this is amazing. This is the best news I've ever received" Isaiah promises me, a huge grin splitting across his face.

"Really? I thought.. I thought you'd be angry" I whisper back.

"Never. I'd never be angry at you" he replies softly.

"I love you" we both speak at the same time before moving away from each other laughing.

"If it's a boy can we call it Tommy?"

"No! Isaiah I know you love work but naming our child after your boss is a bit obsessive"

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