I bleed for you ~A sequel to I bleed Red | An Ink x Reader~

(Injuries are so much fun. I've been wanting to write so badly but my wrist decided it wants to hurt for a month straight. It's still not fully healed and I don't know when it will be but I'll try and write when I'm able to)

(Trigger warning: Minor Violence
Can you guys let me know which things I should have a trigger warning for? I'm always a bit unsure and I don't want to catch anybody off guard with something potentially disturbing to them)

~Y/n's POV~

All I could muster myself to do was lay in bed. I had no motivation to get up and do anything. Cross had left a while ago, clearly knowing I needed some space. My hand hadn't left my stomach this whole time. I'm not even sure how much time has passed, I've only been inside my head.

Of course, I was ecstatic to have Ink's child! Starting a family with him has been by biggest dream and it was coming true. The problem was that I was away from him. He didn't know and there was no way for me to tell him properly. It pained me to no end and I couldn't fully understand why. Cross promised that after a month I would be able to see him again so it's not like Ink is never going to know...

I let out a long heavy sigh, this month was going to be painfully slow because of this news. Unless I could get Cross to relay the message for me... or convince him to let me see Ink just for a brief moment so I could tell him. That would probably spur him to work even harder to get me out of here... I'm sure he's already doing all that he can. This place has had the highest protection I've seen so far.

I heard the door slowly creak open but I didn't move an inch. I didn't feel like facing Cross at the current moment. The door shut softer than I've ever heard before which felt strange to me but I still didn't sit up.

Why was he being so quiet? I could only hear his breathing which sounded oddly laboured. I hadn't even heard him move...

"What do you want, Cross?" I groaned irritatedly as I slowly sat up, only to freeze mid-way.

It wasn't Cross who had entered. It was Dust. He was smiling ear to ear like usual and his head was slightly cocked. At the very least, I couldn't see a weapon on him. His hands were in his jacket's pockets but who knows what could be stored in there.

"Heya."

I gulped down a scream as I began to shake. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. I didn't dare break eye contact with him, if I glanced away for a second he might pounce.

"So... congrats on the pregnancy."

"What?" I couldn't help but blurt. That was the last thing I expected to hear. I immediately felt a bit angry at Cross about blabbing to everyone.

"You're pregnant aren't you? I can feel that SOUL forming..." His maniac eye shrunk as he took a deep inhale of breath. Did this fucker not know how to not be creepy?

"I think so... what's it to you?" I eyed him skeptically, shifting slowly so I was sitting on the bed but had my feet on the ground. I needed to be able to try and run if the situation came down to it.

"Oh not much, it's just a two in one deal for me."

I couldn't get out of the way in time as he teleported right onto me, forcing me to lay back on the bed. He grabbed both of my wrists and held them above my head in his large hand. I barely had any time to react against his practice. He's done this hundreds of times...

I managed to scream before he covered my mouth with his other hand, which I promptly bit down on. It was probably hurting me more than it hurt him. That is, until I managed to lodge my teeth in between where his forefinger met his palm. I yanked my head back as far and roughly as I could. A small crack broke the struggling sounds as I managed to snap his finger off.