Its a request from Jumanahussein08

Pregnant (BenxMal)

It was raining outside in Auradon, the drops pounding on the windows of the homes of the people. Most of the Auradonians took this opportunity to curl up with hot chocolate and blankets. However, in Castle Beast, something very different was happening to a certain purple-haired faerie.

This couldn't be happening. She and Ben had only been married for a few months. She was twenty-one. There was no way she was ready!

But the little white stick told her otherwise. Two little lines. Positive. She was pregnant.

How could she tell Ben? How would he react? They'd talked about having a family but both of them agreed that they should wait a bit.

Mal sat on the edge of the bathtub, thinking about all of this. Ben would be fine with it right? She hoped. He'd be fine. Or would he? What if he said he wanted to wait so he could have time to tell he doesn't ever want kids? No, that's ridiculous. He loves small kids. But What if he's afraid of what kind of mother Mal would be because of who her mother was? What kind of mother would she be? She's only had Maleficent as an example and she wasn't exactly a good mother, she was a cold hearted monster in the form of a mother. Mal couldn't breathe. She was about to have a sort of mini panick attack. She was going to be a terrible mother. She couldn't have this kid. She'd ruin his/her life. The tears began streaming down. She couldn't. She just couldn't be a mother.

Ben finally got back home after a long day of meetings and paperwork, wet, cold and tired and by tired I mean really tired. Mal hadn't been feeling well lately so he'd convinced her to take the day off and to consult a doctor. Unfortunately, without her, running the country was difficult as her leadership skills often prevailed during these type of  meetings and decisiveness helped in many ways. He was ready to get to his room, see his beautiful wife and take a nap before dinner while cuddling her. He walked into his room, shrugging off his soaking wet blazer and hanging it up on the coat rack before kicking off his shoes and loosening his blue tie.

"Mal?" He called out, as he sat on the bed, wondering where his beautiful wife may be. "Mal are you here?"he asked again .If she wasn't here, she'd probably be in the art studio down the hall. She tended to go there to relax if she was stressed. He passed by the bathroom door as he got up to go check. When he passed he heard the sounds of wheezing like they were short of breath. Like someone was having hard time while breathing. "Mal?" he asked slightly panicked. He grabbed the door handle and twisted, finding that it was luckily open. He rushed in to see his wife sitting by the bathtub, shaking and gasping for breath, obviously having a panic attack for some unknown reason.

He quickly rushed to her side. "Try and match my breathing, Mal." he said, slowly breathing in and out. Finally, after some time, Mal's breathing slowed down to a more normal pace. But the tears didn't stop though. She began sobbing loudly, crying into her knees. Ben tried to wrap his arms around her but she shrugged him off away from her small form.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." she kept whispering repeatedly.

"You have nothing to be sorry about, Mal. You've done nothing wrong." Ben assured her. "What ever it is that brought this on, we'll work through it. Together."he added.

Mal let out another choked sob and hugged her knees tighter. Ben cautiously put a hand on her back, slowly rubbing it when she didn't shrug him off away like before.

"I'm not good enough for you. I'm sorry." she sobbed. Ben gently lifted her face so that her eyes met his own.

"Hey, hey don't say that. What brought this on?" he asked softly to his sobbing wife.

Mal shook her head, pulling away from him, her sobs slowing down significantly.

"Mal, look at me. What's the matter? Has someone said something to you?"he asked.

Mal shook her head again, resting her chin on her knees.

Ben moved a piece of hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. He curved his neck slightly so that he could look at her face better. "Mal. Talk to me."he urged her.

Mal shook her head again, harder this time. "I can't." She took a deep breath. "You'd hate me."she added while taking deep breaths.

"Why would I hate you? I could never hate you." Ben took Mal's hands and moved so he was kneeling in front of her. "Mal, look at me. Whatever it is, we can work through it."he added softly.

Mal looked into the eyes of her true love and realised that what he said was true. They'd get through. Tears stung her eyes again as she looked away from him.

"Ben, I...I'm pregnant." She pulled her hands away from his and covered her face, "I'm so sorry."she sobbed.

"Mal, why are you sorry?" he asked, taking her hands away from her face and looking her in the eye, his smile as bright as the sun. "That's amazing!"he added with a large grin.

Mal shook her head. "We agreed we're not ready. But I've failed you. I understand if you hate me."

Ben laughed, not unkindly. "Mal, I can't hate you for this. It's as much my fault as it is yours. And I know I said we're not ready but I've always wanted to be a father, Mal. I'm so happy."he said while grinning widely.

Mal looked up at his smiling face, frowning with confusion. "You are? You're happy that your children are going to have me for a mother?"

Ben looked at her with a confused smile, "Of course. Who else? We're going to have a family Mal."

Mal stood up and began pacing. "But we can't Ben!"she yelled.

Ben stopped smiling and looked up at her, slowly standing up. "What do you mean?"

"Ben, it's me. Me. I can't bring a child into this world. What kind of mother would I be?"

"An amazing one." Ben replied, grabbing his wife's hands and stopping her.

"How?" She looked Ben in the face. "Look what I had for an example! Maleficent. The most evil of them all! And you know that she wasn't a good mother, she was a cold hearted monster."

"You're not your mother Mal. You're so much better than her."

"But she's the only example of a mother I had growing up! I don't know how to love a child, Ben! I was never loved as a child! She never nourished me."mal added.

"But I was." Ben reminded her. "And I taught you how to love. And I can teach you how to love a child the way my parents loved me. You are not your mother, Mal. Stop comparing yourself to her."

"But I am, Ben. How can I not be?"

"You chose good. That's what makes you different. You are good. You're mother is evil. And she may not have been the best example of what a mother should be but she was a good example of what a mother shouldn't be. So you'll have that to go by. Not to mention, I'll be here, every step of the way, loving this baby and loving you. You aren't your mother. And you never will be."

Mal's eyes began to prick with tears. "Ben." She choked out. "I'm so scared."

Ben wrapped his arms around his wife's small frame and held her gently as she sobbed into his shoulder. "I know you are Mal. But we'll get through it. Together. And you'll realise what a good mother you are because Mal, you are strong and brave and kind and caring and loving."

Mal tightened her arms around her husband's waist. "Promise you don't hate me for this?"she said softly.

Ben pulled back from the hug and put his hands on her face. "Mal, I could never hate you. I love you way too much." He pulled her in for a long kiss. He pulled back and placed his hands on her stomach. "And I love this baby as well." He knelt down and lifted her shirt slightly, kissing her stomach.

Mal smiled. "I love you too." Ben stood up and smiled at her, wrapping her hand in his.

"You are obviously exhausted." He said, leading her into the bedroom. "Let's take a nap before dinner okay?"

Mal nodded her head. They lay down in the bed, cuddled up against each other, hands resting on Mal's stomach. After a minute or so of thinking about everything Ben had said, Mal looked up at her husbands face. He was watching her with a small smile gracing his face.

"Ben?" she began.

"Hmm?"

"I think I love our little beasty/faery too."

Ben smiled a bit wider. "I'm glad." He said.

Mal smiled back and snuggled into him a more.
"Oh, and we're not adding bertha or Florian as their middle names"

"Mal?" Ben asked after a few minutes of them just laying there, enjoying each others presence.

"Yeah?"

"So...would you lay an egg or…?"

"Benjamin Florian" she yelled playfully.
She grabbed a pillow and whacked him in the face with it.
But overall they were excited for this new addition to their lifes and family.

---- Jumanahussein08 hope you like it ..I know I created it in a small amount of time but still I hope u like it:)

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