G R I N C H
noun [grinch]

A person or thing that spoils or dampens the pleasure of others.

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Imagine requested by Writer-For-Fandoms

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You stared at your laptop screen with pure disbelief. Your feelings were a mess of disappointment, anger, shock, guilt and misery... You didn't realise that people could be this inconsiderate.

Over every single social media platform that you use, fans of your husband, James McAvoy, went guns blazing into putting out comments and reactions filled with hatred.

You felt like slamming your laptop shut and throwing it out of the window... if only that would in actuality stop the hate from spreading and increasing.

You and James received the wonderful news that you were pregnant four months ago. You were thrilled at the news since both of you were looking forward to a change in your now monotonous routine.

But for obvious reasons, you didn't want to reveal it to the world. People already have a discomfort to the fact that there's around ten year gap between you and James. You despised that attitude from some people, judging your affections for each other solely around a number.

And as bad luck strikes after another, the news somehow escaped into the world and people started to pick on you and call you names, while majority of the extremist fans sided with James.

You got up from your seat at the table and walked around the room, biting your lip and contemplating over all the things you could have done wrong that caused all this hate to spike up.

You didn't do anything wrong... neither you nor James were arlt fault about anything.

But people who claimed to be fans continued to comment and pry into lives that they don't really have any rights to pass judgement about.

All you did was marry Ja-

"Love, are you alright?"

You turned to look at the door, spotting James standing with his hand around the door handle.

"Y-Yes I'm fine..." You replied flatly. You didn't want to lie to him but you didn't want to stress him out either.

He stepped closer to you and smiled sadly. "You're pacing around the room like you're scared that someone's tonight catch you doing something wrong," He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead, "What's wrong? Are you not well?"

You moved away from his hold and walked towards the room door, "I said I'm fine James. Don't waste your energy worrying about me."

*****

3 days later...

James stood by the TV with his arms crossed for the past fifteen minutes, staring at you with a frown and refusing to divert his attention while you watched a film.

You rolled your eyes and sighed, "What do you want James?"

"I want you to tell me what's wrong," He answered seriously and you clenched your jaw tightly.

"How many freaking times do I need to tell you that I'M FINE JAMES?!" You yelled and he raised his eyebrows with surprise.

"Woah okay sweetheart, I'm just concerned-"

"You're concerned?" You stood up sharply then walked towards your bedroom, grabbing your laptop then walking back to the living room and handing James the electronic device, "Here. Open that and you'll get ALL the answers you could ever ask for!"

You collapsed onto the sofa with your arms crossed and James came over and sat beside you, scrolling through your Twitter and Instagram pages on your laptop.

"Is this real?" He questioned and you looked at him blankly.

"What do you think?" You rubbed your forehead and sighed, "They hate me and they hate us..."

"No they don't-"

You snatched the laptop from him and picked out one of the comments posted. "Oh um 'Fassavoyer456' says 'I can't believe they're still married. He's just wasting his time with her'," You read out with irritation, "That doesn't sound like hate right?!"

"It's just a bunch of excited children on the-"

" 'James McAvoy's sex appeal is going to be in the dumps with that bitch by his side'," You interrupted and he furrowed his eyebrows, turning his gaze to the screen.

"Oh my Lord..." He spotted the comment with those exact words and he shook his head. James slammed the laptop shut and stood up, "Okay now that is rude and completely unacceptable-"

"Wow he finally agrees!" You mocked with a smile and he glared at you.

"This is not a joke [y/n], why didn't you tell me before?!" He asked loudly and you ran a hand through your hair.

"What would you do huh? They're never going to stop! They will try their best to make sure we aren't together anymore and honestly... sometimes, I feel like it should be that way!"

"Don't say that..."

"SERIOSULY James, if I told you before or now or even a month later, would it be of any use?" You challenged, "What would you really do about this?!"

He sat down beside you quickly, "I would do whatever it takes [y/n]. I'm not going to let our child face such... negativity. It's horrifying."

He held his forehead then shook his head, sucking in a sharp breath and then putting his hand out to you. You held his hand and he frowned.

"Are you alright? Don't let this bother you-"

"Am I too young for you?" You said and he pulled you in for a hug, rubbing your arms and back slowly.

"How dare you ask such a thing? Of course not!" He responded, "We are both grown individuals who can make logical and reasonable choices... And we chose each other. There's nothing wrong with that. The whole world can say that it's wrong and I still won't believe a word of it."

He kissed your head and shut your eyes in his comforting embrace, resting your head against his chest and hearing the faint beating of his heart.

*****

James shut the bedroom door behind him then walked to the living room. He had been resting with you for a couple of hours, you had fallen asleep half an hour ago.

He felt extremely helpless. He despised seeing you stressed, and especially in your condition he didn't want you feeling negative at all.

He rubbed his face then sat on the couch, unlocking his phone and opening up Instagram. He stared at the 'live video' icon for a moment then clicked on it.

James placed the phone against a vase on the coffee table in front of him then waited as people started to tune into the live video.

"Hello everyone, hope all you guys across the world are doing well!" He greeted and smiled, pressing his hands together and taking a deep breath.

He watched as comments raced across the comments section, filled with hearts floating across the screen.

"This is going to be a quick one. I try to keep my private life out of social media as much as I can but... today's topic is something I can't ignore any longer," He expressed with heartbreak in his voice, "It's regarding me and my beautiful wife [y/n]."

He took a moment to pause, looking away to the window and gathering his emotions so that he can do this live stream properly and get the message he wants across.

"I love receiving messages and tags in posts from all my fans. You guys are such a talented bunch with your art work and edits and I am honoured to be a part of such a community," He said, "But... Nothing aches me more than waking up in the morning to messages filled with inconsiderate language and intentions and just... disappointing words. I can't begin to imagine, why would anyone want to say such things..."

*****

A month later...

James started recording a video to put on his Instagram story while you stood by the gender reveal cake, ready to cut it.

To his relief, after the live stream he had done things had settled down in the fandom and the public. People started accepting you and James being a unit and having a life of your own together.

"Hey James, I'll take the video. Go stand there," One of James' friends offered and he smiled, handing his phone to him then walking over to you and kissing your cheek.

You placed the edge of the knife on the top of the fondant and James placed his hand over yours. "You ready?" He asked and you smiled widely.

You were about to cut the cake but James raised his other hand up. "Wait whatever happens after this, remember that I still love you [y/n]," He teased and you slapped his arm while everyone laughed.

You took a deep breath then pressed the knife into the cake, pulling it out then making another cut to make it a slice.

You placed the knife on the tray then James removed the slice. You were about to cheer at the colour inside no matter if it were pink or blue but the something was off.

You and James looked at each other after noticing the checker-board pattern of blue and pink inside the chocolate fondant.

"What's this? Is is supposed to be like this?" James asked one of your close family friends, who organised the cake.

"Yes it is!" She rushed over to you guys, "You both are having... TWINS!"

"WHAT?" You and James said in unison and she nodded her head quickly. As everyone broke into applause and cheer, you hugged James tightly with excitement.

"So wait, a boy AND and girl?!" You asked and your friend nodded her head, explaining that it's what the doctor's report mentions.

You hugged James again and kissed him on the lips with passion. When you pulled away he smiled widely, "Let's eat some cake everyone!"

He pulled you closer to him, not letting go of you, and you loved it like that.