Fictober 2022: The Red Shawl
Prompt #6: "Adaptable, I like that."
Fandom: Ikemen Revolution
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Jonah Clemence x Preg!Reader
Summary: You have a new dress to wear to the Clemence family ball. There's just one small problem with it.
Warnings: Pregnancy, fluff
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The dress that you had wanted to wear to the Clemence family ball that night, while beautiful with its light pink silks and printed roses throughout the skirt and bodice, it had one small flaw that had escaped both yours and Jonah's notice in the original fitting.
When completely buttoned up in the back, the fabric stretched around your abdomen in such a way that it made it much more obvious that the Queen of Hearts and his future wife simply couldn't wait until after their upcoming wedding to start their own family.
Granted, the change currently was minimal, just barely showing if you turned to the side, it was still noticeable enough that you didn't want to risk exposing your little secret just yet to your future in-laws, the relationship already tenuous at best without scandalous rumors.
Unfortunately, there was no time to buy a new dress that was less secret-revealing or to have this one altered so that your baby belly was less noticeable, so you were in a predicament. The thought did cross your mind to find one of your older dresses and wear one of them. However, they were also much tighter than you had remembered when you tried them on, the risk of exposing yourself much greater than with this pink silk gown.
With a sigh, you started unbuttoning the dress, noticing how it became looser around your abdomen, disguising the truth in the loosened folds while still looking proper and elegant.
Then, you noticed the red shawl that Jonah had given you as a present ages ago sitting on the back of a chair. Even from afar, it matched well with the red printed roses and the pink silk of your dress.
Flushing lightly at the sudden idea, you wrapped the shawl around your shoulders, making sure that your back was covered, and looked at yourself in the mirror, discovering that your belly was no longer largely evident, even with turning to the side and squinting. What would everyone think, if you were to go to a party with your dress only partially buttoned? What would Jonah think? You chuckled at the thought of potentially deceiving all of them.
"[Name]?" You heard a knock on the door. "I'm coming in."
Jonah walked inside, his boots clicking on the floor, looking quite handsome in his new white and pink suit. He smiled when he looked at you.
"I knew that dress would suit you," he said, coming to take a closer look. "It fits you like a dream."
He ran his hands over your sleeves and the red shawl, looking over you carefully.
"And you found that shawl I gave you last year. It's quite adaptable with all your outfits. I like that."
He circled you, looking over your little ensemble.
"No pinching or tightness anywhere?"
"Well… no, but…" You said trailing off, making him look up.
"What's wrong?" He asked, frowning, looking over you, "the shoulders? The length? Do you not like the pattern?"
"N-no, it's just.." you moved the shawl, exposing the unbuttoned buttons.
Jonah flushed pink and huffed.
"That's indecent, [Name]! Leaving your back exposed like that! But, it's an easy enough fix. Did you have trouble reaching these buttons?"
Jonah made quick work of fixing the dress before you could protest, his hands deft and quick. When he looked at you again, the silks were taut around your belly once more. Even the red shawl couldn't disguise it like before. You couldn't help but laugh when his eyes widened in realization.
"It.. doesn't leave much to the imagination, when it's fully buttoned."
"No, no it doesn't." He knelt down and placed his hands around your belly, shielding it from the world, a pout on his lips. "I thought it was perfect for you."
"Well, we didn't count on starting our family so soon either, or that they would grow so much so quickly." You placed your hands over Jonah's, letting your warmth seep into him.
"If only I could tell them," Jonah sighed. "A new member of the Clemence family right under their noses. But, I won't ruin your reputation like that."
"I'd be more worried about ruining yours, Jonah." You smiled. "They already don't like me as it is."
"And I'm deeply sorry for that, [Name]. If only they could see how wonderful you are, how I see you."
"Even the me that planned on going to the party with a few buttons undone?"
Jonah raised an eyebrow, frowning.
"If only there was more time. Add in another seam, more silk."
"It's okay," you reassured him. "As long as I wear the shawl, no one will even notice."
Jonah grumbled, muttering how it still felt indecent. Even so, he reached around you easily, unbuttoning the few it took to loosen the garment, hiding your shared secret once again. Only when he placed his hand on your stomach once again would anyone suspect anything.
"I can only imagine the spectacle that would happen at our wedding, with you much further along."
"We can always have the wedding after they're born. It's only going to get harder to hide the longer we wait."
"With the way you're progressing now, it might be our only option." Jonah stood up, fixing your shawl, sighing again. "By the crimson flowing through my veins, I'd marry you this very moment if you'd have me."
"Family obligations first, my Queen," you say, bumping noses with him. "Gotta prove that I haven't made you into a complete heathen yet."
"Au contraire, future Lady Clemence," Jonah bumped your nose back, "I take pride in having made a hedonist of you."
"You, make a hedonist of me?" You laughed.
"You're the one wearing an unbuttoned dress around my aunts and uncles."
"You're the reason I have to wear a dress unbuttoned around your aunts and uncles!"
Jonah flushed pink, pouted, and looked away. You chuckled and kissed his cheek.
"C'mon, let's pretend to be noble and proper for a few hours, then we can get back to our life of debauchery."
"I couldn't ask for a better time." Jonah smiled, putting his arm around your waist, offering a quiet extra layer of protection for your scandalously hidden back.
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