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lilithknoxville · 1 month ago

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could you please please write a fic abt jess during the IDR era, where the reader finds out she’s pregnant while jess is on tour, and she’s staying with ape and phil, and they’re all super excited. (the gif has nothing to do with it, i just like it. 🥹)

Unexpected Harmony (Jess Margera x Fem!Reader)

Summary: “Will…” You trailed off, avoiding her eyes, “Will you and Phil be upset if it does come out that it’s positive?” Your voice was soft, and April’s expression softened.

Content Warnings: 18+, Pregnancy, Adult Themes

Word Count: 2,664

A/N: so… i literally have no idea what to do for the summary or content warnings. just stick with me here folks. i have been so in love with jess since i was a child, so this was such a healing balm for the soul. i literally loved writing this so much, i was cheesin’ hard as fuck while i was writing. thank you so much for the request! as per usual, no beta reader we die like men. requests are still open!! onto the story! ✨

NOT MY GIF

You huffed out a sigh, rolling over in bed. You had been sick the past couple of days, a stomach bug reigning havoc over you. Your energy was low, and all you wanted to do was sleep. Usually when you were sick, Jess was like a mother hen, fussing and attending to you to your wits end. You didn’t have that luxury now, with him being on tour with CKY for their newest album. His mom and dad, April and Phil, constantly had been checking in on you these last couple of days, and you were beyond grateful for them. They had taken you in when you and Jess started dating, and you had been living with them for all of four years now. April and Phil became more than just your boyfriend’s parents; They were your parents too. You never had the best parents growing up, but April and Phil became the parents you never had. You stayed up late, watching TV with Phil; April taught you how to cook and you were always in the kitchen with her, giggling and joking around with each other. She had taught you the famous ‘Ape Stare’ (as coined by Bam) that had the Margera brothers cringing away and stopping whatever stupid thing they were doing. You were pretty sure April was more excited than you were when Jess finally proposed to you, but she would never admit it.

The sound of your door creaking open made you turn your head, and you saw April standing there with a smile on her face. You rolled back over, giving her an exhausted smile.

“Hi, Mom.” Your voice was soft, the obvious exhaustion you felt seeping through your words, “What’s up?”

“Just checkin’ on you, baby.” She came into your room, closing the door behind her. She had a plastic bag in her hand, which you assumed was medicine. She cast a glance around the room, cringing at the dirty clothes on the floor - Most of which were Jess’, “You feelin’ any better?” She asked, sitting down on the bed by your legs. Her hand came to your forehead, feeling it with the back of her hand.

“Not really. I still feel like I got hit by a bus.” You admitted, sighing softly, “This stomach bug is miserable, Ape.”

“I know, baby.” April’s voice was gentle, and she looked down at the bag in her hands, “I got you some things from the store.” She started pulling some things out of the bag. Most of it was your standard medicines, some ginger ale, but it was a pink box she set in your hands that threw you for the biggest loop. Blue words, reading ‘PREGNANCY TEST’ jumped out at you, and you laughed awkwardly.

“Mom?” Your voice was slow as you looked up at her, “What is this?”

“Well, sweetheart…” April started, her face showing a soft, motherly kindness, “I know you and Jess are… doing adult things. So there’s always a chance for this ‘stomach bug’ to actually be a little bun in the oven.” Hearing the words come out of her mouth made panic flare in your stomach, and the nausea that had been ebbing in your stomach to flare up. You took a slow breath in, forcing a smile on your face.

“There’s no way.” You shook your head, all but pushing the box of pregnancy tests out of your lap, “We use protection, I’m on birth control!” You chuckled awkwardly again, keeping the smile on your face to keep yourself from going into a full blown panic attack. April’s hand came to your knee, which was under your comforter.

“Just humor me, baby. I was this sick when I was pregnant with Jess, and I was even worse with Bam.” She explained, and the forced smile slowly fell from your lips, “There’s a chance this is just genuinely a stomach bug, or there’s a chance it is pregnancy.”

“Will…” You trailed off, avoiding her eyes, “Will you and Phil be upset if it does come out that it’s positive?” Your voice was soft, and April’s expression softened.

“Oh, honey…” She murmured, giving your knee a reassuring squeeze, “We could never be mad at you. You’ve made Jess so happy over these last few years, and Phil and I love you like you’ve been a part of our family since day one.” There was a soft, genuine smile on her lips, and tears sprung to your eyes. You took a couple of breaths to calm yourself down, staring hard at the box of tests in your lap.

“Okay…” You breathed out, pulling the blanket off of you. You stood slowly, the panic and fear rattling around in your head making you feel light for a moment. You opened the box of tests, pulling out a single one, and excused yourself to the bathroom that was right down the hall from your room.

You entered the bathroom, closing the door behind you. You stared at the blue foil wrapper in your hands, praying to anything and everything that could have possibly been listening that it would come up negative. You and Jess weren’t opposed to having children, but every time the two of you talked about it, it was always something for the future. With how often he left for tours, right now wasn’t the right time. Deciding to just buck up and get this done with, you tore open the blue foil, pulling out the pregnancy test.

You came out of the bathroom after a couple of minutes, the pregnancy test face down against your palm. You entered your bedroom, setting it down on the dresser, and you sat down on the bed next to April. She wrapped an arm around your shoulders, and you rested your head on her shoulder, heaving out a heavy sigh.

“No matter what the test says, Phil and I won’t love you any less. Whatever it says, we’ll be here.” Her voice was sweet, and she pressed a kiss to the top of her head, “I promise you that, and I’m not just saying that because you live in our house.” She teased, which made a soft smile come to your lips.

It was a tense ten minutes, your anxiety going crazy in your stomach. Finally, you heaved out a sigh, checking your phone again and seeing it was time to check it. You felt frozen in place, but you forced yourself to stand and go to your dresser. You grabbed the pregnancy test, the results pressed into your palm to hide it. You took in a deep breath, steeling your nerves.

“It’s gonna be negative.” You murmured, nodding in finality. It was more to calm down the nausea pulling at your stomach, and you turned the test over in your hand, staring down at the results.

Two blue lines stared back at you. Immediately, your world felt like it was crashing down on itself. You looked over at the writing on the stick, seeing that two blue lines meant you were pregnant. You stared at the results in silence for a second, trying to tell yourself it was your mind playing tricks on you. No matter how hard you blinked, how much you rubbed your eyes, those two blue lines didn’t change.

“What does it say, honey?” April’s voice brought you back to the real world, and the shock coursing through your veins suddenly crashed down on you. Tears sprung to your eyes, falling down your face within seconds. You sobbed, holding out the test to April. She gasped, standing up and wrapping her arms around you in a tight hug. You clutched onto her, sobbing into her shoulder.

“Oh, honey…” She murmured, rubbing your back soothingly, “It’s gonna be okay. Everything is going to be okay.” She held you tightly, whispering words of encouragement and promising you that things would be okay, until you had calmed down enough to suck in shaky breaths.

“Th-This isn’t real.” You hiccuped out, pulling back from April’s embrace, “This can’t b-be real.” You sniffled, closing your eyes as April wiped the tears from your cheeks.

“It’s real, sweetheart. But you will be okay, I promise you.” She reassured you, and she helped you back to bed, covering you up with the blanket. Phil, who had come towards your room when he heard you crying, poked his head in the door. His face had a look of concern on it.

“You okay, squirt?” He asked, stepping inside your room. April held the pregnancy test out to him, and he took it from her hands, his expression morphing into confusion. When he realized what he was holding and started putting pieces together, his mouth dropped open in surprise, “Wa-Wait, is this-?”

“Yes.” You answered, wiping your eyes and blowing your nose into a piece of toilet paper April had gotten for you. Your voice was tight, strained in your throat, “I’m pregnant.”

“And it’s-” Phil started, before he cut himself off, “Well, of course it’s Jess’ kid. You two are only glued to each other 24/7.” He chuckled, and it made a small smile jump to your lips.

“And we will help you and him out no matter what.” April nudged Phil in the ribs, causing Phil to nod in agreement, “How are you feelin’, honey?” April asked, sitting on the bed by your legs again.

“I-” You started, thinking long and hard about your emotions. Almost subconsciously, your hands came to just under your belly button, as if you were going to start feeling something kick this early, “I’m a mix of emotions right now. On one hand, I’m terrified. I don’t know if I’m ready to be a mom yet.” You trailed off, gnawing on your lip, “But on the other hand, I’m so excited. Knowing that I’m carrying a perfect mix of me and Jess. It’s this perfect blend of fear and joy.” You admitted, looking between April and Phil for a moment, “Do I sound crazy?” You asked, your voice barely above a whisper, and April chuckled gently.

“You’re not crazy at all, hon.” She squeezed your hand softly, “I was the same way when I found out we were pregnant with Jess. It was terrifying, the idea of growin’ a tiny human, but it was also oddly comforting.” Her voice was so full of earnestness that it made you smile slightly, the whirlwind of emotions still echoing in your head making you stare off into space, “Though I have to tell you - I am so beyond excited for the two of you.” She whispered, a grin spreading across her face.

“You are?” You asked, confusion spreading across your face.

“Phil and I get to be grandparents! Your baby is going to be spoiled rotten!” April clapped her hands together, the excitement in her voice was enough to make a real smile come to your lips, “Oh, Phil, think of the zoo trips, Halloween - Christmas!” She turned towards Phil, who was leaned up against the doorframe. He shook his head, chuckling.

“Imagine all the little onesies we’re gonna have lying around here.” Phil couldn’t help the smile that came to his lips, seeing his wife so excited about grandchildren was enough to make him grin brightly, “Your kid is gonna be spoiled rotten, hon.” He echoed what April had said earlier, looking at you with a smile.

“Oh, God.” You whispered suddenly, your hand coming to your head, “I have to call Jess.” You gnawed on your lip, anxiety gnawing at your stomach, “I have to tell him.”

“Well, that is probably the smartest choice.” Phil grunted out, patting the door frame, “You do that, squirt.” April gave one last squeeze of your hand, following Phil out of your room. You gnawed on your lip, still looking at the pregnancy test in your hand. You reached over, grabbing your phone, and flipped it open. You dialed Jess’ number, which you knew by heart, and held your phone up to your ear. It took a few rings before Jess answered.

“Mmm, hello?” He mumbled into the phone sleepily, and the sound of his voice made your heartbeat speed up in your chest, “What’s up, babygirl?”

“Hi, baby.” You swallowed thickly, “Did I wake you up?” Your voice was small, and you heard the other end of the line shifting.

“Doesn’t matter - What’s wrong?” His voice was full of concern, and you felt tears trying to jump to your eyes. You pushed them back, taking in a deep breath.

“Jess, I’ve got some news.” You started, your voice slow as you tried to figure out how you wanted to say this, “So I’m not sick with a stomach bug.”

“Well, that’s good.” Jess chuckled slightly, “I know you were sicker than a dog - Did you go the doctor? They told you it was the flu or somethin’, didn’t they?” He asked, the line shifting as you assumed he laid back down in bed.

“No, I didn’t go to the doctor.” You spun the pregnancy test around in your hand for a moment, gnawing on your lip, “Jess…” You whispered, your voice suddenly thick with the threat of tears.

“Baby? Tell me what’s up.” His voice was soft, “You’ve got me concerned over here.”

“I’m pregnant.” You announced, and the line went silent for a moment. You heard the soft sound of his breathing, and anxiety flared up in your stomach, “J-Jess, please say someth-”

“I’m on the way home.” His voice had an air of finality to it, and you stuttered for a moment, “No, hey. Listen to me.” He cut you off, and you fell silent, “I made you a promise when I proposed to you that I was going to be here for everything when it comes to you. That includes doctor’s appointments, ultrasounds - everything.”

“Y-You’re not upset?” You asked, your voice small again, and Jess chuckled fondly.

“No, baby. I promise you I’m not upset with you, not in the slightest.” His voice was soft as well, “I wanna be home with you while you’re growin’ our child.”

“But what about your tour?” You asked, and you heard the line shift again, a bag unzipping.

“Chad and the guys will have to understand.” Jess’ voice was muffled for a moment, sounding like he was balancing his phone between his ear and his shoulder, “My fiancée is pregnant.” His voice was breathless, and the laugh that left his lips was warm, “Holy shit. My fiancée is pregnant! I’m gonna be a dad!” The sound of the excitement in his voice made you smile, tears brimming in your eyes.

“That you are, honey.” You whispered into the phone, bidding him goodbye after a few minutes of talking. You set your phone down on your bedside table, your hands coming to just below your belly button. You sat there for a second, the anxiety in your mind eased just slightly.

“Hey…” You whispered to your stomach, “I know you’ve gotta be the size of a jelly bean right now. You’re my little bean.” Your tone was warm, full of love, “You’re gonna love your Daddy. He’s sort of cool, in my opinion.” You chuckled, rubbing your stomach, “You probably can’t even hear me yet, but it’s okay. You’ll probably get sick of hearing my voice, I’m gonna be talking to you all the time.” You smiled, looking up towards a framed picture of you and Jess on your dresser, “You’re gonna have your Daddy’s eyes. I just know it. And then I’m gonna have two blue eyed loves of my life.”

The feeling in your chest was weird, but oddly comforting as well. Knowing that, soon, you’d have two heartbeats inside your body was something weird to think about but something that soothed the anxiety trying to swirl in your stomach. You knew you’d be okay, no matter what. Especially if you had Jess at your side, and April and Phil behind the two of you.

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