#mom!reader

It was a slow afternoon for the Pitt, well as slow as an emergency department could be. Robby was in his station going through patient files and catching up with charts when Dana called out to him. 

“Incoming! Three minutes out, ten year old male, got body checked during practice—lost consciousness and woke up nauseous.”

Nodding his head in reply, Robby got moving to prepare for the patient. “Any trauma rooms open?”

“Trauma room 2 is open, just got it cleaned up after the vomit incident.”

“Whitaker, Jesse, with me.” Robby barked orders out, as both Jesse and Whitaker scurry behind Robby. Prepping Trauma 1, the tale-tale sign of an ambulance arriving greeted their ears as a gurney was pushed past the ambulance doors and a small-lanky body sat. waving the paramedics towards trauma 1, Robby makes his way when a figure nearly crushed into him in haste. Steadying the figure, Robby looked down and realized with dawning horror that the figure was none other than Max’s hockey coach—Coach Duke.

“Whoa, woah, easy there.”

“Dr.Robby!” The relief on Coach Duke’s face calmed his heart. “Thank goodness you're here! There was a big tumble during practice and Max got bodychecked by his teammates. He was out for a minute or so and when he came to, said that he felt nauseous and everything was blurry. Called the ambulance as soon as he hit the ice. Is he gonna be okay?”

“I need to go in and check on him,” Robby said slowly, “if you could call his mom to come here that would be wonderful. He needs a parental guardian with him right now.”

“Of course! Of course!” Coach Duke nodded his head vigorously. “Please, make sure he’s okay.”

Nodding towards Coach Duke, Robby turned away and headed into trauma 1, where Whitaker and Jesse were making sure Max was comfortable. Taking a deep breath, he stepped closer towards the bed, positioning himself in front of Max to get his attention.

“Hey there kid.”

Lifting his head towards the voice, a small hesitant smile appeared on Max’s face when he saw who it was. “Oh, Robby! Hello.” moving to nod his head in greeting but stopped when he realized it was a terrible idea as the room started to spin.

“Hey kid, heard you took a tumble on the ice?” Robby asked as he started on the procedures to check for concussions. Leaning closer and breathing in the smell of ice, metal, and rosemary—breath hitching at the scent of rosemary. Lifting a flashlight and asking Max to follow the light with his eyes, frowning slightly when Max’s pupils were slightly delayed.

“Yup,” Max replied cheerfully. “We were practicing defending when Matt lost his stance and started to flail like a baby giraffe on ice. Then he bumped into Devin and he went flying straight to me. The next thing I know is just looking up at the ceiling as everyone was huddling over me.”

“I see.” Robby nodded his head in understanding. “When your mom gets here we’re gonna get you a CT scan and hopefully be able to send you back home.”

“Mommy’s not here though. She’s in Cleveland with Mari—cause she’s got a figure skating competition today. In fact! What time is it? Because, if it’s after 3 she should be finished.”

Glancing at the watch on the wall, Robby could just about see that it read 15:45. Turning back to Max he relayed the time to him and watched as Max’s smile grew. Just as he was about to say something a knock sounded from the door, looking back Robby saw Dana motioning for him to get out. Nodding his head, he waved goodbye at Max, making sure Jesse was there to entertain him.

Stepping outside, Dana was quick to pull him towards the Nurse counter, where a gaggle of nurses and residents stood gossiping. A simple cough from Dana was enough to scatter the nurses and residents away like pigeons. Crossing his arms and standing in front of her, Robby gave a questioning look. Closing in, Dana whispered. “Apparently there’s a VIP currently in triage here for a certain ten year old boy.”

Furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, Robby was about to ask who when Sidney Crosby—THAT Sidney Crosby walked past the triage doors and made his way to the Nurse counter.

Raising his eyebrows as Sidney Crosby stops in front of him and casually holds his hands out. Starring blankly for a second before his body moved on its own and shook Sidney Crosby’s hands.

“Hello, I’m here for Max. Maxwell (L/N), his coach called me and said he has been admitted here?”

Smiling professionally, Dana nodded and gave directions to trauma 1 where Max was currently being monitored. Before turning to Robby with pity in her eyes as Robby starts to question what Sidney Crosby’s relationship with Max was. And more importantly, what his relationship with you was.

The woman who he let go, the one person who he had thought he could finally give a happy ending a go. The one woman whom he nearly proposed to, but panicked at the thought and started pushing away. Ruining it all in one go.

Snapping his head out of the spiral he was sure to happen and leaving for after shift, he turned towards the tab and booked Max’s CT scan. Making his way around the Pitt checking in on other patients. 

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Walking back towards pedes, where Max was moved after his CT scan, around the 1 hour and thirty minute mark. Glancing at the tab and humming when he saw that Max’s CT scan result had arrived.

Walking closer to pedes, he heard giggles and laughter flow out of the room. Peeking his head, he saw Max giggling as Sidney Crosby was doing some sort of storytelling, with hand movements and all. And from his knowledge of hockey, it was clearly a play-by-play story of a hockey match.

Knocking on the door to announce his arrival, he made his way into the room, standing at the foot of the bed. “Robby!” Max called out. “Have you met Sidney yet? He’s here cause my mommy’s still on the way from Cleveland with Mari right now, she won first in the competition. He even skipped his meeting to accompany me.” Max bragged.

Feeling his heart squeeze at how proud Max was at Mari’s victory and Sidney Crosby skipping his meeting to sit next to him in the ED, twisted his heart in ways he did not want to think about right now. “Well, looks like everything's okay right now,” Robby cleared his throat. 

“Max does have a slight concussion, but everything else is in perfect condition. We’d like to keep you here for half an hour up to an hour just to make sure that the concussion doesn’t develop, but seeing as there is no bleeding whatsoever, you’ll probably be discharged before dinner time. Uhm, nurse Jesse here will brief you,” he paused looking at Sidney Crosby in a silent question of  “I assume you’re his guardian right now?”. 

To which he received a nod. “On how to take care of the concussion and what to look out for.”

Clapping his hands in front of him, Robby pressed his lips together and nodded. “Well, uhm…I’ll come back in 45 minutes to check up on you Max, and if everything is stable by then, we’ll get the discharge papers ready.”

Stepping out of the room, Robby rolled back his shoulders and sighed out his nose. Filing away the information of Sidney Crosby, being your son’s—Max’s emergency contact while you're away, for the time being. Stepping back into the head attending role he has to be in the Pitt. making his rounds and helping the residents who paged him for help.

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It was now 18:00, which means night shift should start to creep in and time for turnovers. As he stood in his station finishing up the charts he had forgotten about, loud hurried footsteps announced their way into the Pitt—followed by smaller but just as quick footsteps. Looking up Robby felt his heart stop.

There you were, after two years, you still looked just as beautiful as all that his mind could supply him. The scent of rosemary still followed everywhere you went. Breath hitched when he saw the concern written all over your face. Snapping out of his reverie, he made his way towards you and Marigold–who was wearing a glinting gold medal on her neck. His heart soared when he realized she had clearly won the competition.

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Hearing your name, you looked up and saw Robby standing there. Looking just the same as he did two years ago, except for maybe a few more silver hairs decorating his temple. Feeling Mari tug at your hand brought you back to the present. Right, you’re here for Max, not to see your ex.

“Dr.Robby,” you muster a small smile, “uhm..I got a call, Max is here?”

Hearing you say his name made him feel like he was on clouds, but the reminder of Max being here quickly brought him back down. Doing his best to keep it professional, he gave a polite smile and led you and Mari towards pedes. The closer he got, the clammier his hands felt, he knew it was stupid but he really did not want to know or see your whatever with Sidney Crosby,

Stopping in front of pedes, he held out hand sanitizers towards you both. Once your hands were sanitized, he stepped aside and gestured for you to open the door.

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Slowly opening the door to pedes, your heart was filled with joy at the sight. Max, who looked happy and full of energy—which you took as a sign of good health, and minimal injuries in sight. Sat on the bed next to him was Sidney, your Sidney. The one who skipped his afternoon meetings to accompany your son because you couldn’t be there right away. Who always showed up and stepped up, treating you as a queen and your children as prince and princess.

Both their heads snapped towards the door at the sound of it opening, big smiles grew on both their faces. “Mommy! You’re here!” Max shouted gidily. Gaze straying down to meet Mari, who was already making her way to her big brother with a clear goal in mind. Stopping in front of Sidney and lifting her hands for a boost up on the bed, which he gladly granted, she turned towards them both and proudly lifted her gold medal.

“Look!” Mari proudly exclaimed. “I got gold just as I said I would. So that means you have to keep your promise of ice cream and lego.” she said turning to Sidney.

“Mari, you got gold!” Max cheered, bringing Mari into a tight breath holding hug. “I knew you could do it. I never once doubted you.”

“Great job Mari,” Sidney held his hand up to high five Mari. “We'll go to the mall tomorrow and you can pick out your lego set, and we can have ice cream afterwards.”

“Can we have ice cream tonight?” Mari bargained. “Since Max isn’t feeling too well, can’t we have it tonight with movies and cuddles on the couch?” tilting her head like a little puppy. Sidney turned his head towards you waiting for your answer. At the nod you gave him, he grinned and turned back towards Max and Mari.

“Sure!” Sidney said standing up from the bed. Before the conversation could continue, Robby cut in.

“Well, Max is all good to go as long as you know what to watch out for because of his concussions. Any further nausea or memory loss, come straight back to the ER.” Robby quickly listed out. “The discharge papers are ready to be signed at the counter.”

Nodding your head, as you make your way outside Sidney quickly beats you to it. Patting your bum and telling you to stay with the kids, Max misses his mommy and Mari is one snack away from jumping all around. A fond exhale escaped your mouth as you watched Sidney leave to sign the discharge papers on your behalf. 

Turning around, you realize Robby had been watching every interaction closely. “Does he not need your insurance?” Robby questioned.

“Oh, Sidney?” you half-laughed like an inside joke only you knew was said, “he has a copy of our insurance cards in his wallet, in case anything like this were to happen.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah…oh.” An awkward laugh forced its way out of you at the way he was staring at you.

“So…boyfriend?” Robby asked casually. Snapping your head up to meet his gaze, which fell towards your hands that were playing with the engagement ring on your left hand.

“fiancee.”

“Oh, congrats.”

“Thanks.” The air between you both grew thicker and thicker, like smoke fogging a closed room. The only thing keeping it from suffocating you was Max’s and Mari’s giggles, clearing enjoying being together again.

Before either of you could say anything, Sidney returned with the discharge papers and a look of a man who realized you were uncomfortable and was ready to fight whoever made you feel that way. Turning towards him, you softly shook your head, telling Sidney that it was nothing. Sidney only nodded, clearly still a bit tense, but trusting you to do anything else.

As Robby watched you and Sidney interact with Max and Mari, his heart squeezed painfully tight. He watched how your entire body softened and relaxed just with Sidney being there. Like it knew unconsciously that as long as Sidney was there, you were safe and protected.

Stepping aside as Sidney passed by, carrying both Max and Mari alongside Max’s dufflebag, making his way to the exit of the hospital. You lingered behind, your and Mari’s bag on your shoulder—which you had insisted on for a few minutes before Sidney relented, facing Robby.

Steading himself for whatever you were about to say to him, he crossed his arms, hands silently gripping at his sides. “I’m not angry at you.” You bluntly said. “Sure I was heartbroken, but I think deep down we both knew that we weren’t it for each other. I’m not saying I fully understand nor was I happy when you ghosted me out of nowhere, but I think no matter how painful it was, it was healthier than staying.”

“I..I still care for you.” Robby quietly admitted.

“I know, but I could see that sometimes your eyes were sad when you were watching my children and I. I can’t be the one to tell you how to love or what's right and wrong, but I could tell that your heart was slowly slipping away from me.” sighing you took in a deep breath. “Anywho, I want to thank you, even if it was only for a year or so, being with you taught me things that my marriage didn’t, and it has helped me grow to become a better mom and person. So thank you.”

Turning to catch up with Sidney and the kids, who were waiting for you by the exit, robby stopped and asked you a question. “Are you happy with him? Does he make you happy?”

A smile made its way up your face at the thought of Sidney, of how he treated you, how he loved your kids, how he was the person you could see forever with. You nodded. “Yes. yes he does make me very happy.”

With unshed tears in his eyes, Robby smiled bitterly as you continued on your way towards the exit where your family stood waiting. The scent of rosemary lingering where you stood as Sidney’s voice echoed as he asked Mari if she enjoyed her competition and if there were any suggestions for dinner, at which Max’s voice interrupted. Your laughter being the last thing he heard as the doors closed.

A deep soul exhausting sigh escaped him, pressing his lips together and blinking away the tears, as he hears a nurse and resident call him for help. It was back to work now. The hospital, the Pitt, needed their chief attending. His breakdown can wait for after the shift, on the rooftop. Rolling his shoulders back, he hastens his way to the next emergency, letting the scent of rosemary go for the last time.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Kyojurou would first try to be diplomatic, but if you have any friends, family, or lovers blocking him from getting to you and bribery is not enough… he’s very good with his sword.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Kyojurou wouldn’t be cruel, but he does talk down to you. He’s not doing it on purpose, just assuming the role of your husband who knows better.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

He doesn’t necessarily see it as against your will, more of a wifely duty, but that doesn’t change how violated it makes you feel.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Kyojurou may exaggerate his feelings towards you at first in an attempt to lure you in. Of course he loves you, but he’s keeping in mind all the flowery words he’s read in love poetry to woo you. Once married, his affection would be more shortwinded but genuine— coupled with his intense stares and touches. 

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

He has a vague understanding of why you fight him. Kyojurou is sure that not all the women of his family line were ecstatic to be whisked away and married. He thinks it’s just womanly hysterics. However, if you continue to fight past the grace period (one week), he’ll have to put you in your place :( it’s his duty as a husband to control his wife.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

Kyojurou wants you to be his perfect, submissive wife, so anything deviating from that he disapproves of. Especially when you make a big deal out of it with your “escape attempts” and “cries for help.”

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Your wedding night. 24 hours before, you didn’t even know you were promised to him. Now you’re lying underneath him, shivering from cold and fear, trying to cover yourself as his eyes graze your body hungrily. He tells you it will get better with time, that one day you will love him like he loves you.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

In Kyojurou’s mind, you two are a sort of power couple. Of course, he has the most power as the husband, but he expects you to run the domestic sphere in the estate. He wants to be able to rely on you to take care of the family you’ll have together, to claim the name Rengoku as your own, to be his in body, mind, and soul.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Kyojurou won’t admit that it’s jealousy. He feels a little silly calling it that, so he would rather say he’s just protecting you by interrupting you or sending that person away if possible.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Kyojurou can be doting, nearly patronizing at times. Despite how he insists you should never lift a finger, he does expect you to enact your wifely duties, even if you didn’t necessarily agree to marrying him…

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Kyojurou would be someone familiar to you (whether that be via demon slayer corps or a frequent visitor to your town). He may allude that he has feelings for you, but confirms it with an offer for your hand in marriage to your family. Whether you like him or not, he ensures you’re promised to him<3

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not drastic, but he is a bit more stern than fun loving when it comes to you. His mood changes drastically when it comes to you, so you never know if he’s going to be playful or serious. 

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Depends on the severity. For little things, he’ll chide you. For trespasses like trying to escape—whether it be the estate or his advances—Kyojurou will use physical force if deemed necessary. 

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

The era appropriate amount, maybe more. If he trusts you, he’ll let you go to the market to buy a few things while he’s away, accompanied by someone from the estate of course. But mostly he’d prefer you to be his stay-at-home wife who takes care of the house and the children<3

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Somewhat. He adores you so much that he forgives your slip ups and little mistakes; but if you start acting up in front of others, he nips it in the bud. He won’t blow up, but you will have a bruise around your arm from how powerfully he grabbed you—a reminder that your behavior reflects not only on yourself, but him too.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Like his father, Kyojurou would not move on if you passed or slipped through his fingers. He would turn into a disappointing, ugly version of himself, bitter inside and out. If you left him without children, he may eventually marry only to further his family line, but wouldn’t care much for his new wife. 

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Kyojurou wouldn’t consider it kidnapping. Most likely he spoke to your family and offered a generous price for your hand in marriage. In other cases, he may see himself more as a savior who will give you a better life than you could have ever achieved on your own.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Given his traditional upbringing and historical context, Kyojurou’s behavior is not too out of the ordinary. He may be a bit more strict than most men are, but he believes it’s for your ultimate benefit as his wife<3

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Kyojurou does his best to placate you when you get upset, tutting and holding you in his arms. However, it doesn’t mean you’re getting out of whatever started your cries.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

He has high expectations of you, if that wasn’t obvious already. Of course he wants you to love him, but he wants obedience over anything else. 

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Since he is away a lot on demon slayer duties, that’s your optimal time to escape. However, there is a whole estate guard and people present whose job—in addition to their regular duties—is to prevent you from escaping. 

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Yes, but only if necessary. If you step out of line, he’ll let you suffer the consequences. He will leave you with physical reminders—-bites and bruises and scrapes—if you disobey him.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Kyojurou would do a lot to win you over. He’d shower you in gifts, build you a new home, get you the best money could buy, but he doesn’t necessarily see you as divine. Of course he loves to do these things for you, but he finds it amusing how quickly you can be swayed by material gifts.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

I think it would take Kyojurou some time to develop his feelings for you. It also depends on the frequency that he sees you; if he sees you more often, it may take less time. If he only sees you once every so often, he takes the time to pine after you while on missions, building up the fantasy of you in his head until he finally gets the chance to see you again and confess his feelings<3

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?