Flynn was somewhat of a complicated man. He had lost his wife and child, and his rabbit to demons, and in response wreaked carnage on those that had hurt him.

All he knew how to do at this point was destroy. He had forgotten how to love when the ones he did were stripped from him.

That is, until you came along. He had found you fighting for your life, about to tire out and get swarmed. He had saved your life, and decided to bring you with him back to the Fortress of Doom. You were no used to him dead, anyways.

You tried to reach out, and he'd shut down whenever you did. He had no time for emotions anymore. It took a couple of months for him to even meet your eyes when you spoke to him.

It was a solid two years now, and he'd be lying if he said you didn't change his life for the better. Everyday you hadn't given up on him, and in turn he warmed up to you. Hell, he loved you. He loved you in a way that made him feel guilty. He loved you in a way that he wanted to have a family with you. He wanted to take care of another person with you.

He knew it was stupid, the Earth was ridden with demons, and there was no way you could possibly give them the correct childhood they deserve, but he couldn't help it. He looked at you and felt as if you were his future. You were his everything.

He had come back from a grueling day of demon killing, drenched in gore and covered in ichor from head to toe, smelling like carrion. He turned down the aggressive metal playing in his helmet and started to search for you.

He found you in your shared bedroom reading something, and he nearly throws himself onto you. He lands with a grunt on the bed before shoving his helmeted head into your chest. He was home.

He lets out a sigh, glancing over at your book before tugging his helmet off, tossing it to the floor, then looking at you. You were so.... everything. He rests his head back onto your chest, his eyes not breaking away from you.

He tried to imagine what a child between the two of you would look like. He hums a bit, thinking about taking care of a pregnant you, of holding your baby. His heart feels like it's going to burst. He nuzzles his nose into your stomach before murmuring,

"I wanna baby..."