Warnings: Male/Male Fluff, Referred Mpreg
Content Rating: T
Show/Movie: Ghost Rider
Johnny gave a sigh and went to answer the door of his new apartment. It was Halloween night and he answered the door only to be met with a single pair of eyes, gentle white eyes that lit up with joy and rememberance when they saw him. It was Blackheart, human and he had changed. His eyes were white and his hair had become longer and was a deep red. His skin was as white as newfallen snow. He looked beautiful. No, he was a little demon from Hell and he was going to kill him before Blackheart could get his revenge.
"What do you want, Blackheart?" Johnny snapped. White eyes turned to fear and the look angered Johnny to no end. "I won't say it again! What do you want, Blackheart!?" Johnny yelled, pulling Blackheart inside and pinning him against the door, closing it. Blackheart's body shook under his grip and tears stained the pale white skin of the demon's cheeks. Johnny saw Blackheart move his hand and was about to catch it and become Ghost Rider, going to kill him. But he saw it go over Blackheart's own stomach and he saw the swell of the little belly. It struck him like lightning. Blackheart was pregnant. Johnny let go of the demon and Blackheart looked up at him with weak eyes. He was hurting. Johnny gave a sigh. "Why are you here?" Johnny said gently.
"I had nowhere else to go." Blackheart whispered, eyes tearing again and Johnny couldn't not allow Blackheart to bury himself in his arms. He was crying. He needed someone to be there for him.
"Why didn't you go back to your dad?" Johnny asked. Blackheart pulled his head away from Johnny's shoulder and looked up at him.
"He's why I came to you. Him and the Hidden. They did this to me." Blackheart whispered, his eyes hopeful that Johnny understood.
"Your father made you human and had the Hidden get you pregnant?" Johnny asked. Blackheart nodded.
"I didn't know what else to do but come to you. I can't do the pregnancy alone and I have no one else to go to." Blackheart whispered.
"You can stay, kid. But you'll need to raise the kid by yourself. I won't help you with that part." Johnny said and let Blackheart stay in his arms, the young former demon warm and happy for the first time in forever. He liked this feeling, this wonderful absence of his terrible, horrible loneliness. Blackheart felt calm and safe, and he was happy.
A/N: Couldn't Help It, It Came On And Inspiration Struck Me Harder Than Lightning. Anyway, R&R :)