Strawberry Lipstick - Y.B Imagines

delivery

requested by kiantrans // after your water breaking at an unfortunate time, dom's rushes to the hospital, knowing this is it. dom, despite totally being thrown in the deep end, does everything he can to assist, and it helps.

"i came here as quick as i could" dom said as he raced through the door, practically gasping for breath. "woah, woah, dom, it's okay, y/n's fine" sam said, noticing how sweaty and out of breath dom was.

your water had broken an hour ago, and dom was possibly in one of the worst places he could be when it happened. his own concert. your due date wasn't for 2 weeks so you'd all agreed it'd be fine for dom to still do shows.

oh how wrong you were. thankfully, sam was with you and she knew what to do, getting you to the hospital and calling up dom. dom had to run offstage and get straight in the car to the other side of london to the hospital.

"oh my sweet angel, are you okay?" he asked. you nodded as you held the gas and air tube in hand. "the contractions are getting a little more painful but i'm alright" you sighed. "good, good, have the midwife's got a copy of the birth plan?" he asked.

sam nodded. "one of the first things i gave them, i know how bonkers you've been going over that thing" she joked endearingly as dom couldn't seem to relax. "so, nothing happening yet?" he asked.

"oh for god's sake dom relax, you're stressing me out you knob!" you said, making dom burst out laughing. "i'm sorry love, but you know i've been worrying about you" dom smiled gently as he ran his hand through your hair.

you bit the inside of your cheek as another contraction hit. "ow..." you hissed through your teeth. "remember love, you can always take some pain meds if you need them" he reassured as he held your hand.

you clenched his hand as the contraction eased off and stopped. "i know, but they're not that bad yet" you said. "hello, i'm assuming this is your boyfriend?" the midwife said as she put on a pair of gloves. "husband" dom corrected.

"right, so he's the main birthing partner and that's your..." she said, waiting for a reply. "mum, i wasn't there when y/n's water broke and she got her to hospital" dom explained as he rest his hand over your stomach.

"we're just here to check how far dilated you are" she said as you moved your legs apart for her to check. dom waited, probably more nervous than you as the midwife gave her reply. "6 inches, once it's at 10, you should be ready to push" she stated.

"how long should that take?" dom asked as she took her gloves off. "depends on the pregnancy. some take hours gradually, some go from around 2 to 9 in a matter of minutes, so there's no real way of measuring it" she said.

you could see dom's frustration in his face, he liked knowing when and where something was going to happen and when you have something that can be as risky as pregnancy, he was obviously worried.

the midwife left the room as dom got a lot more affectionate. "you're doing so well sweet angel, i can't believe you're going to be a mum! little baby mam" he said as he kissed your cheek, running his hand through your hair.

"i can't fooking believe it's real" he said. "dominic stop swearing" sam piped up, sitting on her chair. "i hope that baby doesn't get a potty mouth like you!" she said. "how would the baby get a potty mouth from me?!" dom giggled.